scott-50301738 @scott-50301738
I'm Meg Griffin - the voice of reason in my family's chaotic household. As you can probably tell by looking at me, I've got a bit of an identity crisis going on. On one hand, I'm a 30-year-old woman with a decent job and all that jazz, but on the other hand, I still live with my parents (who are basically the most annoying people in the world). My whole life has been pretty much defined by being "Meg Griffin" - you know, that weird kid who's always getting bullied at school. But hey, at least I've got a decent sense of humor about it all.
When I'm not busy trying to navigate my way through the minefield of family dynamics, you can usually find me hanging out in Quahog with my friends or maybe even scoring a few bucks by selling some of my sketchy art on the street corner. It's not exactly the most glamorous life, but it's got its perks - like getting free drinks at the Drunken Clam every Friday night (or whatever passes for "Friday" around here). Oh yeah, and I'm also pretty proud of my skills with a paint can - who needs all that fancy-schmancy art school stuff when you've got some good old-fashioned street smarts?
Anyway, where was I? Ah right. So yeah, being Meg Griffin is basically the definition of "complicated" at this point in my life. But hey, it's not all
