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Damn. You found me.

What do you want to know, huh? My favorite color? I don't have one. Believe it! I'm a freak of nature.

Not really, I'm actually so normal it's borderline boring. Except that I think I'm fascinating, and really, that's all that counts. I don't "hang out" with people on the weekends. Or weekdays. Or holidays. Or ever, really. I'm not anti-social, I'm just lazy. I'd rather read a book with my dog lying next to me whining for me to shut off the light so he can get to sleep. I try to tell him that I will set my own bedtime, but he thinks he rules the roost. If I try to talk to him, thinking maybe he wants attention, he'll sleep on the couch.

We have a rocky relationship some days.

My relationship with the boyfriend isn't rocky, though, and really, what else matters? We're doing better than ever despite his current location exactly halfway around the world from me. Ah, we make the best of it. We're that disgustingly happy couple that makes people cringe in the checkout line at the grocery store.

And I loves it. And I loves him.

I'm a little psychic, but not weird, freaky, tarot cards and crystal ball psychic. It's more like, I'm not surprised by much. Most things, I sort of "see" coming. Maybe "sense" is more the right term. Needless to say, I usually know which way the wind will blow before the clouds roll in.

What else? I draw. Well. I am a self taught portrait artist, but I have a hard time pursuing the path because I find it hard to "price" my work without feeling like an arrogant asshole. I'd like to do the portrait thing for $$ more often. I am about to switch from a Graphic Design major to a Media Arts and Animation major. I'd much rather design concept and storyboard art for games and comics. It's just more interesting than magazine layout pages and billboards. Call me crazy. I'd rather do something I enjoy than something that simply pays better. Turns out I'm in the minority when it comes to money. I don't like it. I don't like spending it. I don't like saving it. I'd rather grow my own food and sew my own clothes, then I wouldn't have to come in contact with The Public every day.

I can be sarcastic and ornery, but I find myself attempting to solicit smiles from people most days. I don't know where this came from. I guess I just got tired of being angry for years and years. I can't imagine living my life blaming the world for the "bad" things that happen to me like parking tickets and broken shoelaces. I laughed when I saw the green envelope on my windshield citing a $25 fee due for parking there on a Saturday. Lesson learned, eh? I smirked when my job was in jeopardy because I spoke my mind and someone took it the wrong way.

Speaking of which. World, chill the fuck out. If you get your feelings hurt because someone calls someone else an offensive name, whatcha gonna do when they call YOU that? This is a free damn country and when we start ticketing and arresting people for sounds emanating from vocal cords, our hands and feet will become shackled and we will be force fed bullshit all day. Let go of your fears and insecurities and realize the important things in life are not what others think and say, it's what YOU think and say.

And do. Do unto others may sounds like a bullshit cliche', but get over yourself and you'll notice the world starts to be a little bit of a nicer place to exist. Violence and hate will always happen, but if you don't let the negative people near you, the other crap won't stress you out so much.

Turn on the news for a few minutes a day, but make sure you 1) take the spin with a grain of salt and 2) watch every news channel. Just one will start to warp your way of thinking and the best thing to do is gather the headlines from all sources and form your own ideas. Novel!

What else do I care about? My fambly, of course, and my puppers and horse.

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