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Twenty-something English graduate student in Alaska (ask me about it! I've lived here most of my life, including five years in Barrow, the northernmost community in the US) who seems to be in a holding pattern waiting for life to start--rather, less "waiting" and more "omg so busy I must be out of my miiiiind," repeat ad nauseum. Writer, reader, wannabe novelist, hopeful cynic, traveler (up to 15 countries! *fist pump*), Ravenclaw, Browncoat, Whovian (Ten will always be my Doctor), member of way too many other fandoms, proud geek and gamer girl, etc. (favorites so far include the Mass Effect, Portal, and Fallout series, and Red Dead Redemption). Politically conservative-to-moderate feminist (yes, it's possible). Living with clinical depression since at least 2004. Somewhere around the demisexual end of the asexual spectrum. Possibly a vampire.
You can find me in multiple elsewheres, in varying degrees of regularity: in
my writing journal, mostly for fanfic and fanmixes;
last.fm; and
Twitter (same username for
Echo Bazaar, where I misunderstood the character creation for some reason and picked the wrong gender), among others. I'm
thestarvelingcat on PSN, which is mostly only relevant if you want to find me in Red Dead Redemption multiplayer, and
100indecisions on Steam, as well as at
Playfire.
I also run
F Yeah Fireflies and
F yeah Raspberries, which are...pretty much what they say on the tin, as well as
another one for one of my novels-in-progress, and I co-run the Red Dead Redemption blog
the gunslinger's lament.
![peripatetia:
GPOY
[terrified-looking (ears back, eyes wide open) black cat on a blue-and-yellow background. Text above: “SENDS OUT IMPORTANT EMAIL”. Text below: “GETS A REPLY, TOO SCARED TO READ IT”.]
SO MUCH GPOY IT HURTS (no, literally, whenever I get an important email from a professor or someone else who might potentially be chewing me out, I…don’t read it. Sometimes I do read it eventually after like…a few days…but more often I have someone else read it first and tell me if it’s safe. In my defense this mostly started after one surprise email did chew me out pretty thoroughly and had me sniffling in class and then sobbing in a stairwell when we finally had a break, although the fact that I was transitioning between antidepressants had a lot to do with it too.)](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyzn5nAVYN1r1zfobo1_500.jpg)
