Female

32

Well, gee, where do I start? I don't wear vests. I don't take the latest shots of my ass in my newest panties and I don't ask for random massages from strangers because I'm having a bad day. I do have a bad cheese addiction though. I'm definitely an old soul. Creative. I'm also a self proclaimed coffee whore--though it's Jameson as of late. I read, write, walk and talk--but not all at once. I'm open minded and spontaneous, a reckless homebody or a city street hiker. I'm pretty self sufficient but I'll bend over backwards for ya. I'm comfy in my bed or a beer garden. I want to be the 5th Ghostbuster. I can cook a mean meal and I'm not afraid to punch you in the babymaker. Oh, and if you're wondering, yes--"I got a fever...and the only prescription is...more cowbell!!!" Oh, and shots of Jaeger don't scare me in the least. I also don't potty train. I live in Oaksterdam and work in San Francisco, I dig Rice-A-Roni, I admit it. I'm a communications peon in the city. I'm shackled to a desk but don't let my job define me. I like Hall and Oates on rainy days and watching bears on Animal Planet. But that doesn't mean I won't make you blush in public.