I changed my profile picture, because I wanted less "Ur hot" comments about a picture that was OBVIOUSLY not natural.

I hate filling these things out. I'm a geek and always have been, but somehow people still seem drawn to me. You'd think the weird clothes and the video games would scare 'em away, but no. Ha. I'm not worried about it, I am what I am and am in a constant state of change. That's the way it should be.

Life moves and I want to move with it. I'm a dreamer with a bad case of shyness that I'll overcome in five minutes before talking you into a coma. I love music, I love people, I love creating and I'm constanting striving for true connections. I wear my favorite clothes til they fall off in tatters, I listen to my radio way too loud and have too many cats. I talk a lot, I listen more and understand as fully as my current perspective allows.

I'm intelligent, I'm attractive (in the magnetic sense), I can be bright, I have a very dark sense of humor and will tell ya right now: Nothing is sacred, everything is fair game. I'm also shameless about dressing like a bum when I'm not doing anything special, wear Docs and fucked up sneakers, don't get regular hair cuts and spend more on video cards on average than I do on shoes. I'm no one's trophy girlfriend, unless you bought that trophy at Salvation Army and fixed it with acrylic paint and hot glue.

That's as general as it gets, I think.

Working. A lot. Trying to go to school for Geographic Information Systems, failing miserably by the sick hand of fate. (Who drops a fire extinguisher on their cats tail and needs a new set of tires in one week before school registration?)

I'm constantly learning. I learn from my experiences, and have no regrets because of it.

Currently, I'm wading my way through school, doing photography as a hobby and trying to shape the future that I want so badly. Also slowly becoming a health nut... I still drink beer, so it's not THAT serious.

Annoying people. No, this isn't a joke. I have a pretty acute emotional taste for what tears peoples nerves apart. You can thank my siblings, it was a long childhood.

My hair, probably. It's as bright as I can force my hairdresser to bleach it.

My smile and my "engaging demeanor" usually rope people in after that. I gets lots of compliments on my eyes, so that's either a stock conversational pick-up line or I've actually got something going for me.

There isn't possibly enough space here to list all of this.

Food: Nearly anything. Insane cravings for Thai food or Indian, lately.

Music: Music probably deserves some clarification. I was a band geek and always will be. I have a talent for picking up instruments quickly. I listen to a pretty wide base of different stuff, have a really long list of favorite bands and am always looking for something new. Feel free to suggest stuff.

I seriously can't begin to list faves, I'll shoot for genres: Rock, Alt rock, classic rock, some metal, new wave, punk, some hardcore, glam punk, post punk, goth rock, goth, industrial, ebm, deathrock, ethereal, some indie, blues rock, blues, ska (first, second, third wave), skacore, Oi!, some jazz, a very small portion of rap, old country, like three new country songs, some spoken word, darkwave, coldwave, and some shit that doesn't fit into any good categories. I have OK Go in my deck right now, before that it was Deftones, before that it was Mephisto Waltz.

Movies: I'm drawing a blank. I love movies, absolutely. From big hollywood productions, to the stuff made almost entirely out of stock footage you find in the clearance bin at the dollar store. Heavy on the comedies. Some faves: Dune, Krull, Trainspotting, Supertroopers, Legend, Blazing Saddles, Zoolander, Star Wars trilogy (I-III don't exist to me), Revengers Tragedy, Kung Pow Enter the Fist... I'll be here all night typing.

Books: Almost everything I read has some element I love. I seem to have a weak spot for sci-fi. Like I said, geek.

Friends/family (they can be rolled into one)
Music
Love
My eyes
My hands
I'm guessing my lungs would go on this list, too.

I spend a lot of time thinking. Period. My mind is constantly going, even when I try to go to sleep.

At work! You remember that part where I said I work a lot? Yeah. Every Friday night, I'm stuck sitting in a concrete truck yard, making sure wooden pallets don't hop the wall by themselves.

I'm an open book, ask.

I already told you that I don't get regular hair cuts, what more could you want?

You've read this far and don't want to gouge your eyes out with the nearest metal object. OR if you happen to be giving out school grants to starving white chicks.