I was born in Grand Rapids, Michigan at a very young age. My family lived there for a short time before moving to Las Vegas, Nevada to become showgirls. Near the end of my kindergartern year, we moved to Kelso, Washington so that I could attend the third school of my brief public education career and establish a pattern of shy, anti-social, pants-wetting behavior that haunts me to this very day.
We lived in Kelso until Mt. Saint Helens erupted across the street and seriously freaked out my mother, who decided we should return to our roots. So by 2nd grade, I found myself freezing my wet pants off in Bedford and then Delton, Michigan. Toward the end of my 3rd grade year or so, my mother decided that our roots were way too freaking cold, and we moved back to Las Vegas. We remained in Vegas until I graduated from Chaparral High School in 1991.
I began college at the University of Nevada, Reno in the fall of 1991. A bunch of stuff happened there. After graduating with my degree in psychology in 1996, I suffered some sort of head trauma that caused me to believe that I would like to live in West Virginia and enrolled in West Virginia University's doctoral program in behavioral psychology. That lasted about a year, and then I spent a year in Seattle working as an instructional designer before returning to the University of Nevada for graduate school in 1998. I left Nevada's doctoral program in behavioral psychology after completing my master's degree in in 2000. Ever the glutton for punishment, I then decided to go for the grad school hat trick and enrolled in my third doctoral program in August 2000. In December 2004 I once again returned to my alarmingly cold roots by moving to Kalamazoo, MI to begin a faculty position in the Psychology Department at Western Michigan University. And yesterday I had a burrito for lunch.