I am foul-mouthed, irreverent, and snarky.
My Self-Summary
Obnoxious, funny, true and mean. Unwittingly hilarious,
torso-hugging, diminutive kitten-lioness of a girl. Smart, yet a
little slow. Intense, extreme, laid back, inconsistent and
contradictory. Insulting and sweet. Obscenely, uncomfortably
forthright.
Bitey.
Picky as all fuck, I get bored of people easily. Extremely
indecisive. Prone to short-lived obsessions. List-making, internet
addicted hula-hoop champ. Unabashedly ungainly and gauche despite
half-hearted attempts at culture. My friends tell me I'm endearing,
dorky, and a muse, though I'm not sure what kind of jelly beans
they're smoking.
I prefer pubs to bars and gigs to clubs; putting potato chips in my
sandwiches; and utilizing alcohol as a social lubricant. I love
many things. Some are: written words, the startling generosity of
people, measures of music, breaking free, rebels, soft blankets,
and the pseudo-privacy of a photobooth.
I demand wit, intellect, and fun. Elitism and misanthropy are both
tolerated (perhaps even desired), just don't be pedantic. I want
someone smarter than I, although men who are alarmingly bright can
be intimidating. Those inclined toward the arts (writers,
musicians, photographers) are always favorably regarded, and gold
stars on your chart to those who make me laugh
uncontrollably.
You must enjoy: correct grammar, "ethnic" foods, the pursuit of
knowledge, tangents, and wordplay.
If you care for such things, I usually test as
ESFP although it wobbles a
bit.
What I’m doing with my life
Applying to grad school eventually, but for now I need some
breathing space to gather my wits. Some day I hope to be a bad-ass
librarian or
some sort of
information scientist.
My life is has settled down recently. I was ready to move to
Oakland, but that didn't pan out. When you start dating someone who
only lives 4 blocks from you, you start to question moving 45
minutes away.
Quite honestly, I used to be much more interesting.
Geocaching,
rock climbing, and
good ole
shenanigans used to be my cuppa tea.
With a full-time job, I don't have time for anything but practicing
my
photography
or
reading my
books.
I can almost remember when I was young,
spontaneous, and full of laughter.
Now you get the curmudgeon before you who squanders her time riding
her bicycle, reading books, and watching Adult Swim and the History
Channel with her boyfriend.
Edit: Trying to fix this by going to Oktoberfest in Munich this
year. Woot!
I’m really good at
Being too direct, overanalyzing the shit out of everything, talking
too much and too fast, snorting when I laugh, touching my nose with
my tongue, people-watching, tripping over my own feet, walking into
things, winning people over, and being mean without meaning
to.
I have a talent for gathering new acquaintances, but possess very
little skill juggling them all and keeping in touch. Sadly, I am a
defective jack of all trades: I am a well-rounded,
eclectic individual who's
especially good at nothing.
The first things people usually notice about me
In person, people immediately realize that I am hopelessly
short,
klutzy, and have blue hair.
My voice is also deeper than one would expect out of a tiny, Asian
girl.
My favorite books, movies, music, and food
(a) Books
You can stalk what I'm currently reading
here.
(b) Films
Back to the Future, Better Off Dead, The Big Lebowski,
Delicatessen, Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou, Office Space, Requiem
for a Dream, Shaun of the Dead, Sleeping Beauty, Snatch. I like Wes
Anderson, dark comedies, Coen Brothers, and good cinematography.
However, I don't watch a lot of films; someone please help expand
my horizons!
(b1) TV Programs
I no longer own a television set, but I manage to watch shows here
and there.
(c) Music
My musical taste is recorded in all its schizophrenic, info-tastic
glory
here.
(d) Food
Everything and potatoes. I'll try most things once, because I
firmly believe in being
open-minded.
The six things I could never do without
In no particular order:
books, a
camera, good
coffee, a computer, my friends, and my
passport so I can
travel.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Where this world is headed, how information is going to be
organized and accessed, death/mortality, how people tick and tock,
what should have happened, what do I want, what makes me
happy.
Boys, boys, boys. One day, maybe even men.
On a typical Friday night I am
Geekry, watching
DVDs of TV shows with my friends, fascinated by my personality
badges, or generally
faffing around (probably on the
Internet).
Also: losing my faith in humanity, especially when someone woos me.
I hate woos -so much- but it's a good indicator as to whether
someone has read my profile or not. This is not a numbers game;
don't be lazy.
Fucking write me a real message of interest.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit here
I am trying to be a sweet person again. I've encountered enough
jerks that I tend to be rather distrusting and unforgiving.
Despite my bitterness, I just want a boy who fills me with
smit.
Smit, damn you.
You should message me if
- We have something in common. Please, please don't message me if
we do not share any interests at all.
- You have the ability to type in full sentences and perhaps with
correct punctuation. Maybe even capitalization? A girl can only
hope.
- On the same note, please be able to distinguish the plural from
the possessive.
- I like good conversations. So if you don't talk, don't
bother.
- If you're not needy about other people's time. I'm a busy
person and people who need too much get cut out. Quickly. On that
same note, I don't always promptly respond to messages. I apologize
in advance, but I do have a wonderful boyfriend with whom I spend
my time.
- You are affectionate, discerning, and unconventional.
- Alternatively, if you are an ice cold motherfucker.