I thought once, a few short years ago, that I knew exactly what I wanted from life and had no reason to doubt that I would get it. Now that those years have passed, I find several things on my list checked off- world travel, great love affairs, high-ranking jobs, a pretentious but adored diploma. However, I'm rather lost. Not lost in the traditional sort of notion in that I have some location or event I'd like to be attending and have misplaced myself; but, rather, in a way that is somehow really rather conventional (as much as I prefer to thwart convention). A strange, limbo, twenty-something convention that people don't really talk about when they sing the praise of a twenty-something-thousand dollar education.

I've found I don't mind being lost since I'm finding interesting things along the way- which is a motto of mine since I find myself lost in the traditional way quite often. It's a contradiction but then I like those too.

While I don't mind being lost, I do mind being lonely. I'm a Columbus-Convert and find that there are a lot of things I'd like to do but would like to do them with someone. What kind of someone? I'm not sure (being lost and all) but am up for negotiation. That someone would be brilliant, funny, love long talks and adventurous. That person would be frank with me when I'm foolish but loving. Most other things are negotiable such as intentions in our relationship (intimate or simply friends), deviations (use your imagination, jeeze), education (formal, informal, trade), gender (or non-gender as it were), or occupation (teach me something new).

Working much more than I ever thought I would at a lot of things I don't quite like. Trying to find work I do like. Volunteering at things I love. Planning for grad school. Wishing my piercings would not be infected. Wistfully browsing cheaptickets.com and couchsurfers.com. Running away and running back again. Making poor choices and laughing about them.

Boredom and proximity are the two greatest evils in my life...

Being convincing, argumentative, and telling tall tales. Using alliteration.

Making the first move (but usually not the second). Smiling diplomatically.

Knitting, sewing, and baking (and other house-wifery [but not being a housewife {not that there's anything wrong with that}]).

Faking accents and doing imitations.

Being sweet and innocent looking- I am quite sweet though.

Figuring out possible solutions to improbable problems (alliteration!).

Being the girl-you-always-can-go-to.

That I am much older than I appear.

The short indie girl-hair. The short, shortness of me.

The funky glasses.

My temper, occasionally. I blame the Irishness.

Books-I have millions of favorite books. To put them here would slight most of those millions for the benefit of just the few. But, I tell you, Dr. Seuss never goes out of style and almost always has the answer...outside of that, Henry David Thoreau, Emily Dickinson, Ralph Waldo, Emerson, Bell Hooks, Cornell West, Philip Pullman, Poppy Z. Brite, Oscar Wilde, Gregory Maguire, Amina Wadud, and Philippa Gregory to name a very small few. (If you know Brite, Wadud, or Hooks you just might score with me- winkwink).

Movies- Documentaries, mockumentaries, comedy, and horror (I love me a good B rated horror flick). I watch Mean Girls, Love at First Bite, In Her Shoes, Lars and the Real Girl, and Amityville Horror over and over again. I go through actor phases where I want to see everything someone's been in... then I fall out of love with them and feel a little resentful when I see a film again.

Music- It really depends on mood and setting. I listen to mostly rock and alternative on my own, but I love hip-hop beats and classical music too. I'll go to just about any show- I love live music. Recently, I've gotten into reggaeton which is kinda far from my typical rock-esque music..but I just love it for summer- so much energy and movement.

Food- Indian and Mexican. I like it spicy, but not necessarily hot. Which could very well be an innuendo but isn't.

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My glasses

Books

Peanut Butter (Accompanied by Skim Milk)

My familio-friends.

Chap stick

Passion (for life, for love, for everything)

The Optimist in me:
The state of our world, my place within it, and what I can do to make it a better place.

The Realist in me:
Recently, I've been thinking about how much I dislike my 9 to 5iver job and the GRE.

The Maundane in me:
Where the heck is the bathroom in this place; my gawd I'm bored; will I be making rent this month in a timely manner; is that a cockroach or a "water bug"? Are polka-dots not an adult enough pattern for my sheets these days...

Most of my friends and I have jobs with random hours so the whole traditional weekend thing rarely applies. But, I know what the question was getting at, so I won't be all coy:

Out at a show, out at a bar, debating cab fare, out at a club or having a dinner-movie-game night with my friends. Given how broke we are, the later may become more popular soon.

If I'm stuck at with everyone in hermit mode, you can find me at the local book store's clearance, sci-fi/horror, and travel department.

The most private thing I'm willing to admit here is that I am a horrible driver and fairly embarrassed by that fact.

I try really, really hard (I swear, I do), but I have no sense of direction and feel like curbs are my own personal enemy. With that in mind, I would really like to live in an excellent public transportation city one day or live right around everything I want to go to.

You should message me if:

-You can alleviate my boredom which is a challenge, I promise.

-If you like challenges. In life in general and women in specific.

-you dig curvy indie girls who are short and feisty.

-you wanna talk politics or religion with someone who isn't judgmental and loves to learn other sides.

-If you posses: an accent or dimples or a love of travel.

- you have a different or similar kinda love for the world.