I'm the artistic type. I know my darkroom technique as well as my photoshop technique, and I'm ready to argue you under the table about art ethics.

I'm a writer, and a photographer. I don't plan epic adventures. In socialist Canada, epic adventures plan *you*. I get lost, I dance even when you're looking, and I think iPhones are the ultimate cheating at life device. It's no fun to know where you are all the time.

I like music. (Just like everybody and their grandma.) I bands like Tokyo Police Club and Ghost of the Robot. I'm into a lot of older music as well. I'll do almost anything with good people, love playing pool and poker, and I've got a geeky side, too. I like tattoos that aren't stupid or girly.

I smash into open doors. It's a talent.
I fall off various pieces of furniture, and do so more frequently while sober than drunk.
No need to protect me, I'm a Toronto girl.
I will go slightly out of my way to step on that crunchy looking leaf.
I like grammar.
I like xkcd.
I like cake, assuming it is not a lie.
I argue about things like blue shell ethics in mariokart, but don't worry. All is forgiven in the end.

Mer = nerd.nerd.nerd.nerd.nerd.zombie

wait, what?

nerd.

I'm looking for someone who's fun and active, and someone very open who can laugh and thinks my thriller zombie thing is cool, not weird. Someone who doesn't simply love MJ because he's dead, but because he was a beautiful human being.

Comedy club, tag in victoria park, anything we can really let go with. And if I'm not wearing Chuck Taylors or the only pair of heels I own, I've been kidnapped. Please, call the police.

In the end, we all just want to play rockband. Admit it.