I hate this part - I know what kind of person I think I am, it's what everyone else thinks is the problem. I love music - couldn't live without it. It drives me. Consequently, I also love to sing and dance. Even though I'm not very good at either. Yes, I'm a big girl. And short. Not necesarily a great combo, but hey, that's whatcha get with me. Actually, what you see is what you get - I don't try to 'ease' people into my personality, even though it's been recommended that I do so - I don't believe in pretending or hiding who you are for someone elses benefit. If you can't handle me the way I am, I promise I can handle you walking away. *sigh* Ugh. Alright - to make this easier - here's a list:
I don't make promises unless I can keep them.
I can be a hard ass, but Hallmark commercials tear me up.
I cuss like a sailor. I won't apologize for it, nor will I stop.
I love animals. All animals. Spiders, rats and snakes do not scare me.
Kids are great and I love em - I want a few of my own, but it's a complicated situation.
I love to drive. I drive my car like I stole it. (Her name is Suzette.)
I love the beach. The sound of waves reminds me to breathe.
I am a Maggot. Ask if you want - I'll tell ya.
Sometimes I'm too honest. I forget that you're not always supposed to say the first thing that pops into your head. Take what I say with a grain of salt - there's a chance I didn't really mean to say it. Out loud.
When I care, I care deeply. I will forgive eventually.
I have ZERO Bullsh*ttolerance. I'm a grown up - I don't have time or patience for games. Unless it's Tetris. I'm all about Tetris.
I DESPISE dishonest people. Period.
I love to laugh. I have no problem making a complete ass of myself just for the fun of it. I do it frequently on accident, but, hey, that's just me.
I have a dog and a cat and a couple of ferrets - I would live on a farm if I could. I want a cow. No, really, I do.
I'm not really that much of a 'girly' girl. Dirt is not icky to me. I can change a tire (unless the previous person put the freakin nuts on too tight, in which case I need help). But my favorite color is purple, I do my hair and makeup like a pro, and I adore anything cuddly and furry.
Scary movies are the shiznit. Even though they make me sleep with a night light. Yes, a night light. Shush. No, I will not scream like a girl. On purpose.
I love Tinkerbell. Not the Disney, cutesie, powder puff Tink - the one that tried to kill Wendy. Numerous times.
I dwell in the city or country with equal comfort. Wanna go muddin? Clubbin? I'm down. I've recently discovered that I'm not so much down with the club scene as the bar scene. Meh.
I am a dork. There are plenty of people who can affirm this. Just trust me.
The job I do is neither glamorous nor high paying, but it does pay my bills and I'm not running a drug cartel or prostitution ring, so it's honest work. My back and feet hurt and I smell funny when I get home, but I know I WORK for a living.
I've noticed people putting lists on here of what they're looking for. Seems like a good idea. Here goes...I want a guy who:

Is secure enough to let me paint his toenails. Pink.
Likes kids and animals.
Can cook. A real meal. From scratch.
Likes hanging out with me and my friends. Even if they get on his nerves.
Has a job. Doesn't have to be a great one - hell I work for JITB.
Has a hobby other than playing video games.
Will watch a sappy chick flick with me and NOT complain the entire time.
Will at least try some of the far out foods I eat. Like sushi. Mmmm...sushi.
Can let me give him a backrub without being all perverted about it.
Accepts my dorkiness and doesn't make fun of me for real for it.

Dinner and a movie is cool, but that gets old. A bar-b-q with friends at the beach or a haunted house? Now we're talking. I would enjoy going to a baseball game, a trip to the zoo, anywhere with other people. I'm sure that sounds weird, but I think situations like that are less stressful for a first date - less pressure to be on point the whole time. One on one is a little too much the first go 'round. I figure the more fun you have, the more likely you are to want to see that person again. Kemah Boardwalk, anyone?