"The individual has always had to struggle to keep from being overwhelmed by the tribe. If you try it, you will be lonely often, and sometimes frightened. But no price is too high to pay for the privilege of owning yourself. "
~Friedrich Nietzsche~
01-22-08
Still with boyfriend. This year's class is Super Bike School.
06-24-07 Ok, this profile is a bit of a mess. It's got a mix of leftovers from before I decided to be exclusive with someone, but I liked what I wrote, so keeping some of it anyway. Yup, my victim has so far survived a few months of torture. Bungee chords are apparently pretty effective in preventing a guy from being able to run faster than me.
Be a little brave and say hi. (Yes, that does include Native American Midgets also.)
No, the snake is not mine. That's from the Chicago Reptile Show. I sold the black bike and bought the sport bike you see. Yes, it's mine. ALLLLL MINE... WEEEEEE!!!!!
Aspirations: Goddess
Until then: Compulsive liar who absolutely hates fun. Completely dorky, somewhat nerdy, has absolutely no grace (my only case of road rash came from tripping over my own two feet while walking and wearing shorts), forgets what day of the week it is, has arguments in my own head....... ok....yup, I'm awfully lucky I met someone.
The person I'd like to meet: Since I've currently met someone and am happy in my relationship, I'm looking for entertaining friends. I'm not into drama or being your personal support system, and those who bi*tch incessantly need not apply. Let's go hiking or some sort of physical activity, or have a beer, or go see a band or just hang out. Those with a unique wit are high on my list.
Programming makes more sense to me than instant pudding (yes, I actually did screw up making instant pudding). I can get a little obsessive about motorcycles and music. I quit smoking on 6/30/2007. I still want a cig like you wouldn't believe.
The test for who I'd date/meet/hang with:
1. Blank stare at one of my jokes --- you'd get one date at least because you're cute.
2. Regular laugh --- two dates because you probably didn't get it anyway and are faking it, and I'll figure that out by the second date.
3. Spurt beer two feet out of your nose, just narrowly missing me --- You'd get a few more dates, or a regular beer drinking buddy, because making people's beer go up their nose amuses me.
4. Just barely manage to hold the beer in, face turning red, tears running down face...hold it....hold it...........ok, swallow. Take a deap breath....come back with a smart assed remark....you successfully get the same reaction out of me ---- Ok, lets get married and make strange children with 12 toes and 11 fingers. (No, you're not required to drink beer or to even want kids.)
I’ve come to the conclusion that dating sucks big, fat, hairy moosedick (Got a visual yet?) Am I going to quit?…ermmm, probably not. I’m sure hoping that doesn’t relate me in any way to moosedick (shudder) My dad is probably rolling over in his grave right now. I grew up in a town named****yville (often referred to as****essville by neighboring towns) and went to a Catholic grade school whose mascot is the Trojans....ok, now, what is wrong with that picture? So, I blame it all on my dad for placing me in that environment.
Time to hit an all new low. I just realized I have the words**** swallow, sex, and some bondage going on in the date. Geez, this isn't me, and I even managed to write this one all by myself. I'm really just harmless and razz the world to no end.
Blessed are the cracked, for it is they who let in the light.
Be a little brave and say hi.
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11-05-06 update
Give me a guy who talks to jello, pees on squirrels, compulsively masturbates in the tampon isle at the store, obsesses about the length of his armpit hair, and thinks about beaming hamsters into the middle of walls with a thermonuclear particle transducer any day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :-)
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01-18-07 Update
I've managed to get into a recording studio class this semester. Yayy!!! Don't be disheartened if it takes a bit for me to respond.
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03-14-07
Ok, another update. I'm getting the feeling that people aren't really getting to know me by what I've written in my profile. Basically, I'm the chic you could go hiking with, hang out and have a few beers with, or with enough forewarning I can dress to the hilt for a fancy evening out. I have a lot of hobbies to keep me busy. For those looking for romantic interest, that doesn't mean I ignore who I'm with. Once in a relationship, I put a lot of focus on the relationship. Now getting me to a relationship is another story. I move very cautiously in that area.
I'm a bit of a geek, educated with a BA in Music (theory, composition, and orchestration) and an AAS in Computer Network Administration (support software currently), like the outdoors, and not really into sports. I like really good beer, but am not a party animal. I love discussions on a wide variety of topics. I can appreciate the strange as well as normal people. I like the occasional challenge, but nonconstructive criticism or being "pushed" will cause me to go my own way.
First, you must meet the lizard. If he ignores you, then you're safe. If he nods, then I know you'll be exciting. If he tries to kill you, I'll know you're not the one. Assuming you're still alive, then I'll strap you, kicking and screaming, to the back of my bike with bungee cords. We'll ride straight to the courthouse and get divorced, so that's not a thing that would have to be worried about in the future. I'll just drive the motorcycle right in so that you can't run away....I'm just that kind of a devoted kind of gal. :-p After that, we'll have to hit a drive through for dinner. (for you silly, not me. I'll at least not let you starve). If your face shield is closed just right, the burger should stay balanced so you can nibble as we ride. Then it's off to Texas to start an iguana farm and live happily ever after. The only way to get out of this is to laugh uproariously at my jokes....otherwise, it's bungee cords for you, buddy.
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