I'm a 26-year-old woman who enjoys reading, writing and meeting interesting people. When I'm not working at my 3-to-11 newspaper job, I'm usually catching up on lost sleep or out at a bar having one, two or more drinks.

Journalism is my religion.
Edna Buchanan's alter ego is my hero.
Five years ago my goal was to one day win a Pulitzer Prize. Today I wonder if papers will still be around 10 years from now.

I'm somewhat of a narcissist. I'm competitive, motivated and strong-willed. A former editor once told me that my ambition and drive to get the story does not make me unique. Let's see.. I don't trust editors, my mother fabricates and incompetent people really piss me off.

Guys named Hunter are immature. I've dated a lot of Ryans. Liam is a crappy name.

I have a dark sense of humor. Many people don't get it. I'm uncomfortable about unsolved mysteries. I'm intrigued by the unknown. I like being random.

My taste in music depends on my mood. A bad break-up five years ago had me listening non-stop to John Mayer. I had a thing for solo guitarists, like Mayor, Jason Mraz and Howie Day, during my college years, which wasn't too long ago. In high school I was hooked on Dave Matthews Band. I still love their music.

When I'm happy, I listen to Queen. When I'm mad or feel like raging, I listen to Smashing Pumpkins, Green Day, Pearl Jam and other rock music from the 90s. New Kids on the Block still make me weak in the knees.

I hate country music with a passion. Polka music gives me migranes.