I'm married (to Lears_Fool_71). Can't quite recall our exact anniversary date, but that's ok, because neither can he. We're fairly certain folks ought to be sending us cards sometime around the second week of October. Sooner or later, one of us will dig out the certificate to check the date.

On the sexuality spectrum, I'm pretty much a big ole dyke. (Not physically big, actually, I'm rather smallish, but you know what I mean). Clearly, enough het-ness that I'm happily married (and not in that sad, weird "I"m uncomfortable with and therefore repressing my own sexuality" sort of way), but that cup is now empty.

Oh, bugger...to the bi-boys of the world, this message is for you...sorry, dears, the husband is str8! I've tried to fix him, but it's a Sisyphean labor. Ah, well...he's otherwise perfect, so can't complain ;) Anywho...I suspect I've done a lousy job of making that clear to date, so just wanted to spell that all out and save us all a bit of time and energy, you know? Best wishes and all that.

I'm quiet and sleepy most of the time. My life is reasonably stable, content, happy, blah, blah, blah. I guess I'm what you get when one of those sullen, depressive, goth, punk girls stops shaving her head and gets old. It's not so bad.

In terms of romantic relationships, I'm not open to casual encounters or any thing that doesn't also involve my husband. We come as a set, so to speak. We're looking to add to the already happy family, if anything. Casual encounters are fruit best savored by the young, which we no longer are.

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• FreyjaSkuld

Organizing things. Improving upon existing organizational systems. Being that new breed of librarian that rarely comes into contact with a book at work. Viewing source code. Cursing Microsoft.

I am a terribly boring person. I like numbers and patterns. Every test I take here seems to hit that point home all the more. The robot?!?! *feigns shock*

Learning things.

Covering stuff with paper.

Napping!

Being overly logical. Making nerds look like the cool kids.

Making my critters fat.

Ranting.

Making stuff vaguely resembling art out of recyclables.

My hair and my laptop. The former reaches my thighs and the latter may as well be attached.

Books: Most of them, the older and pervier the better. Rockin' with the old skool pr0n. Movies: Oh, pretty much anything involving some combination of campy horror sword-fighting sorcery martial arts. I watch lots of Japanese horror films. Most of what I like tends to not be in English. Sad, really, because that's all I speak. Music: Oh, you know...whatever. Nerdcore, old school punk, industrial, techno, classical, goth, rap, bad 80's new wave... Food: Starches and spices. Pizza. Hot things.

My laptop Open Source Bookshelves The husband My family The critters

I want your data! Seriously. When you've gotten that publication out, you're done with it, right? Why not open it up to others to mine and see what other wonderful things they can discover from your research? Make the world a better place. Make your data open. Sharing is good.

...sleepy.

I feel vaguely guilty for not putting more effort into this profile, but I'd much rather take a nice nap.

Actually, it's that I've got a big heart. This is private only because it's one of the few things about myself that I'm not entirely comfortable with. Still, I'm getting used to it.

You would be tolerant of my borderline dysfunctional need for alone time ;) Really, I'm a frickin' hermit.

That, and I've a terrible weakness for nerdy girls and ornery lil things...girls that look like a strong wind could blow them away, but are so full of piss and vinegar you wouldn't dare fuck with them.

Bonus points to those that have a good sense for when it's time to drag my sorry-ass away from the computer and interact with actual human beings in real-time. It's not something I'm naturally inclined to do.