I'm quite bad at describing myself so here's a list of random adjectives that I probably have something in common with:
creative, intelligent, shy, witty, warm, self-deprecating, lazy, well-read, affectionate, literate, honest, clumsy, nearsighted, quiet, calm, opinionated, inquisitive, and occasionally slightly moody.
I'm a musician. I cook. I read. I enjoy good beer & whiskey. I've traveled quite a bit. I enjoy geeky movies and video games. I've worked just about every kind of crappy restaurant and bar job that doesn't involve disrobing.
I'll admit to being somewhat of a misanthrope in general, an idealist and romantic under specific circumstances. I enjoy finding the individuals that remind me that humanity isn't always as bad as people make it seem to be.
I don't really have any trouble meeting new people, the problem is that they're usually the same kind of people. Traveling in musical and service industry circles has led to most of my friends sharing a pretty predictable set of interests, which are all fine and fun, but sometimes I want to meet people who are into different things.
As much as I try to see myself as a quiet, boring, stay at home person, reality has a way of making me a magnet for the strange and entertaining. I'm the one that gets the call at 9am from the friend that's been up all night, because sometimes I will get out of bed and join them for a drink. The guy the stripper invites over for dinner after her shift. The one being dragged off to watch the sunrise from a cemetary or being cajoled into skinny-dipping in Swedish canals. It puzzles me, but people seem to see me as much more adventurous than I see myself. In fact, it wouldn't surprise me if there was a wizard and a dozen dwarves at my door right now.
I'm also beginning to suspect I may have something of a bad reputation, which amuses me to no end.