In the last year, I moved from Seattle to San Francisco, sleet to sun, fleece to fashion - I'm your basic wide-eyed newbie with a Caltrain pass who thinks our society would be in a much better place if we all just played more kick the can.

I have a closet full of shoes that I love, though I hate to shop - still trying to figure that one out. It doesn't matter where I am in the world, I am always - always - home for Halloween to take my nieces trick or treating. All in all, I love living here - I'm charmed by San Francisco as it unfolds one odd, lovely encounter at a time.

For those taking the scenic route, I'll keep going. I'm clever, not crafty. I'm fascinated by the power of a story. I can't talk too much about my work, but promise to charm with stories that don't violate my non-disclosure agreement. Just know that I work for the Man (in the black mock neck and glasses) - I design experiences that help others learn what they need to with a team of people I love to hug everyday who would never consider publishing this long of a run-on sentence.

You should meet them.

Now let's do you.
I tend to connect best with those who have been through some things. I find them (you) interesting. I like an edge, witty banter is essential. And glasses. I like glasses. You owning a dog/cat is appealing as long as they aren't stuffed and mounted on your wall. I don't have many deal breakers, but if you are afraid of the water, hate the outdoors, talk about your car a lot or say "hella", I suspect you'll find me lacking. I love the power of a good question, particularly if it's followed up with an invitation to go see your rebuilt Chevy or Pontiac Firebird, especially if it's featured at a car show.

I kid. I'm a kidder.

Lastly, I'm sorry that I can't answer all of the email on the site, that's awfully rude - I can barely answer all of my work email - does that help? Probably not. But can we stop with the angry IMs? It's like OK Cupid is a huge anger management class that's failing. Let's just focus on good things like puppies and the stock market recovering.

Calling the fog "romantic" while native San Franciscans roll their eyes. Reading in Cathedral park. Running in the mornings along the Embarcadero - then to the train. Spotting dolphins at Baker Beach and screaming like a 12-year old girl. Walking to Farmer's Market on Saturdays. Tartine in the Mission for those 40,000 calorie sandwiches. Trying to spot the wild parrots on Telegraph Hill (watch the documentary). Being outside, exploring the city one pigeon at a time (seriously, what's going on with all of the pigeons?).

Getting "Bryant street" and "Brannan street" confused. Asking strangers for directions. Petting dogs that aren't my own. Staying curious. Trying new restaurants while eating essentially the same thing. Getting tipsy on one glass of wine.

The paparazzi.

Books...I'm a Rilke fan. Sedaris (both brother and sister). So many books. Too many too count, really. Probably nothing that Oprah recommends, just because it's Oprah. Oprah is a bastard. I've been asked why this is in my profile, and I suppose I'm bitter because I never got a car.

Movies: Easy. Waiting For Guffman. Sense and Sensibility. Dead Poets. Any documentary. Quirky, dark, silly. Bright. Haunting.

Music? Mark Kozelek, Sun Kil Moon (a little obsessed), Greg Laswell's "How the Day Sounds" and "Comes and Goes" both own me a little right now. Cary Brothers and Ingrid Michaelson do too.

1. I really want to say my iPhone, but that would be stupid (see what I did there).
2. My mom
3. Smelling like lemons
4. Really great olive oil
5. Really great ice cream
6. Making Thanksgiving dinner for my fiance Claude de Bossy and all his illegitimate children. (Note: This edit was made under extreme duress).

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• ClaudeDebussy

1. How I can restrain myself the next time someone tells me I look exactly like Sarah Palin. People - not a compliment.

2. "Did I turn the coffee maker off? Do I have time to go back and check?

3. If Bret Michaels will ever find his true love, and if she'll be able to accept him for spelling his name with one *t*. If so, she's a bigger woman than I (let's not even get started on the bandanas).

Being typical.

*When I was 6, I was so obsessed with Laura Ingalls that I made my mom make me a bonnet and I wore it to school for 3 years.

*Oh that and I'm a dominatrix. Is that what you meant by "private"?

*OK, I'm not a dominatrix, but I do own two leather jackets.

You find me adorable, particularly in leather. Meaning, my jackets.

(A note for my readers: I'm really not a dominatrix. It was a joke. Please pick up your free gift of sarcasm with profile purchase upon leaving).

In all seriousness (I suppose this is a good a time as any to start being serious on my profile), I'd imagine one just messages another if there is an interest in doing so. I'm far too shy to probably message anyone here, so if you do? You win automatic brave points.

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• DRS8888