FINE I'LL DO IT TOO.
How-do. My name is Shannon. I'm the oldest of four kids; I have two younger sisters and a younger brother. Born and raised in Kansas, and my mom went to KU, so November-March (April if we're lucky) is ALL KU BASKETBALL ALL THE TIME. I cried, literally cried, when we lost to Syracuse in the 2003 Championship Game. I also literally cried when we won in 2008.
I am amused that the first thing I thought of, after discussing my family, was the KU Jayhawks. So. That should tell you something.
Growing up I wanted to be an actress. I did school theater and was ~awesome. Then when it came time for college I randomly applied to USC's Film School amidst all my other applications to theater programs and was accepted. And got a scholarship and hella financial aid because hi, middle-class girl from a big square state. So I went to film school, and it was pretty fantastic. I specialized in post-production sound which means that I know how to make fake footsteps by crunching through old used film to make it sound like walking through grass, and I'm one of those annoying pedants who says "level" instead of "volume," and if you want to make someone's voice sound like it's coming out of a telephone all you have to do is cut out all the low-end. THESE ARE ALL CLEARLY USEFUL LIFE SKILLS.
Then I went to the University of Texas in Austin for grad school and learned how to be a screenwriter. Grad school was even more awesome than undergrad. I miss academia. It is a very safe, nurturing womb-type place for me. If the whole actually making movies things doesn't work out, I would be quite happy teaching screenwriting at a college somewhere. Of course, you pretty much have to sell something and be a professional screenwriter before any school will hire you, so it's kinda a Catch-22.
I love the following: science fiction. Julius Caesar. Sleeping with my window open on cold nights. Apple cider. Snuggling my kitty cats. Halloween. The internet. Reading while I eat. Television. Driving at night. Candles that smell good. Starting new hobbies I will eventually abandon.
When I was a very small kid, in the 6-8 year old range, I used to lie in bed at night and fantasize about walking. I would imagine waiting till my parents went to bed and the house got very quiet, then sneaking out of my room and packing my backpack with a change of clothes and some peanut-butter sandwiches. Then I would slip out the door and just start walking, on empty, moon-lit streets, never passing another person. Just walking. Sometimes, I will think about how much I would still like to do that, and decide that one day, I will. I will pack a bag and drive out to some lonely one-lane road late at night and I will just start walking. It will be great.( The rest of the days. )