More Than You Ever Wanted to Know About Lyme

Here's the vital stuff, everything you never wanted to know about Lyme, etc, etc, and so forth.


Born: Chicago Area, IL, in January 1982

Height: 6 foot. Seriously. I'm not kidding, I really am that tall. I am, however, shrinking due to arthritis.

Sex: I can't believe I actually have to put this up here. For some reason, I come off as incredibly masculine on the Internet. I have no idea why... but, where it comes down to it, Lymey is the FEMALE of the species. Dammit.

Residence - Past, Present, and Future: I was born in Illinois. At age 7, I moved to Singapore. No, I have not been caned, do not know anyone who has been caned, and never have seen anyone being caned. If you ask me again, I will fucking beat you. Y'dig? When I was 9, we then moved to Florida, which is still the best place I've ever lived. At 14, we moved to Alabama, where we stayed for one year, nine months. Surprisingly, Alabama wasn't that bad. Texas was, and is, worse. We moved there exactly six days before my 16th birthday. So, you can imagine how thrilled I was about that. I'd just made friends, had to leave them behind, and move to Hell - er, I mean, Texas. In June of 2002, I moved back to Tallahassee to go to FSU. I moved again (just to a better apartment) in July of 2004, and now that I'm done with school and have a job at FDLE (Florida Department of Law Enforcement) I plan on sticking here a while.

The Name: I'm not going to tell you my real name. Seriously, if you want to know it that badly, if you do a little digging on this site, you should be able to find it in no time flat. However, let me explain where the name 'Lyme BloodTalon' came from. I started using this nick back in early 1997, when I played on a gMUD called Furcadia. I wanted a name that had something to do with the color green... and ended up with Lyme (Yes, all the other possibles were pretty much already claimed). BloodTalon came a few weeks later, when I joined a guild that had yet to be named. Well, we were doing a vote... and one of the choices that I added to the pot, off the top of my head, was BloodTalon. It won the vote, and, hence, the BloodTalons were born on Furcadia. Well, times pass, things happen, so on and so forth. The BloodTalons died out on Furcadia - mostly because the vets (people who'd been there for a loooong time) were leaving. Eventually, I too, left Furcadia, but the name stuck with me, and it still does. Oh, BTW, I've heard the 'Lyme disease', 'Key Lyme Pie' and 'Lyma bean' jokes 3 million times. Come up with something more orignial, why doncha?

Schooling: Lymey graduated high school in 2000. Since then, I spent 2 years at UNT, 2 more at FSU, and is done as of December 2004.

Family: Yes, I have one. A mom, a dad, a sister. I don't live with them. I do however live with my dog, The Mango, and my 5 rats: Yuki, Chi, Boogersnot, Akuma no Pantsu, and the baby, Usopp.

Diseases: No, I am not kidding. This section really is about diseases. Lymey is severely myopic. I mean, really, horrifically, badly myopic. I can see maybe 3 inches clearly in front of my face without my contacts in. Then, there's the diabetes. It runs in my family, so, of course, I've got it. And, of course, the coup de grace, PCOS. Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome. That basically means that my body doesn't produce certain hormones correctly. Too much estrogen, and not enough progesterone, which makes my testosterone levels shoot up, and results in several unpleasant side effects. Side effects like, hair loss, growing facial hair, extremely fucked up periods, cysts on the ovaries... luckily, I have managed to avoid the hair problems. No, I do not have a beard. Oh, and, isn't this fun - PCOS is co-morbid with diabetes. I'll honestly be surprised if I live past 55. Oh, yeah. I also got diagnosed fairly recently with Asperger's Syndrome. This means I'm a high-functioning autistic. If you wanna know more, go over to the links section.

Physical Characteristics: Because some of you might want to know what I look like. I dye my hair red. It's normally this horribly icky dirty brownish-blonde color, which looks terminally greasy. Dying it removes this problem. My eyes, well, are, uh, weird. They *were* hazel, but these days, they are looking more and more green. I don't know, maybe it's just me. Oh, yeah, I'm fat, too. Does that shock you? Make you think less of me? Well, fuck you. I'm comfortable with it, so deal.