Kaeren is one of my only female friends (aside from my sister, who doesn't really count, since we're related and all... I mean, she's still my best friend, but when it comes to females who are not bound to me by blood, I don't really know many.... and I don't even like most of the ones I do know. I have another female friend, but she lives 50 miles away and has a kid and can't stand most of the stuff I'm into, so needless to say, we don't hang out much.) ANYWAY....
I love this lady. Anyone who knows her will understand why. Kaer's got hella attitude, and yet she's the sweetest person I know. There's not a mean cell in her body -- she's even civil to people who have given her every reason in the world to be a bitch. Even though she's way sweet, she's not a pushover. She commands respect and she gets it. She's more woman than I'll ever be.... and she's the best drunk you could ever hope to drink with. Kaer is a self-contained celebration, a party waiting to happen, and even with all this frivolity, she's one of the smartest people I know. Kaer is über cyber, and she knows all about 'puters and software and hardware and networks and webpages and stuff.... She's a Software Test Engineer at Saros here in Seattle. And she's all heavy into trance/techno/electro/industrial music, too.... She does a webzine called Skinless and she's lived all over the place, so she knows mass cool people who think she's cool right back, because she is.
One thing I'll tell you right now, though, is that no matter how rad you think Kaer is, DO NOT become some crazy netstalker, ok? That just ain't cool, fool. She's already got enough of them without you. You'd just get thrown on the ever-growing pile of lost, sorry souls, and then you'll never score, ya wanker. As if you had a chance, anyway....
This is Kaer and some clown that was all
tryin' to snag her style and shit. Kaer ain't got no 'fro,
though....
This is Kaer when we got back to her place after partying at Cafe
Hiro for New Year's 1996-7.
