36Lubbock, United States
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My self-summary

Update: I'm now legally married. Might as well save you the trouble. Yes, this means you, Mr. Looking for Teh Sex on the Internets. If you are (astonishingly) trolling for intellectual conversation, then by all means message me.

My new personality test result makes me laugh. A lot.

I have eaten with chopsticks since the age of eight; I am completely incompetent with a fork.

My hair is so long I can sit on it. This comes from my laziness about cutting it and my hobby of spinning exotic wood hairpins on my minature lathe. I have insurance on my power tools, of which there are many, and none on my jewellery, of which there is none. Lee Valley rocks my socks, and my wallet. And my free time. My lathe is gathering rust because I have no space fit to enjoy my hobby, which makes me bitchy. And you thought sexual frustration makes a woman cranky. Take away her power tools? Issues.

My genetic makeup is Scottish. This a less wordy and awkward way of explaining that my hair wants to kick your ass, and the only time it and I get along is when I'm drunk. On the increasingly rare occasions that I am, I have been known occasionally to throw boors a whupping. If you just slapped my ass, this includes you. On said occasions, my hair rears up to threaten mayhem and lashes through the air like Medusa's snaky companions; I take no responsibility for any damage to nearby persons.

I began to read Shakespeare at nine. I was raised without television. I value learning more than skill. Knowledgeableness is hot. Regale me with your tales of membrane formation in frog spawn! (Or whatever it is that you know. Bonus points for big words out of which I can pick the Greek roots. Rawr!)

I am feisty, brazen, and serene
What I’m doing with my life
Studying ancient Greek and writing my thesis. Afterward, I will be going to the National Theatre School of Canada to study theatre design. When I work on designs, I forget to eat, drink, or answer the call of nature. It is a joyful state. Also, I married someone I met on OkCupid. No, seriously. I did, although it started without intent to date. Message me to ask me about it if you want. It does happen.

At the moment, I am probably expiring from boredom by degrees as I wait for federal permission to have a life.
I’m really good at
Theatre design. I also make a mean platter of sushi.
The first things people usually notice about me
My hair and its length, and the way I use my hands when I speak-- a legacy of being fluent in Sign Language. I suppose now that I'm in Texas, my Canadian accent.

Sometimes they notice they've just earned exasperated scorn; if you want to make a Canadian instantly hate your ignorant, offensive ass, please go ahead and make that irresistible joke about 'aboot' so we can identify you as someone incapable of hearing the diphthong and a jackass to boot.

Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
The Iliad. The Argonautika (even the Greeks had pulp fiction). Cryptonomicon. Neuromancer. Ender's Game. The Oresteia. The original Dune. And Gaiman. Oh god, Gaiman.

The movies I like are totally irrevelant. Often something violent, but visually inclined, with no pretensions to 'plot'. Plot in two hours or less? Please. If I wasn't leery of appearing pretentious, I'd admit to Lars and the Real Girl, Angel-a, Secretary, Dancer in the Dark, The Tango Lesson, and maybe Hero if I thought someone had an appreciation of design used as a silent narrative. And that, dear reader, is why I don't talk about my movie preferences, because it just comes out all wrong.

This too is totally random. Massive Attack. Rufus Wainwright makes me glad I'm not a gay man, because that would get ugly fast. Lisa Gerrard. Peter Gabriel. Anything with a beat primitive enough for dancing.

If it is Asian and it doesn't look like the animal it came from, I'll eat it. Especially sushi. Also, anything my partner cooks, because it's better than I could have made and best of all, I didn't.

Six things I could never do without
This is ridiculous. Chopsticks. Literary works. Tea. My beautiful Asian kitchen ware. Pestles and steamers and knives, Oh My! Conditioner (have you met my hair?). Yes, I know that's five- the sixth I'll keep to myself, thanks.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Lately, the American election and how the thought of it and how it will impact my life turns my bowels to water, but only metaphorically speaking. Otherwise, this would belong in the 'private things to admit' section.

Generally, I spend a lot of time thinking about why people interact the way they do, and what makes a person focus on the mundane instead of devoting only the necessary portion of their heads to the fine details of living and filling the rest of the space with ideas.

I also spend a lot of time wondering how to tell one from the other without just asking a potentially rude question.
On a typical Friday night I am
Being crass, whatever else I may be doing.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
If I were from any other country than Canada people would suspect I was a mail-order bride.

Sometimes their eyes glaze over in shock regardless, which tickles me fiercely because if I'd said I met my husband after we both woke up from a drunken one-night stand and had to re-introduce ourselves to one another, that would be less shocking.
You should message me if
You can tell me where my username comes from, if you speak four or more languages, or if you are preoccupied with literature or dancing. Or, heaven forefend, I've made a typo/spelling mistake somewhere. (I'll give you a hint. There is one. Only one.)

Lastly, if you're from Lubbock and are fundamentally bewildered by how the hell you ended up on essentially another planet.
The two of us