i've only been down here a bit longer an a year and though i've got a great job that i love i really have no social life yet, due to the fact that i live in a tourism based town and know almost nobody, i'm here looking to expand my social circle however it may happen. my job leaves me busy tues-friday 5pm-1am and all day saturday, giving me the options of free sundays mondays and every day while most of the rest of the world is actually working.
I am a huge fucking nerd (graduated from high school in NY with more than double the required credits despite missing the entire first semester minus 2 days and the entire second semester minus 2 weeks of senior year due to crushing my skull) and i'm proud to admit it.
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poet, photographer, photo editor animal lover (in my time i've had a dozen-ish dogs, 5 cats, 1 savannah monitor lizard, 2 ball pythons, 1 red tailed boa, 6 hamsters, 8 mice, (rodents are not including temporarily housing food for carnivorous reptiles), and x #'s of fish) computer geek , humorous, intelligent "too damn smart for my own damn good", pierced x6, tattooed x8 (10 or so more in the planning/ design phase), hopeless romantic,intense yet laid back, i can cook, i'm an artist. i've a great sense of humor and a bad british accent that comes out at the strangest times. an athiest with a god complex, a non-practicing taoist, one pretty zen motherfucker
AIM or yahoo at the same name or email through here and i'll give you the real one, looking for some fun and new friends, lived in syracuse, cicero, weedsport, brewerton, oneida, & albany ny, burlington vt, amd now myrtle beach sc . hit me up even if it's only to say you're entirely repulsed by all that i am, Peace... E
also i've been told that i write in run on sentences... but that might just be the hyper caffinated beverages, the disturbingly annoying intelligence, or the brain trauma induced ADHD, who knows?
I could write for hours about myself, and that would be a bit narcissistic of me but that is what this section is for.
I've probably got more scars than anyone you've ever met, i've crushed my skull, dislocated and sprained nearly every major joint in my body more times than should be legal, have size 9.5 feet because i broke the growth plates in my feet as a teenager, been thrown ass first through a glass top table and as a result pulled a shard of glass from between two vertebrae yet none of these constant injuries kept me down for long. i've got many more stories and inuries...
at age 8 could pick off lego men with a ruger .22 pistol at 20 yards. i'm good with a bow and arrow, have been shot at, been hit with ricocheting bullets. blown my shoulder out at age 9 with my grandfathers 10 ga. yet i've no desire to hunt unless it was an absolute necessity.
i'm double jointed nearly everywhere, and while one would think this gives me the flexibility of a 11 year old female gymnast it in fact does not, i can't touch my toes while standing up because my hamstrings are so tight however it is entertaining to watch me perform circus tricks, you've got to ask nicely though
i can breathe fire! (i put this here because a previous girlfriend actually asked me this as a "test" question before we met, sort of like that impossible list of characteristics sandra bullocks child character in practical magic makes) i've got it on video and am willing to do it live, and have friends that will attest to me blowing up my apartment *without burning or damaging anything merely scaring the shit out of a bunch of hungover college kids* and peeling my entire face off with a pair of needle nosed pliers because i quite literally cooked the top layer of my skin
i generate my own excessive body heat so that i radiate into the close surrounding area (great if you like to cuddle when it's cold). im not sure if this is a conscious ability or an innate one as i can turn it off and on, however i don't know how to actually do it.
i can tickle you even if you're not ticklish *85% success rate approximately* and while i'm intensely ticklish it's almost impossible to get me to react to it due to my insane levels of self control and a history of a father with a mildly sadistic sense of humor
I giggle when 110 volt current runs through my body because i've been shocked so many times, household voltage merely tickles to me.
i can: wire a house, plumb a garbage disposal/sink/dishwasher, rebuild a washing machine, hang drywall, shingles, and siding but really don't like to because of having a father who continuously fixed the house for 20 years.
i can dance like i'm not white or straight.
i grocery shop like i'm in a race.
i can prepare and cook nearly everything on the tgi friday's menu from scratch, and much more.
So,... welcome to my little corner of the asylum....