into: Brass knuckles and pocket protectors.
not into: High fructose corn syrup.
makes me happy: Street edge. Yuri. Dressing like a pirate. Funny folken. My 80's cruiser bikes, Squirrel, Bitch and Lady. Picking scabs. Stick figure art and humor. Trees, bushes, and all other lush green plant life. Scare films from the 50s and 60s. Cool history books. People who say "rad" and "wicked" not because its cool again, but because they never knew it stopped being cool in the first place. Crossing my eyes. Pit bulls and min pins. Cute sunglasses. Good hair days. Gallery openings. Good wine. New music. J horror. Drifting off to sleep. Sunday morning mosh pits in my living room. Secret crushes. The color yellow. Not-so-secret crushes. Rita Repulsa. Blogging. Snuggling. Flirting. The kind of laughs that make you ache. Dinner parties. Vegan cookies. Pet goats. Toffee. Libraries. The feeling you get when you sneak into a nunery to masterbate. Climbing trees. The bird family across the street. My green Chucks. Knowing that no t-shirt is ever truly ruined. New earrings. New tattoos. Old sweaters. Old scars. Soberiety. Drunkeness. Flossing. Loitering. Smiling at strangers. Lo-fi. Strawberry smoothies. Cucumbers. Photobooths. The nifty internet. The Sims2. Oblivion. Live music. Being bra-less. A bold coffee in my favorite NPR mug. Workin' on my fitness. Spendin' cheese. Straight flossin', yo. Being a mega-cool ceramasist. Never having to have a real job. Werd.
makes me sad: My own weakness and ignorance, privitization of public green space, losing my inner-buddha in a fit of hilarious rage, dead things on the side of the road, and members of the Church of Absolute Douchebaggery.
hobbies: Biking, diy, stroking my XBox, complaining about the weather, existential bullshittery, and exploring my inner hobo.
5 things i can't live without: A pick ax, some twine, a dirty sox, a stick of gum, and a match. You totally know what I mean.
vices: Ax murdering, glue sniffing, goat sacrificing, smashing babies with my golden baby smashing hammer, mouth breathing, papercutting the shit out of the innocent, maiming the elderly... you know. Shit like that.
thoughts on sg: It's okay
i spend most of my free time: dreaming.
gender: SG
occupation: I only have my superior intelligence and curiosity to blame.
current crush: Orlando Bloom, Simon Pegg and Sarah Silverman.
stats: Slightly wonky.
body mods: A few horrid tattoos, a couple of good ones, some peircings and a shit ton of rhinestones.
heroes: Stephen Jay Gould, Lillian Faderman, Amanda Lapore
gets me hot: Spontaneous Knotting of an Agitated String
favorite position: The Tale of Ill-Advised Curiosity.
fantasy: A never ending supply of hummus, cannibus and ruby red grapefruit juice. Hallelujah, thank you sweet baby Jesus.
sign: THE END IS NEAR
most humbling moment: No illusions of grandeur here. The universe is vigilant about keeping me in my place.
i lost my virginity: along with three buttons, a pet rock and a slap bracelet.
MY STATUS: open relationship
MY DIET: Vegetarian
MY POLITICS: SMASH THE STATE!!!
CIGARETTES: "I'm giving up"
ALCOHOL: Nope
POT: I'm a total stoner
MY IDEA OF A GOOD TIME: A long, slow, late dinner with friends.
MY PIGEONHOLES: Crafty, Arty, Designwank, Burner, Hipster, Bookworm, Geek, Gamer.
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