Hi. I’m Amanda. I don’t get paid enough at the not-for-profit organisation for which I work as a general dirty red commie do-gooder communicator. I like to read, travel, and eat dessert. I’m learning to love to cook, but fear that I will never be as good a cook as my mother. I plan to steal every chubby-cheeked baby that I come across. My life goal is to own a pair of tights in every colour of the rainbow.
High on the list of things I like would be obsessively analysing and plotting every aspect of my career path, being stingy with my money, being an anally retentive organiser and clean freak, and embarrassing you in public. I have a tendency to turn nouns into adjectives and verbs, thanks to Joss Whedon’s influence. You are all jealous of my cat Mr Fitzwilliam Darcy, who just happens to be the most handsome cat in the world.
I also blog sporadically and am on Twitter, Facebook or LiveJournal.