- The basics: Single half-white, half-Peruvian female (hah, that makes it sound like I know anything about Peru or its culture, which I really don't), in grad school, not looking for anything but friends. For those with difficulty taking hints, that means I will not sleep with you.
- I'm fat - very much so - and not very attractive, so you won't find a full-body picture of me. I tend to shy away from cameras. Seriously. I don't think I've let someone take an unobscured picture of me in over five years. My family, however, can probably make an age-progression flipbook from images of me with my hands covering my face.
- I like comics, both American and manga. I used to entertain fantasies of breaking into the comics industry, but I have kind of laid those to rest. The hows and whys of comic-making and the comics industry, particularly webcomics, though, still interest me quite a bit.
- I am working towards my MBA, have a Bachelors in Business Administration with a creative writing minor. Undergrad was done and grad degree is in progress at the University of St. Thomas. Secret fact: I hate business so very, very much, and my favorite part of school is the literary magazine. I am the editor, because some damn fool thought it'd be a good idea to put me in charge of something.
- I live with my family. They're pretty awesome, in very strange ways. That in no way lessens my intense desire to move out.
- I am currently six for six in "Seeing People I Met Online In Person Without Them Killing Me And Wearing My Skin As A Suit". I am proud of this record. This record is the reason I am not going to go hang out with you after we have sent each other three messages. Arguing with my logic is a surefire way to convince me that you long for a brand new Jenni-skin suit.
- I love the funny. I will do many things for a laugh, and I feel that people who lack a sense of humor are sad, empty husks of human beings.
- I am automatically distrustful of anyone with the words "hot" or "sexy" in their username.
- I get along well with nerds/geeks/dorks. They are my people.
- I choose to believe that if you are shirtless in your OKCupid profile photo, then you are shirtless all the time.
- I'm an enigma, wrapped in mystery, enveloped in secrecy, dipped in a delicious candy coating.
- I am deathly allergic to taking anything (myself included) too seriously.

I am going to grad school full time and work as the editor of the university literary magazine (which is... like a small part-time job, I suppose, except there's always the chance I might not get paid). I also help out a bit in taking care of my grandparents, who are getting on in years.

I haven't the faintest idea what I want to do when grad school is over. Hopefully there will be some sort of employment involved, but we'll see if an MBA makes up for a lack of real-world experience. Somehow I doubt it.

Ruining the moment. It is like a superpower. It does not bother me at all (as mentioned above, I am deathly allergic to taking anything too seriously), and if you are the type who doesn't mind me looking deep into your eyes, taking your hand, and whispering "That's what she said" during a tender moment, then we should definitely hang out.

I'm fat? I'm tall? I get called 'sir' almost weekly by cashiers and whatnot, so I'm guessing it's not the boobs or anything feminine... I have seriously considered taking up the practice of wearing makeup or low-cut shirts in hopes that more people will accurately assess my gender. But then I remember that I am lazy, that sexy clothing I like is not made in my size, and that makeup annoys me on many levels.

People who have spoken to me in meatspace as well as online quickly realize that I speak exactly the same way I type. I even say things like "intertubes" and "double-you tee eff", though I suppose the usage could be more accurately categorized as ironic, rather than genuine. I also call it 'meatspace' much to the chagrin of, well, everyone I've ever known. I like the term, dammit.

It's also come to my attention that something, if not the first thing, people notice about me is that I am always taking care of others. I rarely go out, because I am usually doing something for my family (also, a severe dislike of most of what 'going out' entails). If I am out and about, like as not I'm running errands. Even when I go to school, I tend to bring food for the literary magazine staff members.

High school pretty effectively killed my love of reading, which I think is kind of sad. When I was young, I'd plow through books like mad. Now I don't seem to have much of an attention span. My fondness for books is slowly returning to some small degree, at least. Graphic novels and comics also seem to have helped matters, as I am not required to focus quite so much with them.
I did recently read World War Z, which I loved. Zombies scare the bejibbers out of me. There is something so inherently horrifying about them. So naturally, I read the damn book when it's pitch black outside and I'm alone in the house. Clearly, I am BRILLIANT.

Also just read Calcium Made Interesting, which is a collection of Graham Chapman's writings.The following excerpt about Chapman's antics has convinced me that not only is he one of my heroes (he had already attained that rank for being in Monty Python), but he might well have been my soulmate:
Invited to speak at the Cambridge Union, he appeared dressed as a carrot. Refusing to speak, he smiled happily at the room for a full ten minutes. Jon Cleese called it 'the only time in world history that a totally silent man has succeeded in inciting a riot'.

I don't really go out much, so I don't see a lot of movies. I am a sucker for musicals and animation (not so much some of the more recent ones, but the Incredibles? Was awesome). I think the last film I chose to see in theaters was probably Slither, which I enjoyed muchly. As far as TV goes (this prompt doesn't mention TV, but nearly everyone lists their favorite shows, and dammit, if everyone jumps off a bridge, I will, too. Their squishy corpses will make my landing much softer), my entire family is addicted to The Office, and I may have an unhealthy amount of love for Glee, Scrubs, and Firefly. Arrested Development ate my brain upon my discovery that Hulu offered all the episodes.
I also rather love Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog, though I don't know that it counts as a movie or television show...
After taking multiple marketing classes, I can no longer watch commercials without attempting to analyze them. After taking a screenwriting class, I can no longer watch movies or TV without attempting to analyze and dissect them. After becoming interested in feminism I can no longer look at ANYTHING without analyzing it on some level. Sometimes I would like to be able to just turn off my brain and mindlessly enjoy things more.

I tend to love music that makes my snobby siblings want to disown me. I apparently do not possess the 'ironic appreciation' gene, so my love of awful music is, in fact, genuine.

I love to cook, but my family is super-picky to the point where I really don't feel like bothering most of the time. I still do it, but I get really cranky about it now and again.

Lizards.

How one day, science will give me my very own neckfrill. One glorious day.

What makes people think, feel, and act as they do.

I do not spend nearly as much time as I ought to thinking about my classes. Bad me.

Why cartoons these days are largely utter crap. Seriously, Cartoon Network. What the hell. Even Adult Swim has devolved into a cesspool of random comedic abortions. Venture Brothers and Metalocalypse need to take over.
(Yeah, I spend time thinking about cartoons. Geeky McNerdpants, here.)

Feminism.

I think a lot about committing Random Acts of Art and unleashing it on the city. But I never actually do it. Sadface.

What I will do when the zombies come. Or, rather, which one of the three people who have offered will mercy-kill me first after the zombiepocalypse begins.

At home. Watching TV -- possibly an Astros or Rockets game, depending on the time of year, and almost always What Not To Wear (anyone who has seen how I dress laughs and laughs upon finding out I watch that show). Also, wasting time on the intertubes. I lead a very dull life.

More than once, I have encountered someone I actually know (and went to high school with!) on OKCupid. This freaks me out a little.

I rarely message people, because I feel too awkward. Even when they seem really awesome. I actually have an easier time introducing myself to strangers in meatspace than online.

I freak out and get really anxious about singing in front of people, and I am trying to overcome this. Karaoke is fun. But still more fun when I'm not the one singing.

You are hilarious, creative, intelligent, and have a basic grasp of proper spelling and grammar. I am serious about that last one, people. If you cannot be bothered to type out "y-o-u" instead of "u", I cannot be bothered to talk to you. Just don't do it. It makes me disgruntled and twitchy.
And also! Please avoid the use of pet names unless I know you well. My name is Jenni. Just call me Jenni. I am aware that it is a little irrational, but calling me "baby", "sweetie", etc. is offputting enough to make me want to block you immediately. Only one person in my life has ever been able to call me "baby" and NOT make my skin crawl with disgust and loathing. You are not that person.

Additionally, message me if our 'enemy' rating is over 70%. I seriously want to know what that would entail. Do you eat puppies? Set fire to orphanages? I MUST KNOW.
{edit} OH MY GOD I FOUND MY ARCH-NEMESIS. Turns out that penjoylife is the anti-me, or something. 0% match, 3% friend, 99% enemy. This is the greatest thing, ever.