I am obscure, chimeric, and desultory.
My Self-Summary
Badinage should be an olympic sport. I am prone to metamorph into
the devil's advocate solely because he offers great dental
benefits. I exercise for the endorphin rush. I am addicted to most
things involving sweat.
I teeter across the line of relentless guffawing and
inappropriate commentary with the greatest of ease. Unfortunately,
grace often slips and I plunge to my doom on the side of
incorrigibly offensive. I swear it's just jest. My play ranges from
rough and tumble style to witty badinage. My train of thought
derails easily - often to the point of appearing desultory. I
easily become infatuated with intellect - until something sparkly
or glow in the dark distracts me. I practice the fine art of
terrorist
cuddling - if it appears that I've spent the entire afternoon
silently maneuvering behind you, formulating a battle strategy,
only to materialize from
behind the couch and leap into cuddle position like it was a
planned attack, its because it was. I am my own weapon of mass
destruction. In the past I was really active in team sports but
have slowly let that collapse in my life like a flan in the
cupboard. I used to do a lot of improv, now I just do a lot of
veterinary
medicine.
*Note: Here is where I have the chance to insert a footnote
that in both I "knock 'em dead" - but alas! The goddess of tact has
saved me! Can I get a witness from the congregation?!
What I’m doing with my life
Saving the
world so it's nice enough for someone to want to take over. One
animal at a time. Humans are at the end of the queue (legally...not
my gig...).
I am a
veterinarian. I work at a zoo for
now. Next stop, anything but private practice?
JFreak1000 is my
socializing/rehabilitation sponsor. I am on the 8th step so now
send people a standardized form pre-apologizing for any impending
amends prior to actually meeting them.
(It's true. I'm being kept on retainer as a sort of life coach -
official title: "Julie, Your Cruise Director" - by my dear
interwebz friend... lemme check my notes here... yes! By my dear
friend IguanaWhisperer69! I've been tasked with easing her out of
her pernicious addiction to bestiality and plushophilia. (I can't
believe those pictures got past the OKVetting. Somebody in
Manhattan obviously needs to lay off the midday girl drinks.) First
step is to throw her an old school Big Hair Houston Deb coming out
ball *if* I can find a big enough manger... - JFreak1000)
Editors
I’m really good at
Throwing condoms at pigeons. Damn
overbreeders. Chewing up my tax
dollars. And now they are going to give me the flu - those
abstinence only
programs just don't work.
The first things people usually notice about me
My volume. Unless I am sporting a headache - then the lack of any
evidence of life in my countenance.
My favorite books, movies, music, and food
Impro by Keith
Johnstone. It makes me nostalgic for his voice ("It's obvious,
guys. Seduce the burglar").
Most of what I read is medical texts so I can offer the best
veterinary care for my patients...and by "the best" I mean what I
come up with - so maybe "the best" is a huge stretch of the
imagination. A lot of it is extrapolated from human medicine,
though I strongly favor the ability to end suffering over watching
the slow and sometimes painful demise of an animal. I do not envy
MD's who lack that option. I do envy MD's for having a more
flexible budget with which to treat a patient.
I am a sushi fanatic. I am waiting on the mercury toxicity to kick
in. Some might debate that it already has...
Music I like acoustic guitar, but I tend to listen to a decently
wide range of tunes.
Movies - anything that makes me feel any range of emotions and has
a fulfilling ending. I've been known to watch Closer, Princess
Bride, Batman, and Love Actually at inordinately high frequencies.
The six things I could never do without
A blue gel pen.
Shiraz.
Silence.
Caffeine.
Deep tissue massage.
Wit.
And if you can't count...
Playful rough-housing. Most things involving sweat. Impressive
vocabularies. Acoustic guitar. Half-zip sweaters. Puppies. Long
runs. Sunglasses that don't fog. Prolonged eye contact. Being
surrounded by nothing reminiscent of my species.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
how to find more people on the same page as me....anyone else on
1024? Chapter 6? No?
How to establish a social life with attractive prospects in
Houston. Ideas are welcome.
What to do next.
On a typical Friday night I am
Decompressing.
(Or, hunting Sarah Palin from a helicopter. - jfreak1000)
Editors
The most private thing I’m willing to admit here
Intellect is the biggest turn-on ever.
Also, I blocked people under 26. I apologize for the age-ism ahead
of time. However, I am also obsessed with efficiency.
You should message me if
Someone already told you not to.
*Disclaimer: If you are interested in anything other than platonic
and are younger than me, I'm not your girl. Dating me can be more a
form of punishment for the wrong person (I can give you contact
info for some exes if you need verification). However, if I get
along with you on a platonic level, it's not all that bad. Less
nightmares, anyway.