The Ransom of a Flower

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beneath the good and the kind and the stupid and the cruel...

So you've come here to find out more about me. Okay. I think I can handle that. There's not a whole lot to tell, I suppose, relatively speaking. I mean, everyone has a story, an intricate, fascinating story, but very few people have the time to learn about it. So I'll keep this short and sweet, out of respect for your busy schedule. Come to think of it, don't you have something else you should be doing right now? After all, you don't even know me. Why spend so much time here? I'll never know. But... thanks, I guess. It's reassuring to know that at least people are interested in someone other than themselves. Anyway, this is way too much ado about nothing. Let's begin...

We'll begin your education of me with a picture.

Followed by my name:

Alison Alexandra-Louise Parker Michel

And other factual details about my existence, including...

My birthdate: 13 March 1981
My height: 5' 6" but I'm working on 5' 8" .. hopefully.
My eyes: blue
My hair: red and curly, though currently more of a deep blackberry
My bionomial nomenclatural classification: Homo sapien
My shoe size: 9
My astrological sign: Pisces
Religious preference: Agnostic
(Church of Mr. Smalvary excepted)

I suppose the greatest clues to my personality lie within what I choose to put in this site. So rather than pointedly explain every tiny idiosyncrasy housed within this girl, I'll just let you discover them for yourself during the course of your browsing. Do note, however, that one of those little peculiarities of mine has just been revealed. Did you catch it?

And now, we continue on with the rest of this site... Perhaps you'd like to ....

... read something I've written?

... discover which musicians I like?
... check out some of my favorite authors?
... learn about Alison's College Tour '98?
... see some more pictures of me?
... or some pictures of my friends?

... meet some of my friends?
... see my Absolut Vodka ad collection?
... find out what I did last summer?
... sign or read my guestbook?
... get the hell out of here?

Or if you really just want to make me happy, you can send me some email.