I hit “create post” too quickly. After my fingers left the keyboard, I realized I kind of had more to say…I wasn’t sure about what, maybe I just felt like blathering on because it’s midnight and everybody knows strange things happen late at night, but I suppose we’ll see. Besides, its not like I have a lot to lose, I don’t believe I’ve got hordes of people waiting on my every typed word at this point. Hmmmm.

I like coffee, tea, interesting mugs to put said coffee/tea in, sugar, fresh linens, kisses in the morning, money, anything on vinyl that’s relatively undamaged, bargains…beautiful men and women…lasagna…sand….

I’m a little strange, I’m kind of fucked up, and I admit to liking fucked up things. I don’t really know how to describe it, because while I’m great at overanalyzing I’m miserable at putting it to paper. Often I find myself barking up the wrong tree. My personality can get revolting at times because I’m a bit spontaneous and at any given moment I could do or say something embarrassing and out there. I try not to have worries about things but unfortunately I’m exhaustingly anal at times, especially to my boyfriend dear GOD, but otherwise I’m generally spunky, adaptable, and hopefully rather charming. Or at least I’d like to think that I’m charming.

I have many friends in ridiculous places around the state, which is cool I suppose. I also think I have too many best friends….that sounded horrible.

I work at Value Village and it kicks ass.

I’m artsy but hopefully not too fartsy about it.

Love is paramount.

ummm..

hmm.