Artist formerly known as bifemmefatale. Yet another pansexual poly Pagan sci-fi geek. Ethical slut, S/M bottom, feminist, readaholic, part hippie-part goth, mom, biologist, perpetual seeker, cynical hopeless romantic, proud bleeding heart liberal, confirmed square peg.
I live in the cornfields of Illinois with my my 2 kids, 3 cats and a dog. In the past I have been a waitress, tarot reader, telemarketer, entomological researcher, Nature Center employee, US Census worker, cleaning lady and a zookeeper, among other things. I'm currently working at a pet store and debating what I want to do next.
Cast of characters: Mo, my daughter, Gav, my son.
I'm trying to keep my friends list slim. I don't have time to read the journals I have on there now as it is. So please don't be offended if I don't add you. I do go read the journals of people who've added me from time to time, but I don't usually add new ones unless I know you in r/l or something like that. If you're new to reading my LJ, please go read my Boundaries Post. You are welcome to friend me, no need to ask permission, but a "hello" comment is nice. The majority of my entries are public.
Blurbs about bifemmefatale: "you are just like a candy box: you think you know what's in there, only to discover there's way more depth and coolness than you'd first suspected..." and
"You have the rarest of gifts: you can disagree with someone without being disagreeable. You have this bright, pure intelligence that just beams off the page. You own who you are and put it all out there for the world to see: and you don't shy away from life when it gets complicated. You love your daughter SO MUCH and you come to issues from a place of deep compassion and understanding.
You're passionate. I imagine you'd be terrifying in a fury! But when you love someone, it seems like they really know they're loved, and I admire that in you." both from cbpotts
"Bifemmefatale once bought me a wee growling shark, which now lives in my car, because she is made of all things awesome. Then we looked at dead things in jars, drank a bottle of wine, and I fell asleep in the park. It was the best day ever." - meetzemonsta
shameless i cannot name this/i cannot explain this/and i really don't want to/just call me shameless/i can't even slow this down/let alone stop this/and i keep looking around/but i cannot top this
if i had any sense/i guess i'd fear this/i guess i'd keep it down/so no one would hear this/i guess i'd shut my mouth/and rethink a minute/but i can't shut it now/'cuz there's something in it
we're in a room without a door/and i am sure without a doubt/they're gonna wanna know/how we got in here/and they're gonna wanna know/how we plan to get out/we better have a good explanation/for all the fun that we had/'cuz they are coming for us, baby/they are going to be mad/they are going to be mad at us
this is my skeleton/this is the skin it's in/that is, according to light/and gravity/i'll take off my disguise/the mask you met me in/'cuz i got something/for you to see/just gimme your skeleton/give me the skin it's in/yeah baby, this is you/according to me/i never avert my eyes/i never compromise/so never mind/the poetry
i gotta cover my butt 'cuz i covet/another man's wife/i got to divide my emotions/between wrong and right/then i get to see how close i can get to it/without giving in/then i get to rub up against it/till i break the skin/rub up against it/till i break the skin/they're gonna be mad at us/they're gonna be mad at me and you/yeah, they're gonna be mad at us/and all the things we wanna do/they're gonna be mad at us/they're gonna be mad at me and you/ they're gonna be mad at us/and all the things we like to do
just please don't name this/please don't explain this/just blame it all on me/say i was shameless/say i couldn't slow it down/let alone stop it/and say you just hung around/'cuz you couldn't top it (lyrics copyright Ani DiFranco)