I drink a sh*t ton of tea, I never go anywhere without a pen and scratch pad, I love forests and gothic cathedrals just about equally, I sing all the damn time, even in my sleep, and I am extremely disdainful of Rush Limbaugh and his trail-train of misogynist and racist asshats (This statement is here to weed the aforementioned asshats out of my inbox). Oh, and I am a reforming nail biter and potty mouth. For what it's worth, I still use crayons (but for legit adult purposes, i.e. writing notes to friends and making architectural vignettes). I've lived in new Orleans for six years, and I have found so many treasures here, both tangible and intangible. I am also OBSESSED with those violet-flavored candies and gum pieces, which most people say taste like soap.

I currently work for an architect in the Lower Garden District. I graduated from college in 2011 and I am planning on going to grad school within the next couple of years to get my masters in landscape architecture . On that note: I am a plant freak--my fruit trees grown from seed are kind of my babies and make for a really pretty balcony. Designing pools, roofscapes, and parks would be a dream job. Also, I sing early (i.e. 9th-16th century) music with a local group, as well as in church choir and whatever else i can get my vocal chords on.

Singing, identifying plants, finding the best tiny hidden restaurants/coffeeshops, winning trivia nights, drawing, avoiding potholes (!!!), speaking German, making friends with really old people, finding my way around unfamiliar locales and finding cool natural features (ie waterfalls, unusual rock formations) nearby, pulling silly april fools' day pranks on my parents from afar, and swimming.

My excellent posture. And my eyes.

The Good Earth, The Living Reed, Love in the Time of Cholera, One hundred years of Solitude, The Lorax, Anna Karenina, The Fountainhead, Madame Bovary, The Sun Also Rises, and anything and everything by Goethe

Run Lola Run, Tristan and Isolde, Tell No One, anything Will Ferrell, Bio-Dome, Nosferatu, Chinatown

It's Always Sunny in Philadephia, Supernatural

I can't even begin to list music...it ranges everywhere from Dvorak to Van Halen to Carrie Underwood to Claude de Sermisy to Armin van Buuren to Arcade fire to Corelli. And then not to mention I live in Nola, so all the funk-rock, jazz, brass, gypsy street rock, gospel, etc. which constantly beckons me :)

And I just love food. raw fish (sushi, ceviche, assorted bivalves on the half-shell) always excite me; but I love food from every corner of the world, and would love to try still-unfamiliar cuisines as well. I love to international dishes as well, and am generally either blasting Van halen or singing Mozart and Gounod arias while doing so. That being said, sometimes all I want is a Rally Burger and fries. If forced to, I would also be quite content with living off of cheese and olives. I do not have a huge sweet tooth but I do like to make dessert on occasion. My mom is a dietician, so I have always had a very healthy and loving relationship with food, and am thankful every single day for this!

Friends, music, writing implements, water, trees, and seafood

-future trips to see various waterfalls, opera houses, gorges/canyons and cathedrals
-Whether I turned off my headlights
-if I am getting enough calcium and vitamin E
-someday owning a bunch of olive, nut, and lemon groves

Either with friends hunting for live music and delicious food down in the Marigny, at a party, or scrunched up on the couch in a bathrobe with a glass of bourbon, watching some ridiculous high school drama TV show with my roommate if it's been a long and harrowing week.

The only time I was ever woken up from unconsciousness by EMTs was when I was 2 or 3, and I distinctly remember picking my nose and enthusiastically showing them my findings and they checked my vitals. Valentine's Day, ca. 1990, when I was standing on my chair at dinner and fell off. I REALLY disliked beets as a child, and this was apparently my way to avoid eating them.

Nessun Dorma.

And if you can handle being TMI'd...consider that a test of your strength...I may speak eloquently at times but sometimes having a filter is really nothing but a hindrance ;)