into: noise for noise sake, possibility, things that aren't supposed to be musical but are, loose tea, Joey’s espresso, inspiration, owning big tough dogs, Eyesore Art, passion, people with crooked teeth who smile unselfconsciously, spaces I have never seen, the world as a performance art piece, secret identities, those Virginia Mountains, jumping the gun(n), the talk of souls, Bell's Theorem & Heisenberg’s Uncertainty Principle when they pertain to more than quantum mechanics, absurdity, Ditchgunn Recordings, existentialism, genius, nothing being everything and the converse of that statement, someone cooking for me, people as places, travel, semiotics, semantics, hugging people wearing Capilene/synthetics, non-verbal communication, innocent situations with deviant people, living in a tent for two months, climbing, bad dadaist poetry (assuming there is good), Chinatown, experimentation, under water basket weaving, laughing all the time even when it is not appropriate, seemingly meaningless gestures and actions, iambic pentameter, enjoying the feeling of missing something/someone, silence, spontaneous pros(e), my bad spelling, cycling, "intense"/"in tents" jokes, secret intimate looks and the pink elephants they generate, the other halves of my mind, the person who is my "sensitive side", going to the future (please.)
vices: Although no longer on government assistance, I am still a neurotic poorkid at heart with a slew of neurotic poorkid quirks
thoughts on sg: I like it
i spend most of my free time: Creating or thinking about creating. Obsessing about noise. Fascinated by the erotic nature of sound waves skipping across my screen.
occupation: auditory exhibitionist and noise hustler
current crush: The Mountians: Both in future and in retrospect . . .and there is this artist I met . . .
stats: 36b-24-36, 5'1", 100 lbs, slim/athletic build, Senican/Mowhawk/Caucasian
body mods: "landscaping"
gets me hot: attaining the pseudo-zen state of perpetually swept. And sound waves. Nothing is sexier than sound.
favorite position: a face between my thighs
fantasy: Being able to give and receive Unconditional Positive regard . . . or to be Hunter S. Thompson's personal assistant.
sign: No Unauthorized Parking: all others will be towed
i lost my virginity: . . .but found it in the sock drawer with my co2 cartridge bike pump, 8 feet of shore line, red gas for breaklights, striped paint and a key for the ore locks.
CIGARETTES: Nope
MY DIET: Omnivore
ALCOHOL: Occasionally
MY DRUG USE: Drug Free
I AM LOOKING FOR: whoever comes along
MY KINK FACTOR: I'm saving myself for Jesus!
MY POLITICS: Bleeding-heart Liberal
POT: Occasionally
MY STATUS: not telling
MY PIGEONHOLES: Arty, Goth, Retro, Punk, Hipster, Bookworm, Geek, Fetish, Fuck you, I defy categories
