I'm agreeable to a chat here and there, be it serious or silly. I am not, however, interested in being asked out in anything more than a friendship context.
I'm full of contradictions. I'm shy and outgoing. I want to live with no human contact and surrounded by people that provide me with mental stimulation and friendship. There's more the list goes on forever.
I'm not the best at talking about myself until I know the person I'm spilling to.
I love nature.
I love animals.
If I had to choose an adult human life or any other animal to save.....
better hope you aren't the human.
If I had to choose a child human life or any other animal to save.....
I'd trade my life to save both of theirs.
I'd give my life to save a stranger.
I'd kill if the circumstances were right. No I wouldn't feel the least bad about it (I have no remorse when a situation warrants action).
I believe in self responsibility (if you ate the Big Mac it isn't McDonald's fault you're overweight).
I'll get lost in a book, a painting, a piece of music, and a vista.
Even though I don't believe in love, I've felt it.
I am artsy, friendly, and brainy
I work whatever job is handy at the time, sometimes I'll work more than one. But that doesn't really count as an answer does it?
I'm raising my son. That's the most important thing I'm doing right now.
I'm trying to understand humans, especially the men. You're a strange bunch (men that is). Animals are easy to figure out, people I just can't make sense of.
I'm trying to make the world a better place: One recycled can at a time One petition at a time One kind act at a time One smile at a time
I'm trying to grow as a person. At this point I've figured out what my flaws are, it's just a question of fixing them without going past the middle ground.
No really, I am. It's just a question of me being interested enough to bother putting my mind to something.
I'm a wonderful listener. I'm amazing with my hands. I love carpentry and general crafty stuff. I love gardening. Not just the froufrou stuff, give me a shovel and tell me to clear out a place for your new pond and I jump for joy.
Then of course there are work days, it's usually my corsets that are noted before anything else.
Outside of those, most anything that comes out of my kitchen would count as a 'favorite' food.
I was taught by my grandmothers how to cook and I believe in making things from scratch, with patience and love. It takes far longer to make a meal in this manner, however it's worth it when the people I care enough about to cook for are clearly enjoying our meal.
So far as reading material goes, if it's printed I'll likely be reading it.
So far as music, if it exists I'll listen to it.
I don't really bother with television or movies, though there are occasionally times that I'll break that habit for something worthwhile. "Dr. Who" has pulled my nose out of a book many times, and I've watched "Psych" and "Supernatural" on the request of my son.
If there were no songs, no rhythms, no beat, my soul would wither away. Music is my heart's voice. When I'm filled with joy, I sing. When my heart feels like it can't take another lash, I sing. When I have nothing else I have music.
I need a heartbeat besides my own.
There aren't many times I'm not seen reading something. If there's nothing else around, I'll read a cereal box or a shampoo bottle.
What's the point if I'm not learning?
Nature and music are two sides of the same coin for me. When I'm really torn up, I go in the woods and vent. I always feel like I'm loved when I'm surrounded by flora and fauna, especially trees.
Just to be a smarty-pants... Air/Water/Food
I used to put my job in second place, and often it could look as though it were in first because I would spend most of my time earning the roof, food, and etcetera my son and I need.
Life has been teaching me that killing myself and burning though my minutes to ensure we survive isn't the best path to take.
These days I'm taking a step back and looking at my son, how much he has grown and all that he's missed out on because my time belonged to a company; and I'm very grateful that there are people in our lives who're happy to spend time on the both of us and remind me it's okay to breathe.
Learning a new song.
Trying not to get hit by a car when I take my bicycle out.
Walking in the woods.
Wishing on a star.