|Birthday:||September 9th |
|Occupation:||Retail / Food services|
|Race/lineage:||White / Caucasian|
|Location:||United States, Utah, Heber|
|Height:||5' 7" (170 cm)|
|Vision:||No assisted eyewear|
|Hair Style:||Wavy - Long|
|Clothing Pref.:||Drawers and T-shirt|
|Relationship Status:||Single - Never Married|
|Family Info:||Youngest of 6; 4 brothers, 1 sister.|
|Astrological Sign:||Virgo (Aug 23 - Sept 22)|
|Smoking:||No. But not bothered by it|
|Liquor:||Social drinker. One or two|
|Your Home:||Live with roommate(s)|
|Biography/About:||I grew up in sub-rural Utah, was raised in the LDS church which I considered myself a member of until shortly after I turned 17. I never finished high school, but earned my GED with flying colors. I'm currently sharing an apartment with my brother and a friend in Heber, trying to figure out whether I want to go to school or simply move on again this autumn.|
|Likes:||motorcycles, pets, videogames, discussion, debate, learning|
|Dislikes:||aggressive animals, intolerance, ignorance|
|Interests:||science, history, literature, videogames, humanity|
|Books:||The Count of Monte Cristo, The Three Musketeers, Dracula, The Lord of the Rings, A Song of Ice & Fire, Greenmantle|
|Authors:||Alexandre Dumas, George R. R. Martin, Lois McMaster Bujold, David & Leigh Eddings, |
|Music Genres:||Folk, Pagan, Classic Country, Jazz|
|Bands/Artists:||The Irish Rovers, Inkubus Sukkubus, Enya, Clannad, Dead Can Dance, Loreena McKennit, Pentangle, Chris LeDoux, Travis Tritt, Andy Stewart, Tenacious D|
|Albums/CDs:||Various folk collections|
|Songs:||Gone Fishin', I'm Gonna' Miss Her, What A Wonderful World, The Flower Of Sweet Strabane, Lily The Pink, Beer Beer Beer, The Unicorn, The Orange And The Green, Tie Me Kangaroo Down, Sport, Bugger Off, Flute, Frail Tho My Spirit Might Be, Burning Times, Church Of Madness, Bard Dance, Wild Child, The Lady Of Shallot, Are You Going To Scarborough Fair, Jack Orion, Mamas Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Cowboys, Traveling Soldier, Mr. Lincoln, Rare Old Mountain Dew, Fishin' In The Dark, 16 Tons, Country Ain't Country, Where Corn Don't Grow, A Scottish Soldier, Danny Boy|
|TV Shows:||Star Trek, Star Trek: The Next Generation, Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, Star Trek: Voyager, Firefly, Smallville, Andromeda, Inuyasha, Wolf's Rain, Big O, Cowboy Bebop, Trigun|
|Movies:||The Lord Of The Rings, Star Wars Trilogy, Braveheart, The Green Mile, The Man from Snowy River, Underworld, Spider-Man, Spider-Man 2, X-Men, X2|
|Games:||World Of Warcraft, The Bard's Tale, Spider-Man 2, Fable, Castlevania, TIE Fighter, Shining Force (II)|
|Sports:||Billiards, Bowling, Hockey|
|Cars/Motorcyles:||Anything on 2 wheels|
|Food:||Meat and potatoes|
|Drink:||Mountain Dew, Apple Juice, Milk|
|Quotes:||"The more I learn, the less I know." -Me|
|Position:||So far, girl on top, but there's so much exploring and experimenting I've yet to do., )|
Jesus, and on the tail of that last entry, three dreams about Dani last night. As if it wasn't hard enough moving on without my subconscious screaming "Do this!" at me.
Another day, another batch of missed opportunities, another lonely night.
I don't know which I hate more; being so goddamn shy it's all but crippling in any kind of social setting, or living in a culture where the expected norm is for the male to be the "aggressor." 'Course, it doesn't help any the girls I'm usually most attracted to are usually the ones I have the least chance with, if only because they're cute enough other guys who have no such social malfunction take notice as well and move in while I watch helplessly from inside my fucking mental prison.
Maybe it's a copout, but I keep...
I suppose it's been long enough now, I can post an update on what little has changed for those few interested.
Things continue much as they have the past several months. The end of this last semester saw me finally done in by my underachiever streak. After failing out of most of my classes due to not doing the homework (I learned the material and participated in discussions, of course), I received a friendly letter from the college's financial aid department after registering for classes this semester informing me they didn't care to keep giving money to someone who doesn't seem particularly...
Okay, I know I'm almost 6 years too late, but I feel it simply has to be asked.
Damn it, Joss, why Tara? WHY?!
'Course, I know why. It's the same reason as he gave for Wash. 'Cause it had to be somebody, and nobody would have suspected her.
You're lucky we love you so much, Joss. If we didn't, we'd probably have to kill you. You are a cruel man and master.