What exactly is a bippimousie?

Different people would supply different answers.

Her librarian, for instance would classify her as "That one girl who got banned from our public facility for a year for climbing on the shelves." Bippimousie, however, would defend herself by saying it's not her fault that she is deprieved in the height section and can't find step stools for her life.

Her mother, undoubtedly would say sheleaves things on the floor and sleeps to late and eats entirely too much junk food. To that, the bippimousie has no comment.

Her sister, when asked, would simply shake her head sadly and walk away. The bippimousie shakes her fist angrily.

The bippimousie is a self-proclaimed wood-nymph who enjoys climbing trees and onto roofs. She writes, arts, and plays her cello furiously in her spare time. She loves every comment and wishes she could bake cookies forthose kind soulsthat leave one (or two...or three if the mood possesses. )...unless they are flames, in which case she hopes they slip on a banana peel in the most embarassing manner. If she could, she would do a jig for every reviewer...however, she can't. So, said reviewers must settle for picturing the bippimousie dancing for them in their heads. (Mostly it will look like a moderately crazy girl flailing her arms around in vague movements.)

She loves making new friends and would be estatic if people contacted her via Y!M at bippimousie, or visited her livejournal for more craziness. She doesn't bite, she promises...at least not hard.

She salutes you all heartily and bids you good day. Loves to you all as well as many sloppy kisses!