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Where do you live:

Seattle, WA; Olympia, WA; Vancouver, WA; Portland, OR; [Soon] Santiago, Chile

Relationship Status:

In a Relationship

About Me:

I’m Jami. I call my blog my trashcan. It's where I dump the ridiculous thoughts cluttering my brain. Sometimes they’re nonsense. Sometimes they’re funny. Sometimes they’re insightful. Mostly they’re useless to me, except in the context that they’ve managed to keep this blog going for some time now.

Here are the things you must know about me:

I’m a northwest girl. I love rain, trees, mountains, beaches, and slivers of sun.
I’m basically a politico. And I’ve reluctantly admitted to liking it.
I’m a music junkie, but a lazy one. I fall behind the crowd, which is fine by the anti-hipster in me.
I’m moving to Santiago, Chile February 24, 2011 for 10 months.
Coffee is my lifesource.
There’s nothing I like more than a seasonal micro-brew.
But gin and tonics are my drink of choice.
I write fiction sometimes.
I love books, but it appears I read better on my Kindle.
I suck at photography, but I also find it addicting.
TV on DVD is the best thing to happen ever. Next to torrenting.

My life is about trying live up to the hype. The hype from my family, my friends who expect so much from me, and the hype I’ve given myself. It’s a hard life, but I do it for love. I love to laugh. I love to sing along. I love to hear your stories. I love made up words. I have a tendency to fall in love with everything around me, to be quite honest.

Website:

http://jaminicole.com

Other blogs and Social Media:

http://www.twitter.com/jaminicole, http://trickstersyndicate.wordpress.com, http://ohthatwassoreal.wordpress.com

Age:

25

How long have you been blogging:

If you count the LiveJournal phase (which I don't tend to), then around 10 years. If choose to ignore that, good for you, and a little over a year.

Fill in the blank: "People who like _________ will love my blog!"

me, pictures, words, etc.

What makes you different from other bloggers?

Probably just the fact that I'm willing to admit we're all the same.