About

Zobabe is a bit of a tortured soul who cares an awful lot about animals and cries at car commercials. She is pretty much self-employed and loves the fact that she can sleep late when she needs to and actually see what noon looks like from outside rather than from a classroom window.

If you ask her, she’ll talk about most anything, but you have to ask. She only presses her opinion unasked on her blog, and in real life is quite shy, danged funny, and prone to bouts of moodiness.

Her soft spot is between her shoulderblades: scratch her there and you can get her to do almost anything for you.