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About Me

I’m usually a bit shy, but can warm up to people fairly quickly. Once I feel I have someone’s trust I can open up. I’m not sure why a recent personality test came up extrovert; I’ve taken a (longer) test in the past and I came up Introvert. Perhaps my recent introspection and “recasting” is mixing things up. That’s a good thing…moving toward “Plasticity” –and If you know what this psychology term is then you’d be someone I could open up to. i guess I'm an introvert with extrovert tendencies. I’m laid back, easy going, spontaneous. I wear jeans and t-shirts. I’m goofy yet serious. I’m real. I like to read in the morning and think about what I read all day—if I read at night, I simply fall asleep. I like coffee with cream and honey. I like music. My favorite band has the best lyrics. Sometimes lyrics clog my thoughts, lately I listen to high BPM house music with no lyrics. I say hello to the world. Most times I get no response. I’m happy, sometimes sad. I fear, sometimes enough to make me mad. I prefer scented lotion over scented perfume. Red over white wine. Kapha made it so. I’m an artist stuck in a mechanic’s body. I make things. I tear down walls. I’m a Tweener. And a sucker for the 80 music. I wrote a guide book, sold one international. I have a website: gallupwaypoints dot com. I’m 0100110 challenged. That drives me mad. I learn to get along with all the things I can’t explain. I believe that what I’m feeling changes how the world appears. I only use the word love when referring to another human—it’s dictated within my definition. I want appreciation. I demand integrity. I want more but take less. That’s my gig, I guess. Left to my own devices, I can. I’m in touch with my nurturing feminine side, she watches over me. A secretary of sorts. Her name is Irene. Me Myself and Irene, we can. I eschew obfuscate, or at least try. I’m misunderstood, I don’t know why. I have long hair and it deters women, I don’t know why. Forget the hair. Hair can be cut, dyed, pulled out. Look in my eyes and at my soul and you’ll see what I’m all about.