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My self-summary
] Currant temp. (very, I hope) status: [
I'm going @Z%# nuts trying to find a new place/ roommate(s), right about now. So, I'm really sorry: this has made me very bad at answering messages. Totally horribly harried.
… but wait--please don't NOT send a message due to that!

… (BY the way, if YOU know of anything room-wise …)

Risking sounding really silly, I've been forgetting I left OKCupid open on some tab or other computer somewhere, thus making it look like I'm "Online now!" w/ resulting false impressions of dis-interest, over-interest, blaughghlkeragh…
Is "intrest" a word? Moving along … -≥


. … or …
Forward (… ?)

I have the bad habit of "SAVE"-ing people, but not mailing them anytime soon. This isn't on purpose, but rather feeling like I could come up with something better and/or more intelligent to say in the future. Please, don't interpret this negatively.
Ehhh …
(By the way, it IS the 2000's, and by now it should not be bad for a girl/woman to initiate contact … )

Anywho …



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To start, a disclaimer: The following words are so intense and self-exploring that most can't get through them without becoming overwhelmed, often collapsing. So if you faint and crack open your head, you were warned.
… "Self-exploring"? Eughw … ...


That being said,

I like … … things.


I have the machine that goes "ping!"

I believe in free-will. (If I'm right, then I'm right. If I'm wrong, then it wasn't my choice.).

Humor is necessary.

I had been working at an artists' non-profit, I do computer things free-lance and host shows (I used to have a weekly open-mic variety show at a bar).

I am. Therefore. Etc.


Blah blah blah, yadda yadda yadda.



MOM says I'm okay. So there.

I'll finish this in the past ...

I am boldly(?) humble, adequately wonderful, and damn timid, punk!
What I’m doing with my life
Sacrificing it for others. Sniff.

Right NOW? Listening to WBEZ & typing this, or volunteering at WBEZ.

I am a poet computer-tech journalist performer. Getting all this down? Good; there will be a quiz.
I’m really good at
Making you a martini.

Partying dude! Yeah! Woo!!--I mean, er, that is, um … making others high on life. Making women glad they were born. Making women who read this cringe.xxcc

cynicism, not that it makes any difference,

editing, (sometimes) writing, open-mics,hosting / MC'ing live shows on-stage,

taming prose and poetry
taming computers

... taming you?

Cooking and baking, when I have the wherewithal.
I was 9 or 10 when I used to drive my mother crazy by making up successful baking recipes as I went along... some people used to tell me I should open a restaurant after they had my cooking.

I've shown some expertise at being confused . Randomly.

... And then there are the Boombah Loompa does...
The first things people usually notice about me
The flock of scantily-clad feminists that I'm constantly fighting off.
My star-like qualities.

My hot hard, rock-steady, steely, piercing … . . . … cold gray-blue eyes.
Yes. You are feeling drowsy . . . you are now hypnotized . . . muh-wa--ha-ha...
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Books: TV Guide.

Movies: That count-down walk-light at Division and Ashland.

Music: The soundtrack of your soul.

Food: Flintstones' Chewables.


I can't narrow things down to single favorites, but

How 'bout radio? Like Chicago Public Radio!?

Not an exhaustive list: Books … books … okay, I'm not sure, perhaps The Great Gatsby, Dune, Slaughterhouse Five, Lord of the Rings, The Aubis Gates (nothing to do w/Microsoft), books/stories by F. Scott Fitzgerald, Kurt Vonnegut, Jr., Asimov, Elison, and, that one dude and that other guy … my memory is very, ah, er, … who are you and how did you get into my living room?

Not complete: Oh, the many movies.
"Adaptation" is the best dramatization of what it's like to be a writer that I've seen.
Star Wars, nothing but Star Wars, woooo … (apologies to Bill Murray)

Incomplete: Most music, except inane, bad top-40, bad country and mindless, very repetitive stuff. Classic rock, prog rock, party-rock, non-radio new-wave, lounge, jazz, classical, real rap (as in the '80s), some puck, some electronica, on and on. And TV theme songs. Show tunes?

The more unusual the food the better, although I've never broken the bug-barrier.

Garlic & gin, just like everybody.

Six things I could never do without
1) Your hands 2) The music of luuuv. 3) We got some 'round back. 5), no, I mean, 4)! No, wait--Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!

(Someone please tell me if you got the above)

4.1) People who know what "literally" means, who know using more than three "!"s and/or "?"s isn't cute or clever, nor effective in any other way. Wait, is that how to indicate a plural?

6) Fritz the cat.

6.1) The laaaaaadies…

6.2) The laaaaaadies…

6.3) Did I say, The laaaaaadies…?
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Me, me, me! NO!-- I mean, You, you YOU!


What they just said.

Why does my neck hurt?

What is Fritz doing now?

Why does the fridge smell like … that?


My internal dialogue.

On a typical Friday night I am
checking to make sure it's not actually SUNDAY night.


Planning for world peace … no, wait, I meant to say,
"doing what I do every Friday night: TRYING TO TAKE OVER THE WORLD!!"

-- oh wait, erase that, rewind, go back to the first one.
Thank you.


… sitting in one of the few remaining non-yuppie/suburban-tourist greater Wicker Park-area locales.
Not that I'm prejudicial towards yuppies and tourists. I have other more importing things to hate, like certain politicians.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
Sometimes I get all misty.

I'm frequently mistaken for God's gift to women, or for maybe a comedian.

I frequently fall asleep fully dressed. Drooling.

I'm actually secretly famous.

You should message me if
… if you can handle the constant satisfaction and ecstasy borne out of knowing ME …


… BUT . . . can you handle "The Wow"?






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