I'm disturbingly in love with my cats and throughly owned by said cats and 1 rabbit. I am an up and coming cat-lady. I have the cats - and am currently biding my time until I can get my own creepy house out in the middle of nowhere, with the quizessential porch, rocking chair, and shotgun.

I'm frighteningly quiet, introspective, introverted, and perhaps outwardly boring, and so painfully shy, people probably want to shake me.
However, I am nuts. Just another pathetic tortured soul. cynicism and sarcasm are my sanity.
let's see: I'm vegan(yes, one of those), ex-livejournal whore, idiocy greatly disturbs me and Philosophy is a great time passer but bores me at times. Same with Perl.

I dislike the sun - It makes things unbearibly hot, and is unbearably bright, and burns me. Tans are the devil.

So posting that 'everyone eventually wants to know how crazy you are' thing was just stupid.
Whoever thought up the idea that crazy is cool, should be stocked and humilated and have rotten tomatos thrown at them.

There's some idea that I'm planning on taking over the world with an Aussie, pink ponies, and evil battle-snowmen.

Rest assured, there will be lots of mayhem.

Being a ninja - what are YOU doing?

Being in love with my banjo and fiddle.

procrastination and avoidance.

climbing trees and trampsing through the woods barefoot.

Making out with my cat - he looks at me funny.

I don't wanna be a pie

Wait! people don't notice my kind

Illuminatus Trilogy, Hitchhiker's Guide, Free the Animals

http://www.markfiore.com/animation/agenda.html

Donnie Darko, Stigmata, Kill Bill, Pootie Tang, Kung Fu Soccer, Finding Nemo, Super Troopers.

political punk...usually older hardcore..or stuff that is catchy..or just plain amuses the hell out of me.

I also like polka and mountain music.

spirituality, my animals, obnoxiously loud and ugly colors mashed together in my wardrobe(or obnoxiously boring black and gray), my camera, trees to climb, and a bit of insanity.

mmmm...brains..

I spend a lot of time thinking about blowing this joint (up?? - I mean...)

Shaving is for sheep.

Oh wait...that's shearing.

Damn.

I refuse to change my response to the now defunct "who would you like to trade brains with" question.

I haven't scared you off...or for some reason you're still reading...

If you want to do stuff....like bike around, go hiking or running or lounge and listen to Billie Holiday on record...I'm gettin' kind of bored here.