What follows is a ranting paragraph that reflects the utter frustration of life in Southeast Kansas. I'm in a happier place now.
Because I moved.

I'm a fully lazy, psychotic, mean spirited, old soul who genuinely has the ability to be kind and considerate if it weren't such a waste for the unworthy that surround me. Where are the people that matter? The ones with intelligent things to say. The ones that can smell bullshit when it's being preached at them. The ones that aren't running toward the precipice of destruction at such an infuriating rate that you wish their skulls would explode and rain the gooey little bits on everyone that ever thought they were worth the precious air they consume? In any case, I'd say that mostly I'm just bored with flat people and flat conversation and stressed out. My current opinion of what I need: A guy that doesn't irritate the hell out of me to willingly participate in healthy sexual expression and generally comforting physical contact, within the context of some level of trust and reciprocal care. I'm very comfortable with 'No'. But I could really use a steady release for my tension and frustration via intelligent humor and someone who generally doesn't make me sick at their continued existence.

I am a certified educator of the 7-12 variety, specializing in Middle School Science and High School Biology.
I hope to join the Peace Corp in the not too distant future.
I aspire to be a Park Ranger at some point in my life.
Currently I'm looking for part time employment of almost any sort so I can substitute teach 3 or 4 days a week.
I'm in Gardner (couch surfing), slowly depleting my savings for the sake of my own sanity and happiness. So far it's working splendidly. If you have suggestions to further raise my spirits in KC or Lawrence, I'm listening.

Napping. Seeing things from the practical and logical perspective. Exuding a certain scary, intelligent earthiness that seems to be especially intimidating to Bible Belt psychos. Listening. Sewing/costuming/tailoring.

Probably that after the initial once over, if they haven't caught my interest I tune out. I'm a loner. Typically I try very hard to go unnoticed in crowds as I HATE to be stared at, despite this I can't help but exercise my own unique sense of style.

Favorite book ever - Shogun. Generally I'll read anything I can get my hands on. Science fiction and historical fiction are my favorites though. I took off July 21 so I could wait for the UPS man to deliver my copy of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.
Movies - Difficult. I love movies. Especially kung fu, violent/gory, or ones with intelligent writing and careful attention to cinematography. Storytelling is a great attribute that not many people that make movies actually have.
(Favorite directors: Tim Burton, John Waters, Barry Sonnenfeld)
Music - Tool, NIN, Linkin Park, Orgy, The Cure, Billy Idol, Nirvana, Pearl Jam, Deftones, Incubus, Ozzy, Queens of the Stone Age, MSI, Weezer, Instrumental jazz. Anything that can be played loud without loosing its magic and doesn't sound like it's sung by a guy with his balls in a vice.
Food - Indian, Sushi, anything made from a potato, wheat flakes, fruit, oatmeal.

My fantastic lucid dreams. Alpha males in eyeliner. My eyes. Incense. Friends with interesting stories to tell. A society to comment on.

How much more I'm going to enjoy life as a 30-something.
How easy it is to drown.
Where all the interesting people are. Because it's obviously not here.
Whether my desire to get off will eventually override my discriminating taste and sense of self worth.
Corsets, bondage, and all the fun you can have while tied down.
How oppressive and corrosive our society is to the essential goodness that is inate in.. a minority of the world population.
The power and respect that labor unions deserve.
Genetically engineering some sort of terribly painful disease that effects people based on intelligence or lack thereof.
How sparsely populated the planet would be if I had all those fun super powers that I do when I'm asleep.
My inability to really relax without a good hard shoulder rub.
Whether or not my car is going to explode one day while I'm inside it.
Whether or not my car will explode when intercepted by a bee.
Why clothes today are so excessively ugly.
Why everyone seems to want to dress their 9 year old daughter like a skanky gutter slut.
What if Barack Obama wins.
What happened to manners.
Why do the talented always die before they can burn out due to insanity and old age.
What happens when my parents get so old they can't support themselves any more.
Why is it that guys think it's ok to come at me cock swinging instead of formulating witty discourse? (Because it's not)

If it's clear outside I'm usually staring up at the sky and the moon. Astronomy is the way to a witch's heart. I'd like to manage to not leave bed all evening but that gets boring after a while. Especially when I've filled all my napping quota. Care to take part in the grossly under-exercised cuddle quota? Oh, and making out. I really miss making out.

*(You must pass the I.Q. portion of the exam before I'll let you touch me)

I'm only scary if I don't like you. I won't deny the intimidation factor though.

I sound interesting and you don't want dirty pictures or crude exchange of messages. Vulgarity is unacceptable.
If you have something to teach me.
You want to hang out and have a beer or otherwise have a low key, and amusing time.