What's been said about me

Since I'm just starting this little blog, maybe I should go into a few things about myself and some of the things that have been said about me.

I have a few addictions. Music, The Cheesecake Factory, the minds of men & women, and spending money on anyone I love. A few of these "addictions" have gotten me into some trouble in the past. You try being a diabetic addicted to the Cheesecake Factory! But I'm working on them, and hope to start making progress soon.

During the course of my time in the blogispere I'm sure that one things will become perfectly clear: I AM OUT OF MY DAMN MIND SOMETIMES! This is not to say that there isn't usually something logical behind my insanity, there is, but following the path my mind may be taking at any particular time may get a little dizzying for most. But more about that later.

I've been told that I am funny and posses a warped sense of humor. I agree with that. I've been called a crazy bitch. I do not agree with that. The problem is that I am sometimes a little too honest for ones liking, and that leads to name calling by those unable to handle the truth about themselves or effectively express their opposition to whatever it is I said about them.
I've been called the coolest chick ever. I can somewhat agree with that. Personally, I think my best friend is waaayyy cooler than I am. I have also been told that my name fits me perfectly. Well it should, it's hard to live down a name like Diva!
But you know what they say about opinions. And pretty soon, whomever reads this thing will form their own opinion of me.
But for the record, here are the facts:
I am in my 30's, single and have no children. I live in Virginia Beach but was born & raised in NYC. Biologically, I am an only child... But if I ever win the lottery, I'm buying a new family. (it can be done!) I have the unfortunate pleasure of working in a karaoke bar. It is both fun and horrible at the same time. Fun, because there is always someone entertaining to point and laugh at. Horrible, because some of the sounds that come from vocal chords cannot be classified as music. Some nights I go home with a terrible headache. Not to mention that I don't really like country music, and bad country music can always be heard at a karaoke bar! On my own, I am actually a pretty good singer. So it sometimes pains me when songs that I love are raped in such a public forum and I can do nothing about it!
I have a few people that I consider true friends, but most people recognize Barb as my best friend. Mostly because I tell everyone that she is. :) My oldest, closest friend is Stacy. These 2 women probably know me better than anyone else in existence.
I am honest, tactless, witty, abrasive and loving all at the same time. It's part of my charm.
Deal with it.