I always stumble when trying to define and quantify the magic that is trish, that numinous noogie of me. I can promise that I'm unique. I can definately promise that I'm a surprise... usually...and an open book always. I mostly prefer to live in the bush, away from pretty much everyone... but then the time comes where i do crave the companionship of likeminded individuals. In those moments, I'm told I'm caring, kind, funny, wierd, tallented, a clutz, a bit of a talker (hehe...) and sarcastic.