Meet the peta2 Staff: Nicole

Hometown: Bloomsburg, Pennsylvania (a.k.a. Bumblef*ck, PA)

Fave bands: Nightmare of You, Taking Back Sunday, Bright Eyes, The Used, Incubus, My Chemical Romance, The Cure, and The Beatles, and if I don’t send a shout out to AFI (my dear mom’s favorite band), I would never hear the end of it from her or Patricia.

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About me: Let’s see … I tend to ramble, so I’ll make this as short and sweet as possible—quite the ironic pun, considering I’m 4 feet 10 ½ inches tall and just as sweet as can be. I interview some of your favorite athletes and bands and write features for peta2.com. I love rooting for underdogs and will always speak up on their behalf. Although it may sound corny—get used to it, because I am the biggest dork you will ever meet in your life—my world revolves around my doggies (Bailey, Jack, and PJ), my kitties (Kingston, Monroe, and Sebastian), and my lovely, supportive mom, who is so totally kick ass that she gets mistaken for my sister on a regular basis.   

I like: Going to shows, eating chocolate and peanut butter melted together, drinking caramel lattes, and spending time with my family (two- and four-legged). To say I am a Duke basketball fanatic is putting it lightly, and as a result of my tendency to become verbally nasty during games, I cannot watch them play with others. I sadly must admit that I am also a bit of a telly junkie. My TV is tuned into Fuse 90 percent of the time, and the other 10 percent is divided between my favorite crime dramas and reruns of Frasier. I told you I was a total dork!

I hate: Abuse, discrimination, and stereotypes. On a lighter note, I also hate mushy foods and the UNC Tar Heels!     

Why you went veg: So here’s my touching story: I was driving down the highway one day when I saw all these white fluffy things flying around. I realized that the white “things” were coming from an open truck that was ahead of me. As I got closer, I realized that the truck was carrying chickens, piled one on top of the other. There must have been hundreds of chickens smashed into the back of the truck. I had to pull off the highway because I was in tears. That was eight years ago, and I haven’t looked back since.

Any phobias? Germs, germs, and germs! I am the craziest hardcore germaphobe you will ever meet in your life. 

Who is the prettiest boy in the world? First place goes to Kingston (see above), and then I’d go with Brandon Boyd—he is oh so pretty.

What is the first rule of Fight Club? What “fight club”?