To sum myself up in one word: entertaining. If you're not smiling, I'm doing something wrong. Comedic and awkward moments are my passion; go ahead and laugh at me, I'll probably be laughing harder. The name's Cassie, not Casey. Embry-Riddle communications major at your service. I'll be your adventure guide to Volusia County. Together we'll be exploring the in's and out's of your area, searching for hidden treasures.
Sadly, Indiana Jones will not be accompanying me. Please keep your arms and legs inside the Local Spot excursion vehicle at all times. If you have a comment please speak freely, I'm always up for making things more interesting. I suppose you'd like to know a little about your fearless leader.
I've lived all over the country, getting my taste of life. Though a California valley-girl by birth, I throw off the stereotype: I don't say "like" an infinite amount of times in a single sentence, unless required. At the current moment, I call Rhode Island home. However, I'm sure that's bound to change; I've lost track of how many times I've moved. I guess you could call me a bit of a gypsy.
I bore easily, so finding new things suits me. I love the Red Sox and the Patriots. No, I do not say "pawk the caw," it's "park the car." Come to think of it, I don't really have an accent. I used to have a hint of a southern accent, but then my college roommate moved back to Kentucky. I'll still throw in a "y'all" every now and then though for good measure.
I'm basically a cauldron of conflicting interests. I love the "outdoorsy" stuff, but can never get enough couch potato time in. Exercising is awesome, yet I scarf down double cheeseburgers. I don't even want to know what my arteries might look like. I like lists.
Favorite Movie(s): The Patriot, Pretty Woman, and Forest Gump
Favorite Food(s): Pasta and Seafood
Favorite Music: Country
Favorite Attire: Jeans and flip-flops
Guilty Pleasure: Facebook and Twilight
Favorite Sport: Football
I can be a little scattered, if you haven't noticed. I eventually come full circle on everything though.
I plan on having fun and getting lost along the way. Feel free to join me, I'm sure I can entertain some aspect of your being. If I can't capture your interest, you can feed me to the gators. I mean this hypothetically, I'm pretty sure it's illegal and just downright mean to feed some girl, who thinks she's funny, to Florida's reptile.