I am whimsical as fuck. I'm not quite as delightfully bohemian as I once was. I like gothic aesthetics and hippie ideals. I like geeky diversions and nerdy stimulations, without the dorky lack of grace.
I am an atheist (though much like Fox Mulder, I want to believe), a pantheist, and a Unitarian Universalist. I am also a fairy princess. Luckily for me, technology sufficiently advanced is indistinguishable from magic. Metaphysically.
I am fueled by love, unholy rage, and dissatisfaction.
I have an interesting relationship with self-esteem. Usually I think I'm pretty awesome. I might be more OK with myself than almost anyone. I have these bouts of low self-esteem stemming from my ridiculously high standards. I don't live up to my own expectations. Neither does anyone else. That is how I want it. (I also have bouts of horrible self-hatred, but those are due to my brain's hateful chemicals.)
I'm incredibly spacey and detached. I leave my head places despite the fact that it is attached to my neck. My mind wanders.
I hate puritans. I tend to blame things on puritans, but really, it's usually their fault.
My sense of humor contains equal parts pretentious academic references and cock jokes.
I am generally not monogamous because A)I have lots of feelings for lots of people, and it seems artificial for me to choose or ask someone else to choose, B)I don't like to commoditize people. I am super in love with my beloved spouse, and while we are hypothetically open, I am only looking for friends. I am both strictly non-monogamous and mostly monogamous, to use the available drop down options.
Trying to become fluent in Dutch. Playing with my cats and building elaborate cardboard forts. Making arts out of my stupid stash of craft supplies. Going to museums. Stalking baby waterbirds. Missing dancing. Seeing monkeys whenever possible. Haxx0ring b0xx0rs. Taking pictures of Buddha heads. Playing games.
I change my mind on major worldview-affecting issues when presented with new data AT THE DROP OF A HAT. I am frighteningly empathetic (and while usually I'm very accurate at reading people, this is also exploited by my friends to make me feel sorry for inanimate objects). I'm rather stronger than the average human, and I have a high pain tolerance and a mutant healing factor and the ability to fold most of my joints into improbable configurations.
I'm a delightful social partner dancer (vintage ballroom, blues, tango, etc), and a master of karaoke. My non-karaoke singing has generally received many compliments, but I have no chance to do it.
I enjoy speculative fiction in general. I also enjoy reading textbooks. I also like poetry, and my favorite poets are Don Marquis, Clark Ashton Smith, Sara Teasdale, A.E. Housman, Percy Shelley, and Lord Byron
Movies: I like arthaus cinema and terrible terrible sci-fi and kung fu flicks. I love some stupid shit like Zoolander and Orgazmo. I went about two and a half years without seeing any movies except at the indie theater, which I acknowledged made me a douche.
Music: I enjoy goth rock, psychedelic 60s rock, industrial, hippie music, nerdcore hiphop, well-done filk, spooky triphop, and creepy balladeers. I listen to that electronica that everyone thinks is underground but really isn't, and maybe a little bit that actually is. I got into dubstep just as the cool kids were tired of it. I started listening to pop because of Lady Gaga and then because my husband loves Kesha. I like classical music that sounds like the soundtrack to a thunderstorm or as if it was written in the throes of madness. I've got a thing for mashups. Bands and artists that I particularly like include: Amanda Palmer, Delirium, Einsturzende Neubauten, Florence+The Machine, Knife Party, Jefferson Airplane, Johnny Cash, Joy Division, Justin Sullivan, KMFDM, Lal Waterson, Lady Gaga, Leonard Cohen, MC Frontalot, Nick Cave, Nine Inch Nails, Noe Venable, Random Access Memory, Sam Phillips, Simon and Garfunkel, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Smashing Pumpkins, Tenacious D, The Austin Lounge Lizards, The Beatles, The Cure, The Doors, The Dresden Dolls, The Sisters of Mercy, The Strand, The Who, Tori Amos, Beethoven, Bartok, Bach, Chopin, Shostakovich, Wagner
Food: Indian, Thai, sushi, and middle eastern are my favorite. I also really like fruit, mint, dark chocolate, and goat cheese. Also, I drink more hot tea than your English grandmother.
And then things from each of those categories that people seem to think are awesome but that I hate: Dan Brown, Magnolia, techno remixes of classical music (yes, even that Carmina Burana remix that you think I'll just love), and okra. What the hell is wrong with okra? Even Indian spicing can't save it.
Realistically, I get really grumpy without the internets, my magic phone, clothes that make me feel pretty, Burt's Bees lipbalm, my bicycle, and an occasional bout of dancing until I fall down from exhaustion.
Also, the following topics:
A. E. Housman, abstraction, absurdity, aesthetics, androgynous pronouns, antiques, art nouveau, astronomy, b movies, baking soda, ballet, baroque, bathroom graffiti, bicycling, bohemianism, books, cartoons, changeling, chosen families, civil disobedience, civil liberties, Clark Ashton Smith, classical mechanics, climbing trees, communalism, computers, contemplation, corsetry, costuming, Cthulhu, d&d, d-pittsburgh-bullcrap, dancing, dark alleys, DDR, Don Marquis, dreams, Edgar Allan Poe, etymology, faery tales, fantasy, folklore, fractals, freedom, frolicking in the rain, fuzzy math, gaming, geeky stuff, glitter, goat cheese, goth, hacking the urban context, happy toads, haute couture, hippies, historical cosmological models, honey badgers, horror, hugging trees, idealism, imagination, information theory, intellectualism, INTP, Invader Zim, John Keats, Jung, Kaiju Big Battel, kung fu movies, larp, Latin, linguistics, lip balm, Lord Byron, Louis Comfort Tiffany, magical realism, Marxist-Satanic-foreign sexual practices, math, mathematical formalism, mathematical intuitionism, mbti, melancholia, metaphor, monkeys, monsters, mythology, Neil Gaiman, nerdy stuff, opera, Oscar Wilde, pantheism, Percy Shelley, [[personality type], philosophy, physics, pi, pointless stories, polymaths, poncy elves, psychology, Pythagoras, quaint amusements, random facts, reading, religion, renaissance festivals, roleplaying games, romanticism, Sara Teasdale, science as description, science fiction, SCIENCE!, sewing, sexual liberation, shenanigans, sidhe, snow, sociology, space opera, space travel, sparkly things, speculative fiction, stained glass, steampunk, storms, stupid science tricks, surrealism, sword and sorcery, systems, tangents, tea, the moon, the sublime, the terrible secret of space, thousands-year dead languages, thunderstorms, toys, unicore, Unitarian Universalism, Wikipedia, wikis, wistfulness, wxaining, Yagan's head, yoga, your mom, zombies
*This one time, I was sexually aroused by the thought of Ayn Rand and Alan Greenspan doing it.
*I have no gender identity. Gender identity creeps me out. I also have a very hard time respecting that other people do have gender identity, but I work on it and consciously make the attempt.
*I'm excessively romantic; both in that I view the whole world through the magical lenses of imagination, transforming every action into sword-swinging heroics or the unending tyranny of pain; and in that I fall in love in a consuming, psychotic fashion. These two related qualities interact to the creation of vast excitement and explosions.
*I have this consistent fear that deep down I have a prudish streak left over from my fundamentalist upbringing. This is a large part of why I once worked in a titty bar for the lulz.
*I suffer from depression and dysphoria, and enjoy every minute of random hallucinations. <-- This might be a tad coy. I have a mood disorder. It's a bad one. It DOES sometimes make me interesting and enhance being artistic, but it's not fun or cute. Sometimes I'm psychotic. This is generally very well-controlled with CRAZY PILLS, but sometimes it's bad. Really bad. Sometimes it's super funsauce until the bottom drops out, and then it's bad. Really bad.
*I want to pop your zits.
You want to talk about something that is mentioned in my profile.
You are looking for someone with whom to take bicycle rides, go rock wall climbing, break into abandoned buildings, climb trees, jump on trampolines, or otherwise do energetic activities.
You are looking for someone with whom to go to museums, ballet, opera, or other cultural events.
I have only checked my messages every few month for the last year or so and haven't actually met up with anyone new in like 2 years, so probably keep your expectations low. I'm not against it, but I've been a little flakey or unmotivated to make new friends I guess.
Q: Do you play/like Changeling: The Lost?
Q: Did you really drop out of a PhD program?
A: Uhm, yes? Why, would it just seem like a funny joke to put that on my profile details? I don't understand why I get asked this all the time.
Q: Hi how r u?
A: Fine. [Then I am never seen or heard from again.]