My name is Anri, and I am a dynamic figure, often seen scaling walls in skintight leather and a cape. Wait, that's not me, that's my alter ego.
I like to read. Everything. I've got a thing for Clark Kent. I make 30-Minute brownies in 20 minutes. I only try new things if bullied into it with a rolled up newspaper. I hurl shoes at small moving objects with deadly accuracy. I'm darkly cynical yet somehow fluffy.
I know the exact location of every item in the supermarket. I believe in alternate dimensions and aliens. I can balance a checkbook in one hand. I bounce, dodge, weave and pounce with the skill of a ten-year old. I am ticklish in nearly every body part.
On weekends, to let off steam, I participate in full-contact origami. I can pilot bicycles up severe inclines with unflagging speed. I'm an equal opportunity flirt - if you breathe on a regular basis, I probably have a crush on you. I suffer from a surplus of personality.
I'm always ecstatic, but nothing ever sticks to me. I have been caller number 9 and won the free tickets. I am an expert in stucco, a veteran in love, and an outlaw in Peru. I'm a cross dresser - deciding what to wear can make me angry.
Also: King Kong has hidden 99 bananas in this profile. Can you find them before they explode?