I'm me what more can I say? I've been compared to a Keebler Elf, dubbed a redheaded party favor, and been told I was too much fun to be smart. I'm not sure if all three are compliments, but I choose to think of them as such. I collect nicknames by no choice of my own, and if you're lucky I'll list them for you. I'm unique and looking for the same. I find it difficult to open up to large groups and am shy in the beginning, but once I warm up to you there is no stopping the force that is me.

I've also been told I'm honest to a fault, personally I just think I suck at playing the make nice tell 'em what they want to hear game. Tact is, unfortunately, not my strong suit. I'm not fond of having my sincerity questioned so you're pretty much guaranteed if I say something, I mean it. If you tell me you like a movie and I think it's crap I'll say I didn't like it (and then we can have a nice healthy discussion about why you're wrong and I'm right :P ) and if you tell me you love chilling on a beach somewhere, I'll point out that I hate the sun. Ok, so hate may be a little harsh, I'm sure the sun never intentionally did me any harm, but really, we have a need/go away now and bring on the night relationship.

For the first time in my life I have a normal 8-5 Monday - Friday job and I'm enjoying every moment of it. I love having my evening and weekends free to rebuild old friendship and to make new ones. Just trying to control the amount of drama around me so I can enjoy life.

Making people laugh, though, not necessarily on purpose. I can't always tell if you're laughing with me or at me, but hey, at least we're having a good time. I'm exceptionally good at being a dork and doing stuff that would cause those made of weaker stuff to die from embarrassment. I can cook a mean batch of chicken and noodles from scratch, and my deviled eggs are lusted over. I have an uncanny ability to tell people the very things they need to hear, rather than the things they want to hear. I try to be a good friend, but let's face it, I'm a selfish human being and it's all about me me me. Oh, and let's not forget my skills at being a smart ass.

I have short little legs -- I've even had a friend make up a really stupid song about them... complete with a dance that is best done on top of an elevated surface. And NO, you won't be seeing me do that (or the Elaine dance) until we've known each other for a while. Oh, and apparently my hair is starting to grab attention since I started growing it back out.

I love to read but don't really have favorites. Dean Koontz, Janet Evanovich, Stephen King, Michael Crichton and James Patterson are good choices. I'm a movie lover, and the list is way too long to be comprehensive, but I'll try to list a few: The Fifth Element, Princess Bride, Monster Squad, all Die Hard movies, Transformers, Pride & Prejudice, French Kiss, anything Pixar, the new Star Trek, The Iron Giant, 300, and anything starring Jason Statham. I'm eagerly awaiting the release of The Fantastic Mr. Fox, but will impatiently wait until my movie buddy can go with me (ok, so I might actually go see it without him and watch it again when he gets back in town) And I might as well admit now that I love going to see animated movies and I watch cartoons.

I'm stupid when it comes to music, I can't tell you song titles or who it's by, but I know when I like it. I do have a tendency to sing and seat dance in the car with the radio blaring.

Sometimes I feel like such a country girl when it comes to food. I'm a fan of red meat and potatoes, catfish, homemade chicken and noodles, fried chicken and mashed potatoes. I rate restaurants based on their bread. If given the choice between Mexican and Italian, I'm gonna go with the pasta. Hooray for carbs!

Air conditioning
access to the internet
laughter
good friends
my bed
good food

how many brain cells I've lost from working with idiots. Stupid is contagious. My brain pretty much shuts down at this point.

Parked on someones couch, surrounded by friends, watching Wipeout or some other randomness, eating the best damn tacos you will ever eat (made by me), and drinking Coke Zero.

Growing up I either wanted to be Rogue from the X-Men or Red Sonja. I'm a good girl but deep down I want to be Bonnie, with or without Clyde.

you can make me laugh. I'm a snorter, it's a vicious cycle of pigginess when you get me going.