I'm a troublemaker with astoundingly low ambition. I work as a
cashier at a farmers market, usually about six days a week, and I
love every minute of it. I didn't attend school, I will honestly
never make a lot of money, I don't even understand the concept of
buying clothing that isn't second hand, I've never in my adult life
paid for a haircut, I live with my mother in pure chaos and I don't
drive, nor do I really want too. I'm hopeless, but I take care of
myself. I am, bar none, the happiest, friendliest person I know. In
person, I'm also hilariously nervous, most of the time, complete
with stuttering. I am not a good romantic prospect. I'm pretty
convinced that I can do everything better alone. I'm a pretty rad
friend, however. I'll tag alone with almost anything, gleefully,
and point out how fantastic it is the whole time. Part of being a
pretty rad friend is that I'm a pretty harsh judge of who I
actually try to be cool with. Fair warning.
I'm done listing things now, starting so many sentences with "I"
makes me feel boring.
I have a lot of people ask me what I'm looking for on this site,
and I'm looking for either a good conversation or an interesting
prospect. I don't play this dating website game. Pretend it's a
bar, either you can start a conversation with me that makes me want
to hang out or you can tip me off to the fact that the bar across
the street has cheaper drinks and shadier, more interesting
clientele and invite me to go with you. Here's a helpful list of
things that I've never responded well to, here or in meatspace:
overt sexual advances, winks, or carefully rehearsed lines
I don't have any good place to put it, but I'm keeping the Jack
White quote because it's important: I don't trust anybody who
doesn't like Led Zeppelin.