Wearing too much jewelry. Always.
Usually dancing for no reason.
Probably singing whatever bad 90's jam has just come on in the bar.
Hand-written letters are a dying art.
Let's bring them back.
ENFJ, if you're into that kinda thing.
Insta-stalk me: @e_nahumalbright
My awkwardness when we meet will be equal to this:
Chances are I'll do an awkward shoulder roll dance, or name game your name... Because, God dammit, that's just who I am.
And waiting for the G train. Like a boss.
And being bad at a lot of things, but in a comical, silly way.
Oh, and dropping things.
1. My curls
2. My hair color
3. My current glasses
4. My handfuls of rings
5. My eyebrows
Yeah, I don't get #5 either...
Top books: The Illustrated Man, Artemis Fowl and Rant: An Oral Biography of Buster Casey
Currently reading: A Series of Unfortunate Events
I have a collection of over 500 DVDs and 150 seasons of TV shows, so I like a lot of things and I'm sure we have some preferences in common.
Pratt offered a class on The Twilight Zone, which I took with enthusiasm. They were the best three humanities credits I have ever earned.
R. Kelly's "Trapped in the Closet" is a piece of musical genius.
I'm a big fan of food in general. But feed me pierogi and we'll get along swimmingly. Or gumbo. Or meatballs. Or chili. Or Mac and cheese. Or chicken pot pie.
Eyes and ears and mouth and nose.
Oops... That's more than 6.
Why I'm not always at Disney World.
Why I don't live at Disney World.
When am I going to Disney World next?
Or at a bar.
Or eating BBQ at a bar.
I'm already listening to Christmas music. No shame.
Tea tickles your fancy.
You know how to tap dance and want to teach me. Or perhaps you'd like to go on a skate date with me.
You can aggressively navigate the sidewalks of Manhattan.
You want to have a romantic date playing with kitties at the Meow Parlour.
You have soul. Maybe some rhythm.
You're at least 12 feet tall, because I really don't see how this could possibly work if you're not.
You're also looking for someone to fall in mutual weirdness with: