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Lunar_ice

43 F Omaha, NE

My Details

Last Online
Nov 13, 2011
Orientation
Straight
Ethnicity
White
Height
4′ 11″ (1.50m)
Body Type
Diet
Smokes
No
Drinks
Socially
Drugs
Never
Religion
Other
Sign
Cancer, and it’s fun to think about
Education
Graduated from university
Job
Other
Income
Rather not say
Relationship Status
Single
Relationship Type
Offspring
Pets
Likes dogs and has cats
Speaks
English (Fluently)

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My self-summary
What I really don't like is people messaging me and saying they read my profile and liked it and would I message them back if I'm interested. But they have a completely empty profile. Like I'm really going to do that. I also am not going to waste time on people who use u and r and such to replace actual words in emails.

I am me. I try not to be anyone else. I am multifaceted. Which means I usually can get along with most people and adapt to most situations. I like many different things. Some things that seem diametrically opposed to one another. For example, my idea of camping is tents and cooking on a fire. My idea of vacations are nice hotels and great restraunts. And never should one ever look like the other. KOA campgrounds in rv's or fifth wheels with all sorts of hook ups and people in slots next to one another ruins both camping and vacationing.

Randomness:

Of Life, Of Death, Of Decay, Of Time

Sometime during gradeschool, I read a description of life that has always remained with me.

Life is simply the process of death. The ultimate purpose of life is to grow, decay, and die. Life itself is decay. From the moment of birth, we begin to die.

Children, in the rush to grow up so they can do what they want don't realize they are trying to rush and skip over the best part of life. The growth before the obvious decay sets in.

I wonder just how much of how I view the world was influenced by reading this when in grade school.

Maybe this is why I don't wear a watch. Even though I have a couple I like. I hate having to live by a clock. It is like it is measuring out my life for me. I prefer to enjoy it as it happens. I prefer to drift through time. Not through life. Do you get the difference?

Life is active. Life is something we make happen. The living of it, that is. But Time is something that happens to us. Something imposed upon us.

I have a different view of time and what is important. I wonder where I get that from. All the native american legends and folklore I read in primary school? Who knows.

I removed the Filk lyrics that were here. Even with the note that I didn't write it, it was written and performed for a sci-fi con, people keep emailing me thinking I wrote it and that it is about me. So to end the confusion, I've deleted it.

I am loyal, unique, and curious
What I’m doing with my life
Living, Learning, Growing, Experienceing, Loving, Laughing. I used to go to watch a fetish burlesque troupe once a month. But it was going down hill and not as fun anymore. Trying to figure out where my life is going now that I've meet all my life goals except for one. Taking Tribal belly dancing classes, I am now a troupe member. Yay! I would like to take photography and acting classes. Love going to live theatre. I miss board games. I wish more adults liked them.
I’m really good at
I'm really good at reading. I'm also really good at cross stitching. I love doing various needle arts. People tell me I'm a good listener. Then thank me for solving the problem when they actually solved it themselves. I used to be good at reading people. But these last two years make me question that. I am also really good at making scarves and baby blankets. Yeah, nothing fancy. I can't read a pattern for crochet or knitting. Okay, I really really ought to add cooking to this list. I love to cook. And I'm good at it. And people tell me so over and over and over again. My turkey was a huge hit both times. The only two times I've ever made turkey. I'm going to have to say it is another signature dish.
The first things people usually notice about me
People tell me it's my smile. Others tell me it is my chest. On a few rare occasions, it has been my eyes. But my sister usually gets that one.

I'm short, curvy, need to lose about 40 lbs. But only because it makes the clothing I like most work better if I'm smaller. I love clothing. I love jewelry even more. I love shiny sparkly things. Even if it isn't jewerly.

Roomate tells me I'm a magpie.

PS. Because of the emails I got: I want to lose weight for fashion reasons. It has NOTHING to do with not loving myself enough. For crying out loud. Don't assume everyone who wants to lose some weight has low self esteem or doesn't like themselves enough. I adore great food. It is wasn't for clothing, I wouldn't care. I like myself the way I am. But I realize that the clothing I love doesn't work with my shape. So I want to lose weight so I can were the things I truly love. I also still have a mental image of me from when I was 120 pounds. I don't see myself this size. So I'm always surprized and shocked to see myself in mirrors and pictures. I just want the outside to reflect the real me.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
A) To many to count. Mostly Fantasy, Science Fiction, Historical Mysteries. Okay, a few actual titles. Grendel. Perfume. Wieland. B) Action movies. Some comedies. Scienc Fiction. C) Nox Arcana. Midnight Syndicate. Pretty much everything but Rap. D) Indian, Middle Eastern, Japanese, Chinese, Mexican, Seafood, Steaks.
The six things I could never do without
Loyalty, compassion, friends, books, hobbies, family
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Either worrying about work or money, or thinking about relationships and stuff, or thinking about a computer game. When it comes to thinking, I have trouble NOT thinking.
On a typical Friday night I am
That varies with which week of the month it is. Sometimes it is a burlesque show, sometimes coffee with friends, sometimes a movie night with friends, sometimes this, sometimes that, sometimes the other. Sometimes I even stay home and do stuff. But not so often.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I'll use this space for the lack of a better space. I'm tired of dirty old men.

Men going after ladies young enough to be thier daughters disgusts me. Men going after ladies young enough to be their daughters makes me think of pedifiles and makes me wonder about their mental and emotional stability. Men going after ladies young enough to be their daughters are more likely to be constantly going after a younger model and are not in it for the long haul. Men going after ladies young enough to be their daughters are more interested in trophy brides and want someone who makes them feel young are not interested in a relationship of equals. Men going after ladies who are young enough to be their daughters have a daddy complex and are not for me. I have a father thank you very much. And he is a great dad. I don't need another.
I’m looking for
  • Guys who like girls
  • Ages 34–68
  • Near me
  • For new friends
You should message me if
IMPORTANT INFO: If your email makes it obvious you didn't read this, I won't be replying. I hate the use of U and R to replace words in emails. These are letters, not text messages.

email me, I hate the new IM system. I tend to not notice them and miss them all the time.

And please, no IM's or messages that just say Hello, or hi or variations of that. If you want to get my attention, you have to say something of substance.

I don't answer woo's. There is nothing in there. Okay, I've answered one or two. But only because the person's profile impressed me enough to write back. Which means, don't woo if you have an empty profile.

If your screen name is an obvious sexual reference, I won't even open it up. Grow up.

And if you are my father's age, don't bother.