age: 23 (Sep 30, 1988)
MEMBER SINCE: July 2008
occupation: Store Manager
body mods: An assortment of piercings and a good start on a canvas full of tattoos.
fantasy: A hot tub full of pepto bismol, a rusty set of nail trimmers, and "Zombie" by The Cranberries.
stats: Maybe one day.
sign: Libra
heroes: Pepé Le Pew
makes me sad: animal cruelty or abandonment. pre-req's. bills. this world becoming more and more ignorant. politics. olives(green and black.) low quality hummus.
makes me happy: Modest Mouse. otherwise "shitty" weather. wind, snow, hail. RAIN! finding a new favorite SG. spagetti. driving at night with all the windows down. sharing a bowl of hookah with friends. sushi and teppanyaki. making my cats purr. Jamba Juice (banana berry w/green caffeine.)
gets me hot: Suicide girls
crush: SAS
into: Photography, music, tattoos, and school.
It was a great spontaneous journey.
Enjoyed Mission boardwalk.
Experienced Joe’s Crab Shack for the first time. Slept at the beginning of a pier.
T-boned a local who decided to run a stop sign and proceed through a busy street with his wife and 2 year old daughter in the car.
I thoroughly kicked his face in.
Got the greatest rest in a long time on Coronado Island.
Decided to start a tattoo on my shoulder blade, courtesy of Ace Tattoo in Ocean Beach, circa 1947.
Rappelled down a cliff to get to a secluded shore.
Sex on the rocks.
Returned to AZ at roughly 2 am, only after being pulled over by border patrol four times.
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