I'm a woman who will probably laugh at your jokes (easily entertained) and remember how you take your drinks. When I become close to someone, that person matters very much to me, and I am a pleaser.

Make a weird random noise at me and see what happens. You may be refreshed by the result.

Every word you hear me say will be a truthful one, though sometimes misdirected. I'm missing the content filter most people have right before words become audible to others. Is your filter broken, too? Awesomesauce.

I'm bad at wearing a mask to hide anything. But, at least what you see is what you get. And I'm sensitive. That's an overused adjective... when I say it I really mean it. (That's the case with lots of the things I say.) I can explain more if you really want to know.

We (humans) need humor to cope. Stupid jokes, clever wit, and satirical wit are hilarious and necessary. There isn't much that, if I meant to be amusing, I won't laugh at.

What the hell else do people want to know in this section? I've rewritten it a few times, but I always end up feeling like I'm missing something.

Here's something: I like to think of myself as an approachable, generally cool (albeit geeky and very strange) person. Mostly. (My gut instinct is to put a list of all the flaws I can think of, but I have been advised by strangers and friends alike that this instinct is stoopid.)

I'm getting settled in my new job working in a bank lockbox. (Note: I am not in a box. The "box" is figurative. I am in a processing room with other human beings.) In essence, I open mail for the bank's customers and look for money . Once I've fished out the money from a stack of mail for a customer, I arrange it all procedural-like and it goes on to the next widget-maker in our clean factory. Repeat ad nauseam.

It's rhythmic, low-stress, on reasonable hours. I'm thankful for it, mostly, since the past few years have been full of bad luck in the employment department.

Since graduating from OSU I have a lot more time to enjoy things. I love to play computer/video games, surf the internet, knit, read, watch movies and television, and listen to music (often while singing along).

Being perceptive to the little stuff, but still usually missing bigger things that other people usually notice.

Hyperfixating.

Procrastinating.

Knitting. Extremely useful as a creative outlet, practical, and appropriate for my love of cold climates.

I walk slowly, even when I hurry.

People probably notice immediately that I am overweight, white, and female. Soon after, they probably notice that I speak my mind.

I'm not often subtle.

After more careful examination, I get comments about my eyes (particularly from the photographs). I'm flattered by all the compliments I have received, but my favorite comments were that I have "sad" eyes or "angry" eyes.

What did you notice first?

Books include Misery, Ender's Game and related books, Watership Down, Harry Potter, Twilight and related books.

Movies include The Rocky Horror Picture Show, Pulp Fiction, Fight Club, Kill Bill, The Omen, Soylent Green, Office Space, any Indiana Jones, Superbad, Borat, and an assortment of extremely gory horror flicks (particularly foreign stuff that gets banned). I'm still a fan of the Saw series.

Music - I love alternative music, punk (various definitions), soundtracks from musicals, rock, some classic rock, blues, bluegrass, folk, some pop (but not teeny-bopper pop)... I'm redefining my tastes after the events of the past two years, so I'm impressionable at this stage.

I don't like spicy food - I prefer simple foods. When it's cold, I love grapes and clementines. When it's warm, I love watermelon and cantaloupe.

1. Reason.
2. Plastic.
3. Lycra.
4. Electricity.
5. Love.
6. Sex.

I'll refrain from divulging all this right now... but if you really want to know the kinds of things I think about, you better prepare yourself for a hefty answer.

I'm no savant, philosopher, scientist, or visionary... but I have what they call a "rich inner life" and I do think about a variety of things.

Plainly, I will never claim that you will derive some prophetic or guiding wisdom from the shit I think about, but I tend to give honest answers to questions like this, so... ask at your own risk.

That applies to any question, really.

Probably at home tucking in early for work Saturday morning.

My body shape and weight don't match who I feel like inside, but I wouldn't trade my face for anything.

(I've been revamping most of this profile fairly drastically, but this statement still stands true and honest enough.)

I'm in a place right now where I am indifferent as to whether you message me or not. I check my stalker list occasionally, and sometimes I send out a message to someone who looks interesting per the profile... but meh.

And yes, I realize that I'm cutting off my own thumbs by being passive, but at least I'm here at all.