I'm an open-minded queer furry geeky poly agnostic pagan theory whore.

Open-minded: With precious few exceptions, I'm open to considering anything at least twice. But please... ask first.

Queer: Openly bi gender non-conformist (which is a fancy way of saying I'm too lazy to do either butch or femme in any coordinated sense) My general style is probably best described as "80's teen movie geek femme"... as in most of the time I don't give a damn, but if I get inspired, I pretty up nice.

Furry: Black cat, known as LeDiva within furry fandom. If you're also a member of the furry community, that's something we have in common. Please have it not be the only thing in common.

Geeky: Computer geek, music geek, band geek. My PDAphone is my Auxiliary Brain, providing net access and organization, thus faciliating the three previously-mentioned geeknesses.

Poly: Potentially interested in multiple romantic relationships. I've been dating the same amazing, lovely woman (beez) since mid-2001, and we're perfectly happy together. If your initial request is "Hey, can I see pictures of you and your girlfriend getting it on?" or something related... you're likely getting ignored or perhaps flamed, whichever better fits my mood at the time.

Agnostic pagan: I don't really have any affiliation with any religion. I've attended neopagan/Wiccan rituals, and most definitely felt something. However, I'm still unsure as to whether or not that "something" is due to the existence of spirits and deities, or if the ritual and the concepts of the aforementioned spirits and such are just useful psychological shortcuts. I lump these two terms together since so many people I see who consider themselves agnostic or atheist seem to define that solely in relation to Judeo-Christian monotheist religions.

Theory whore: See LeDiva. See LeDiva deconstruct. Deconstruct, LeDiva, deconstruct!

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• Beez

I'm a recent Harvard grad (Class of '02-'03) who escaped the Cambridge pressure cooker still mostly sane and with a Bachelor's in Women's Studies. I'm taking a few years off to settle my finances (i.e. pay off college loans) and do silly things that "professional reputation" might not allow. Right now, this means taking advantage of my experience as a professional geek, with the occasional reality show audition and theatrical turn sprinkled in.

Outside of work, I keep busy with music (listening and performing), computer stuff, video games, queer and political activism, voice acting (check out secondshiftpodcast.com!) and the occasional round of "Freak the Mundanes".

Kissing (at least so I'm told). Purring. Playing trombone and singing. Loving. Quoting Invader Zim. Discussing the ins and outs of feminist/queer/gender theory. Making many (often completely unnecessary) parenthetical asides.

The cat ears. Or my height (which exists in a quantum state between 5'11" and 5'13").

Occasionally, my hair color, which has been known in the past to spontaneously change to something rarely found in nature. However, this has been less common lately. Some say it coincided with the unveiling of a dress code at my office. Some say it was merely a case that unnatural colors didn't quite fit with the role of a Camelotian villager I was playing at the time.

(a) I'm not nearly as much of a reader as my geek cred would suggest. Alas. I read lots of books about gender theory and such for my degree, but although I did enjoy them, it feels like cheating to claim that books read for class are somehow leisure reading. These days, the vast majority of my regular reading is done on a computer screen. My name is LeDiva, and I'm a blog addict.

(b) In no particular order: "Harold and Kumar Go To White Castle", "Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back", "Gattaca", "Wayne's World", "Rat Race", "This Is Spinal Tap" and "But I'm a Cheerleader", "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind", "Mindwalk", "Idiocracy", "Josie and the Pussycats"

(c) I'll listen to just about anything twice. I prefer things a bit off the beaten path. I want chords that look like someone spilled ink on the page. I want rhythms that need three feet to be tapped correctly. I want lyrical twists and turns that caress your cheek as they kick your butt. Jazz, and 80's pop/rock feature heavily in my tastes, but a dear friend of mine judiciously (and not incorrectly) described my overall collection as "musical affirmative action". Specific artists that have been featuring heavily in my daily soundtrack as of late ("late" being 12/08): Kleptones, Jonathan Coulton, Paul and Storm, Guns n' Roses (Yay Chinese Democracy!), Boston. (I said my tastes were all over the place.)

(d) I am a committed omnivore. Vegetarians are AOK by me, but it's not for me. I was vegetarian for about two weeks or so, and found myself having nightly vivid dreams about hot dogs and cheeseburgers. Sushi is a major vice. I've been known to spend upwards of $60 or $70 in one sitting. I've had waitstaff come back to make sure I _really_ wanted to order as much as I did.

1. hugs/cuddling
2. music
3. emotional intimacy
4. my Auxiliary Brain (currently a Samsung Omnia)
5. whimsy
6. costumes

(in no particular order)

Comedy. Gender. Music. Political activism. How to introduce myself to the nifty people I'm finding all over this site without sounding like either a complete tool, a giant dork, or a sex addict.

Either driving out to Westchester County, NY to visit my girlfriend or some random combination of gaming/philosophy/pop culture references.

I have a bad tendency to make judgements based on initial impressions of others when I haven't even had the chance to get to know them. I've been making some progress on fixing that lately, but it still pops up from time to time. I'm usually fine if someone can manage to get their way past that barrier. If I've made the first step, rest assured you're fine.

I sound to you like the kind of person you'd like to have long, twisty conversations over coffee with, filled with lots of smiling and silliness, and ending in a long warm hug.

You consider proper spelling, punctuation and grammar to be the online equivalent of basic personal hygiene. This does not mean I'm a fascist about such things... I'm actually quite forgiving.

Think of it this way... if you've got a minor recurring quirk, that's fine. If you occasionally mistype something, that's fine. If your fourth-grade English teacher would have seizures at what you've written... perhaps a second glance at your message is in order.

One more thing that apparently requires mentioning: Yes, I enjoy sex, but start with a conversation. That means more than "hi sup?". Get to know me. Let me get to know you. For the love of all that's holy, unholy or anywhere in between... flirt before discussing blowjobs or how much you want to watch my girlfriend and I get it on in front of you. Subtlety is a virtue.