Old soul/young heart, queer, femme (most of the time), inter-sectional thinker, food enthusiast, artist. I love a good debate, showering my friends with love, learning about systems of oppression--and how to dismantle them. I equally love theatrical fantasies, entertaining, trips to new places, and people-watching.

I am finishing up my bachelors in sociology, finally. Afterwards? My heart yearns to return to theater, as corny as it sounds.

--Housing is a human right! I spend a lot of time in these meetings.
--Dancing in the sunshine.
--Trying to pet people's dogs.

--Artsy stuff: Ceramics. Modge Podge collaging photos. Mixing new teas. Passionately (or arrogantly?) critiquing theater and cinema.

--Appreciating shit: the beautiful trees and itty-bitty ecosystems in Chicago. People smiling on the bus. Foam in my coffee cup that gets on my nose.

--Massage! I get tight muscles, so I have learned a lot about how to give a good rub.

--Deciding what is important in life, and what is not worth fussing over.

I'm very outgoing and easy to talk to. I do my best to make people feel included in conversations--especially at awkward parties where folks don't know each other.

But most people answer with some of their stellar physical features. So, I guess I will compliment my collar bone.

Books: Anything David Sedaris, The Demons, Cold Mountain, Towards a Poor Theater, Snow Country, Stalking the Wild Asparagus, There Are No Children Here, The Passive Revolution, Urban Tantra Nobody Passes, World on Fire, I Capture the Castle, The Neoliberal City.

Movies/TV: A Town Called Panic, The Full Monty, Waiting for Guffman, Elizabeth I, The Lives of Others, Lord of the Rings, Chappelle's Show, Colbert Report, A Bit of Fry and Laurie, Archer (not proud of that), Downton Abbey, Futurama.

Music: Fela, Benny Goodman, Feist, David Bowie, T.Rex, M83, The Andrews Sisters, Josephine Baker, Lauryn Hill, Amy Winehouse, Radiohead, James Brown.

Food: Inventive and authentic food is an erstwhile passion of mine, reignited when I am around other enthusiasts. Can you make me a good gluten-free bread? I will probably put out if you can.

Accupuncture.
Cafes.
My momma (she's a person though).
My cat (he is too).
My cook book collection.
King Spa. It is like my church.

--Classic existential questions, meaning of life and whatnot. More often in a Woody Allen than port-swilling fashion.
--What kind of botanical classification of fruit I am eating.
-- Sex and all the associated side dishes.
--Gender, ability, race, class tra la la.
-- How to say things in Spanish.
--How my gay-dar is terrible.
--The ultimate meal to cook you.

Heading to a friend's house to make dinner, at an open mike, sleeping, humoring my optimistic list of bars to investigate.

I have a really large collection of vintage aprons?

You are very sure of who you are. If you truly love yourself--with all your faults. If you dig your body and listen to it.

I'm poly. The compassionate and communicative kind (IMO).

Woof. How do I put this nicely...everybody, and particularly cis men: please don't booty call me. Unless you just won a Pulitzer. Seriously. The way into my..ahem...heart..ahem is through my brain. Or my stomach.