She ventured to college in the smallest town, unrelated to everything she could possibly be familiar with outside of being on the west coast, and proceeded to study, imbibe, study, stage manage, work, study, and imbibe some more. 

 

Her Junior year she wandered to a sister school across the country which infected her with the wonders, amazement, and surprising simplicity of New York.  Here she learned many valuable lessons such as how to bill a therapist with insurance from 3000 miles away, how to survive a three story fall with her infamous Maruca ass, how to bail someone out of jail, etc.  Yet somehow she managed to get her one and only 4.0 semester and Dean's list props (and no, it wasn't because she worked for the Dean :)).

 

In 2001, after four long years of drinking too much, working too much, studying just enough, and spending way too much time and energy to not officially have Drama declared as a minor in the theatre, Andyi finally graduated with a dual degree.

 

She moved home for all of three weeks, then learned the art of couch surfing.  Well there was one couch, and it lasted a year.  She got a job at a local youth shelter, and finagled her way onto the very day shift Kristy looked forward to having shift exchange with every week.  She moved on to work w/ Juvenile Detention in Portland, and is now happily collecting taxes from very rich and very poor people.

 

Andyi spends her free time these days making the most out of her Playstation 2 (she even has a personal trainer on that thing), and talking to her cats.  She's working on her masterpiece novel, which should be available in trash novel style paperback on store shelves in approximately 12 years (the 20th anniversary of the semi-fictional events).