Wow, that was a horrible way to summarize myself. Okay, starting over:
I was one of those people who studied English, History & Creative Writing as undergrad and enjoyed it too much. I went to UNC Chapel Hill and will currently be traveling a lot until I find the grad school I am willing to spend too much time and money at.
For the most part, I have been sucked into Chapel Thrill/Carrboro life and, at times, lose touch of reality as I bike around, go to potlucks, attend writing collectives, go to really really freemarkets after the farmers market, share conversations with men about rape culture, do community things like beer-fests or music-fests or fest-fests...
this is the place where I complain about how veganism perpetuates the notion that social responsibility is solely on the consumer while enjoying how accessible my favorite treats are. or the place I can argue that intellectualization of our passions can destroy them (as I enjoy some completely theoretical, perhaps written with a monotone voice, text). its also the place where I can find my own little piece of denial about the reality of what is going on in the world. [hence why I travel a lot to not drink the cool-aid]
This is me starting the self summary over:
I'm sarcastic and funny. And I don't take myself too seriously. And, you know, I'm more than what I could put in a summary box.
perhaps I proved my sarcasm there.