I am chapped-lipped, tongue-kissed, and (insert expletive!).
My Self-Summary
I don't know how to begin. Is that how most people begin?
A few days ago, I found myself in a conversation with a customer
and a co-worker about dude ranches. I was surprised to hear how
frequently employees had to deal with terrified patrons, and my
customer made a good point: "If they're visiting a dude ranch,
chances are they don't have much experience or finesse with animals
in the first place." It seemed to sum up my feelings on social
networking sites quite well. I could continue on with this metaphor
about biting the bullet and getting back up on the saddle after a
rough ride down a desolate trail, but, really. Who has the
time?
I have recently emerged from a very long term relationship that
seemed to suck the color out of my world. I want new people, I want
new experience, I want to find a better degree of fantastic than
available inside the dive bars I am forced to frequent.
I'm tired of bad news; I want the good news.
What I’m doing with my life
I work. A lot. I sling dongs like there's no tomorrow. When I'm not
advancing sexuality on all fronts, I'm reading, drinking, yelling,
fretting over the White Sox, and avoiding looking at my student
loan statements.
I’m really good at
evaluating and measuring rhetorical approach, especially in regards
to selling. I come from a long line of used car salesmen. I can be
very charming when I want to get inside your wallet (at work), or
your brown bottle (at play).
The first things people usually notice about me
I'm little in the middle but I've got much back. I'm also told I
smell very nice.
My favorite books, movies, music, and food
books: Catch-22, first and foremost. Anything by Martin Amis,
Huxley, Celine, Kosinski, Duras, Burgess, Woolf, Miller, Fante,
Vonnegut, Heller, Foer, Eggers, Levi. And oh so much more. Books
are my best friends.
movies: Magnolia. Kiss Kiss Bang Bang. To be completely honest, I
haven't seen most movies. I will probably shock and disappoint most
people when asked, "Have you seen (insert name of movie most people
in the world have seen)?"
music: I don't know the meaning of the phrase "guilty pleasure". I
was raised on Dylan & CCR, moved to Chicago because I thought I
could marry Billy Corgan, obsessively listen to Astronautalis, Why?
and Murder By Death, and drive around the city listening to
terrible radio rap and pop punk. If it makes me happy, I will
listen to it.
food: I would do terrible, terrible things for a meal made from
scratch. Or a good sandwich.
The six things I could never do without
Books.
Booze.
Baseball.
bellandwhistle
Bagels.
High Heels.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
everything. My brain never shuts off.
On a typical Friday night I am
more than likely drunk, barefoot and attempting to climb something
much larger than I'd consider attempting if I were sober.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit here
My glasses are being held together by a bent staple and unbridled
hope.
Editors
You should message me if
you love books as much as I do, or if you like yelling about
religion and politics while drunk on bourbon at 3am, or if you love
watching Arrested Development over and over and over in the company
of a small girl who can quote almost every episode by heart.