Brief Stuff about Trish...a.k.a. 'Kitty', 'China', 'Babs', and 'Red'...but please, call me 'Trish'...

I was introduced to the Shanty, New Year's of '96...and I've never looked back, (except once or twice...longingly...sometimes crying myself to sleep.)

Despite what my self proclaimed 'omnipotent' room-mates may claim, I do sleep...that's what mornings are for...if they do in fact exist. In fact, I tend to whole heartedly deny their existence, as I've never actually witnessed the 'glories of a sensational sunrise'. I guess I'm a true agnostic in all aspects of life. I would like to also deny the existence of that wholey unnatural entity known as 'Dan H.', as I refuse to believe that my mind could possibly invent something quite so vile.

Editorial Note: Patricia has recently returned to life at the Anti. She should also update her page, although most of this information is not, in fact, dated. However, I would like to note that mornings have become synonymous with getting up and going to work...


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