chezanne was born in a bustling bazaar just west of East Bangladesh, which I guess puts it somewhere in Central Bangladesh, on 131st Street and Main. Left to fend for herself, she got by on her wits, selling naughty hood ornaments whittled from old fence posts and stealing the odd plantain for breakfast. Enticed by the steel-blue eyes of a passing carnival barker, she hit the road, getting by on her wits and selling naughty hood ornaments whittled from petrified elephant dung and stealing the odd honeydew for lunch. Eventually her travels brought her to Austria, where in an effort to get the carnival top billing in the annual Strudel Parade she turned the Von Trapp children over to local authorities. Impressed, the German Intelligence Agency enlisted her help in international espionage operations, until finally, on assignment in the Deep South . . .okay, I confess. I borrowed this from Sep's bio at TVWOP. (Don't be mad, Sep! Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery!!) To learn my actual bio, visit my websites; the link should be on this page somewhere . . .

creating and maintaining websites, reading, listening to music, singing, watching movies and television, working (to pay the bills), studying (to better myself), cooking vegetarian dishes . . .