I told someone I didn't like the cocky way they were attempting to hit on me and they called me (without irony) a Cuntasaurus Rex so I think OKC is going really well for me
OMG I'm sorry. I can't seem to do this sincerely. Here we go: I lived in China, I do improv pretty much every night of the week, I see a lot of shows at UCB, I was born in Germany, I was a political science major, I enjoy history and air and space museums. Have been to every continent except Australia and Antarctica because travel is a priority of mine. I love languages and have studied Mandarin Chinese, Spanish, French, German, Italian, Swahili, ASL, Arabic, and Russian to varying degrees of competency. I'm a singer and I'm obsessed with EDM and parkour videos.
Movies: The New World, actually everything Terrence Malick, Titanic, Hot Rod, Grandma's Boy, Das Leben der Anderen, Farewell My Concubine (Ba Wang Bie Ji, anyone?), Sin Nombre
TV: BSG, Human Giant, Parks and Recreation, Mad Men, Homeland, Lost, True Detective (Rust Cohle 4eva)
Music: The Glitch Mob, The Mars Volta, Nero, Elvis (the best singer of all time), Ben Folds, Lana del Rey, Krewella, Nirvana, Zeds Dead. I want Simon and Garfunkel's Sound of Silence played at my funeral.
Food: Brussels sprouts. All types of "ethnic" food (seriously is there not a better word for that?).
Please message me if you're polite. If you send me a nice message and I don't write back, it's just because I'm not interested and didn't want to send you a message to that effect, but I appreciate you writing to me! Unless you wrote some cocky bullshit, in which case I wrote you a really mean response and then didn't send it. So, interpret my silence as you will.
Oh and I have to admit that I don't want to go on a hike. See someone at 10 am on a Sunday? And then get sweaty in front of each other? No, thanks. Let's have a warm beverage and discuss early 20th century maritime history. Or, you know, whatever the fuck you're into. I'm a nice girl.