Fiercely comfortable with myself, I find myself laughing often. Roaming every nook and cranny of my soul and the universe, I feel immersed in life and connected to all things. My heart is lighter than a feather.

I never know what I'm looking for until I find it; I always end up where I should. My mind is saturated in possibility.

I am drawn to dynamic individuals that appreciate the strangeness of life and the strangeness within themselves.

I openly admit that despite my intuitive navigation through this life, I know nothing at all with distinct certainty. Can't fill a cup that's already full.

“What if a demon were to creep after you one night, in your loneliest loneliness, and say, 'This life which you live must be lived by you once again and innumerable times more; and every pain and joy and thought and sigh must come again to you, all in the same sequence. The eternal hourglass will again and again be turned and you with it, dust of the dust!' Would you throw yourself down and gnash your teeth and curse that demon? Or would you answer, 'Never have I heard anything more divine'?”

I'm living up to Nietzsche's concept of the Eternal Return.

Making reckless decisions which later turn into good stories.

Parking my car at the same time a song ends.

Laughing contagiously.

Randomly disappearing for extended periods of time.

Physically, I assume it's my hair, piercings and tattoos.

I have been told that I have a soothing voice and a calming presence. I tend to be quiet; I prefer to listen.

Deep belly laughter and bear hugs.
Where ever we are, I have probably already taken off my shoes.

I'm a bit hard of hearing, so I often respond to things not actually said which makes for some very silly conversation.

I'm sassy as heck.
I'm kind of an asshole.
I'm burning with soundless, serene intensity.

A)Tom Robbins, Fitzgerald, Whitman, Bukowski, Byron, Blake, Neruda, Wilde, Plath, Emerson, Dylan Thomas, Keats, more. The Never Ending Story, Still Life With Woodpecker, The Picture Of Dorian Gray, The Count Of Monte Cristo, The Golden Compass series, Dune, Tales From Earthsea, The Ramayana and mostly anything that has to do with make believe, madness, or great adventures.
*Currently reading: A Song Of Fire and Ice series. I just started A Feast For Crows.

B) Top Sixteen: The Life Aquatic. The Dreamers. Wristcutters: A Love Story. Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind. Dead Man. Gangs Of New York. Cecil B. Demented. Synecdoche, New York.The Diving Bell and The Butterfly. The Secretary. Benny and Joon. The Edukators. Children Of Men. Mrs. Muir and The Ghost. Natural Born Killers. Buffalo 66'.
Everything Disney, black & white, western, French, British or slow.

C) I don't really watch television but I enjoy watching shows on Netflix.
Doctor Who. Arrested Development. [adult swim]/Cartoons. 6 Feet Under. The Tudors. Lost. The Office. 30 Rock. Pushing Daisies. Reaper. The IT Crowd. Being Human (UK). Shameless (UK). Skins (UK). Spaced. Black Books. Peep Show. Dead Like Me. Criminal Minds. South Park. Daria. Boy Meets World. Merlin. Robin Hood. The Golden Girls. Legend Of The Seeker. The Good Guys. Stella. Dexter. 21 Jump Street. Party Down. Camelot. Game of Thrones. The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air. CSI Miami. Bones. Parks and Rec..

D)
Under water music. Sunrise music. Asleep with my face in the crook of your neck music. On mushrooms at a drag queen festival music. Painting naked music. And this and that and I suppose what comes to mind when you think of winter.

E) Indian, Thai and Japanese. Vegetarian everything!

1. Literature/ Stories/ Make-believe
2. Silence/ Nature/ Solitude
3. Film/ Ideas/ Thought
4. Music/ Laughter/ Emotion
5. Courage.
6. Art/ Creativity/ Love

I also have a strong love for animals, adventure, black coffee, driving, camping and a slew of other things.

Walking with Shamans in Ecuador.

I have a form of Synesthesia and am always curious about how other people experience the world.

How strange it is to be anything at all.

Saving the Earth and all animals.

Living alone in the woods.

The necessary insanities of the moon.

Wanderlust.

People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect, but actually from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint - it's more like a big ball of wibbly wobbly... time-y wimey... stuff.

I am an unbearably cheerful morning person.

You Follow your inner moonlight; don't hide the madness.
You play the banjo and will let me listen.

You're not looking to just fuck some stick figure in heels. (I'm a foxy, full figured, classy lady who prefers to be barefoot.)

You can survive a week in the woods with nothing but a knife and a lighter and still know the difference between 'you're' and 'your' as well as 'their', 'there' and 'they're'.

You are anything like Clint Eastwood in The Good, The Bad, And The Ugly.
You know how to live without cowardice, regrets, shame or guilt but instead do things in the name of love, beauty, truth and freedom.
You are cosmic and earthy all at once.

You are interested in the zombie apocalypse, cryptozoology, linguistics, metaphysics, astrology, or other fun stuff to stimulate my noggin.

You're not self-conscious. I'm not.

You have good table manners.
You enjoy board games!
You have a sense of humour (PLEASE.)

Dorothy is your favourite Golden Girl.
Buttercup is your favourite Powerpuff Girl.

You are not a level 5 clinger.
You are a good person to trip/roll with.

You have an imagination.
You know better than to let material things have hold of your life.
You know what a Sassafrassian is.

You know how long Arienette will stay for.

You are interested in having arts and crafts time with me.
If you relate to animals and plants more than people.

If you can keep up with my ever growing need for useless information, poetry and adventure.

OR! Whatever other reason you can think of.