age: 29 (Jun 26, 1983)

MEMBER SINCE: April 2005

occupation: I work at a shelter for kids who have been taken away from their parents by the state, usually due to abuse.

i lost my virginity: down a rabbit-hole that led to Looking Glass Land.

fantasy: I have enough problems in reality without having to worry about creating a fantasy too.

crush: ...usually ends up crushing me; I think I'm doing it wrong.

sign: Cancer

gets me hot: Many more things than did when I wasn't single

makes me sad: Reading over a scene I've just written and realizing it's not at all what I was going for; credit card bills (actually, make that money in general); occasionally thinking that I'll fall short of everything I want to be

makes me happy: Starry nights (what can I say, I'm imaginative); great movies alone in my apartment now that my roommate has apparently skipped town; knowing that history will remember George Bush as one of the worst president in American history, regardless of what his popularity is right now; a Barack Obama presidency

most humbling moment: Watching Lost Highway for the first time (and second, and third) and not having any idea how to understand what I just saw. I guess I'm just a miserable failure of a film studies major. (Unless, of course, it wasn't MEANT to be understood, and only existed as a passage for the audience to be swept up in a beguiling mystery oh I'll shut up now).

heroes: My parents, Sam from Lord of the Rings, Winston Churchill (during World War II, at least -- his careers both before and after those 6 years were largely disastrous, but damn was he vital when he was needed most), Bono

body mods: They all healed several years ago, and the only tattoo I'd ever want would cost over a thousand dollars, and my wallet is too weak to hold that much money.