Polyamorous homebody seeks friendship first. There's this new thing I'm trying called looking before I leap. I like being able to relax around people, but it's difficult if I don't use sex, drugs, or rock and roll as a hack. Absent these mechanisms, you really have to give me some time. A little mutable, a little forgetful, a little distant, a little shy, a little overly intense (or so I'm told, and have no reason to disbelieve).
I'm a behaviorist and an empiricist but also believe in the existence of things that are wholly unsayable, and immeasurable. Contradictory? Don't get me started.
Mostly I just like watching the world go by. There's a calm that comes with keeping still and waiting, and I'd rather watch than participate most of the time. And, this world place is endlessly surprising and beautiful.
Life-path wise, I finished my Psych undergrad at UBC a couple of years ago and am spooling up to start my Master's in Counselling in the next year or so. I'm back in the customer service industry, after a year-long stint working with kids as an after school program leader at a neighbourhood house in East Van. I know I need to get my butt in gear towards a ore fulfilling life, but inertia, she's a powerful force.
Missing pop-culture references. Be a part of my cultural education! Explain me things!
Talking when the other person is just about to talk, when I'm on the phone.
Laughing at inappropriate times.
Self-flagellation (both kinds). Want to help?
Filling in the conversational blanks when someone can't think of the word they want. I'm sorry if this annoys you.
Keeping my shit together when I'm intoxicated, to the extent that people who don't know me extremely well can't tell. I feel like it reflects poorly on drunks and drug users to behave otherwise.
Walking very, very quickly. I'm not in a hurry; I just like it. Especially walking through crowds, dodging people and other obstacles. It makes me feel like I'm in the matrix.
I can sort of sing, and more than sort of cook.
Ethnic indeterminacy. Tattoos. A harshly judgmental us-them attitude that I can't turn off. My goofy grin. My weird oilspot stare.
Movies: Brick, Doom Generation, Nowhere, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, Alien/s, Zodiac, Speed Racer, Kill Bill, Pulp Fiction, Secretary, Death Proof, Slither, Eyes Wide Shut, In the Cut, Waking Life, Baraka, Taxi Driver, The King of Kong, Confessions of a Superhero, Speed Racer (underrated), Looper, Ghostbusters, The 7-up series, The Union...
TV: The Wire, Fooly Cooly, Cowboy Bebop, Adventure Time, Regular Show, Aqua Teen Hunger Force, Parks and Recreation, Breaking Bad, Dexter, Firefly, Community, Arrested Development, Buffy, Lost, Generation Kill, Venture Brothers, Invader Zim, Misfits, Game of Thrones...
Music: Radiohead, CocoRosie, The Dandy Warhols, The Glitch Mob, The Pillows, Tool, Bright Eyes, Ratatat, Aesop Rock, Truckfighters, The White Stripes, The Glove, Dashboard Confessional, Lotus Child, The Zolas, basically anything hooky, doomy, or eclectic.
Food: ...fuck, everything. Sushi*, nachos, cookies, cake, chocolate*, pizza, roast turkey and stuffing*, steak*, cheese, burgers, bacon*, berries, pie*...
* = favorite.
Cool, soul-enriching art. Especially art that makes me a bit uncomfortable.
Mind expansion in various forms.
Somewhere to make food.
Mostly I just have my head in the clouds, open to whatever drifts by.
(Yes, I have a boyfriend. No, that doesn't mean I am unavailable, emotionally or logistically. Ask me if you want to know more.)