about me
all right, all right, you got me. all y'all want to know more about me. what makes me buzz, what makes me tick, what makes me whoop out hollering. so here i am, put me under a blacklight, let my bones and my teeth and everything inside glow bright...
i'm me. these little boxes make me grimace, because they seem to imply that all of you fits squarely into this little box. and i want lots of boxes, for every hour of every day, and every mood and every interest. i think that all little boxes of me-dom fit together just fine, but most people get confused if they see me in different settings. i'm absolutely in love with my senses and with feeling life and living through them. smelling and eating veggies that still have fresh soil clinging to them, touching a stone wall made smooth from generations putting their hands up against it, riding on rhythms as they course through your body.... life is just so beautiful and i love the senses that let me experience it. ...i'm a complete geek. i'm a policy wonk, a science nut, a literature snob. i'm very happy to spend a day curled up with a good book, and have stayed up 'til dawn many-a-time in intense discussions about polical philosophy. i like taking care of people, of things, making sure everything's okay. i enjoy having a professional side, and i like being good at what i do. and i will work damned hard to make sure that i am good at whatever i do... i enjoy being a complete 3-year-old. some of the time. (fine, a lot of the time.) i love openness, honesty, and bluntness. i think that genuity may be quickly becoming my favorite made-up word. because genuine-ness should be an adjective, as it's one of the characteristics i most respect. one i try to exemplify, and one that i find frustrating because it's so rarely found.
so i'll leave off, you got me. all my quirks and inanities.
and under this weird bone-showing blacklight, you'd also see that one of the bones in my foot is kinda funny. i just found that out a few months ago. but it's apparently not what gives me my near-opposible (perhaps an exaggeration) monkeytoes. fancy that.
