...four parts everyday, two parts procrastination

add occasional soul chatter and stir
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Interests: (61)
alfalfa sprouts, ambulance guessing games, aussie rock, b-boys, bare feet, bargain hunting, becoming a better person, beer, bitching, breakbeats, cheap wine, cheese, compliment fishing, cool hair, cuss words, deep fry, double pluggers, ego stroking, engrish, erdinger, fafi, food, forte, fresh bread, geek humour, george clinton, gore, hairy legs, hate, healing, husband-beating, husband-creature quirks, idle gossip, inflatable sheep, male bonding, meat, mudcake, mullets, noisy people, noisy sex, noisy things, not-so-pretty boys, other women's breasts, peen, pizza, power, pretty girls, real friends, refried beans, rock, self administered brazillians, sleep, sour cream, sprout queen, strange people, sublime, tattoos, the p-funk, toast, trash, world domination
I'm not really that nice a person. I am constantly told I'm generous and understanding, when on the inside I tend to hate most people and secretly curse their existence. I suppose borderline bad manners are considered interesting by some poeple, though.

I promise not to write stinking poetry or today-I-ate-this, unless it was particularly cheesy.

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The basics: no longer mid-twenties, attached (so no monkey-sex propositions please), glasses-wearing, bad dancer, learning to drink wine and hoping to grow up one day soon.

I mouth the words to 'happy birthday' so no one can hear my twang.
I was once a size 8.
I would love to be a tattooed lady, but lack the artistic drive to figure out what I want to cover my body in at the moment. Just as well I have another 60 years on the earth to figure it out, right?

I study somewhat sporadically for a Business degree because I figure it's one step up the money wasting ladder from Arts, and real adults have degrees.

I love my job - I used to speak to customers all day, which drove me up the wall. Now I train people in speaking to customers in a positive and understanding manner, which rocks because I know how much it sucks to be them.

I don't like being poor, but am deathly afraid that I will continue to just stay afloat for the rest of my life... A weakness for ebay, tacky clothes and interest free periods don't help.

I will never be a barefooted backpacker for a number of reasons. My feet are ugly, I don't like being without powerpoints in the bathroom, drunk blonde people bore the shit out of me, and I'm just not that resilient.

Hates: Weak girls, healthy food, Top 40 shit.
Loves: Strong women, deep fried goodness, The P-Funk, shoes.


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