45

Post-modern Boho writer, part-time baby belly dancer, full-time dreamer, cracker jack boogie boarder. Both afflicted and cursed with a twisted sense of humor. Serial monogomist marriage-phobe who still believes in the possibility of finding a life companion...as long as I don't have to live with him (note: this phobia does not extend to Cormac McCarthy, Tom Waits, Tommy Lee Jones, Eugene Hutz or Javier Bardem).

Very eclectic tastes in music...except for a deep love for old-time blues, I generally prefer music that defies genre. For that matter, I prefer *anything* that defies genre, including people.

I am creative, passionate, funny, inconsistent, impulsive and/or spontaneous, (depending on whether you like me or not), a rebel without a clue; a pathological reader, a mother, lover, friend. I laugh every single day of my life. Have been accused of being "too dark", but I prefer to think of myself as cheerfully cynical.

I'm a proud Sagittarian Dragon--the only tattoo I have is a small dragon on my ankle. I'm intolerant of intolerance, resentful of admina-speak, uselss meetings, talking heads, politicians and warmongers.

When I'm in love, I don't love with all my heart; I love with my entire soul. I'm an outgoing loner; I love people but I tend not to seek them out because I'm so firmly entrenched in my head that I sometimes forget the world around me.

I am legally insane (no, really) and I love most men, though many women tend to scare me. I am almost never bored; people, one on one, never bore me.

I can sign "Baby Got Back" in American Sign Language, am fascinated with almost any kind of mysticism/spirituality, know every single word of dialogue to "The Godfather" and can make the best damn lasagna west of Sicily.

Short-term goal: to have the guts to post a video of myself performing; long-term goal: live past 45.