My husband took a picture of me. I can't take normal pictures. I tilted my head and smiled an unnatural smile. Then on April 5, 1996, I decided to sketch myself from that picture. I did a poor job on my clothes, so all your seeing is my face. I don't know how that brown thing got over my eye. It's called Beans because that's on of my friends nicknames for me.

© 1996 beanpole