I'm funny, smart, articulate, cynical, silly, sarcastic, childlike, analytical, perceptive and lazy.
I'm good with my hands, an above-average cook, like a beer or three, and quit smoking cigarettes (again) over four years ago for health reasons -- yet I still hang out with smokers....
I can't hear in the dark, I'm very individualistic -- but concerned about what that implies -- I dislike religion in many forms, but my tattoos can be read as flat-out pagan. I don't dislike kids, but I don't want any. I like all cats and many dogs.
I'm reasonably nice, reasonably honest, and sometimes a little boring. I talk a lot, consider myself a third wave (if you like taxonomies) feminist. I like parenthesis and tangents. I often have trouble completing the original thought, because I'm getting to be more of a flake as I get older. Or less interested in hiding it.
I'm built like a bouncer. By which I mean thick arms and legs, wide shoulders and pelvis, barrel chest, and a fat gut. It's not a conventional build, but one that is good at (a) moving heavy things and (b) making my friends feel safe. Yes, I really have had people offer me their ID when I was just sitting someplace drinking a beer.
Never married, no kids, no convictions, and I moved out of my parents' basement in February of 1992. I don't want to move back -- it isn't heated, and is now full of power tools and sawdust -- I like tools (and sawdust), but not so much for cuddling.
I am overeducated, underemployed, and fat