I like too many things. It's true.

This eventually leads to me not being able to do everything that I like, but writing is so high on my list that I manage to do so a lot. Write.

I happen to love singing, dancing, acting, playing the cello, composing (I'm all about music), reading (my family is almost medically concerned about my reading), way too many Tv shows, BONES (because it's separate from other Tv shows), travelling, swimming and couple more million other things.

Last year I discovered Bones. If you hate criticism of the show (ie Season 4, mainly) skip the next paragraph. I don't hate Bones, I'm just a little frsutrated.

Before this latest UPDATE, my profil read "I'm not going to start gushing about how great a show it is (even though it's SO GREAT!) because who has time to read a 200word essay?" but now I have to admit I have too many problems with the sloppy writing to really stand behind that statement. Bones used to be great, brilliant, new, hilarious, special, and a million other wonderful things. But I'm one of the fans who clings to that wonderful show of the 'before', and despite the fact that I will continue to watch the new episodes, my enthusiasm has waned significantly. Sorry guys, I used to get annoyed with the "Bones season 4 SUCKS!" routine, but now I find myself agreeing, with a couple of episode exceptions. Hopefully the writers get back in track with Season 5 and realise Season 1 was WAY funnier, yet managed to stay real.

So that's about it, I love writing, I love Bones, I love writing about Bones (and reading about it, there are so many brilliant authors here!), aaand... yes, that's about it.

A couple totally random facts about me: Next year I start medical school, I'm an actress on the side, I live in Spain (which means I have to wait till Thrusdays to see Bones! SO unfair!) even though I was born in California, and I speak 3 languages fluently (English, Catalan and Spanish). Why did I just write these? No idea. My mind is a scary place, filled with weird monologues, Booth in various stages of undress, music and once in a while, homework and exams. I sincerely hope you like my stories!

Cake is good.

Freshly baked chocolate-chip cookies are good.

Reviews are cake and freshly baked chocolate-chip cookies for me.

If you apply the complex mathematical equation, "Reviews" equal "Good for me!"

UPDATE: My dears, I should have updated this AGES ago, and I apologize for anybody who felt they were left in the lurch, but I am sadly no longer active in the Bones fandom (much as I still ADORE IT and will treasure my time there forever) which means I won't be producing content anymore. Deep Cover will remain unfinished for which I am truly, truly sorry!!! I cannot apologize enough for anyone who is disappointed. I love you all and every single comment was cherished deeply.