I am: an overachiever. unable to control my dirty mouth. a vault for secrets. a pretty bad driver. a workaholic. terrible with money. loyal. wanderlustful. trusting. a hugger and kisser. lazy on the weekends. habitually late. impulsive. an admitted gamer. crazy about my family. a rescuer of animals. hyperactive. terrible at keeping my nails clean. a mean scrabble player. a recovering(?) interupter. a voracious reader. an outdoorsy sort of girl. grumpy before my coffee. an amateur gourmet. a perfectionist. a consumer that is fooled easily by great packaging. always up for anything. straight-forward. a nighttime teeth-grinder.
I love: My family. MarcusWilliamStriplin. My incredibly wonderful friends. prefab green housing. knitting. the Slow Food Movement. brushing my teeth, but I can never stay in the bathroom when I'm doing it. Dwell magazine. math. Cab Franc. Spain. Adult Swim on Sunday nights. www.emusic.com. sidewalk cafes. Bajaj scooters. book club. Katamari Damacy. freckles. small specialty food shops. Uniball pens. fruity olive oil. the Mavs. swimming in the ocean. Texas Hold 'Em. Vinho Verde. Marcella. mashed potatoes. Portugal. remodeling. the "domestic arts". getting dressed up. cooking and baking. plucking the hairs off my poor hairy-eared father. San Miguel de Allende in the winter. tattoos. playing my Wii. kissing. dinner at Mai's. reading Real Simple (its so damned clean and crispy). hosting dinner parties. the way the light in my house looks right before the sun sets. music in my headphones. fresh flowers. Napa Valley every September. black licorice. uncontrollable laughter. New York City. sitting on porches at night. noodles of any kind. Costa Rica. heirloom vegetables. good grass. primates. Cranium and Trivial Pursuit. sparkling water. eye makeup. sleeping bags, tents and campfires. DVD outtakes. eating out in restaurants I cannot afford. babies. my new VW wagon. the smell of skunks and gasoline. Sharpees. This American Life. melancholy classical music. NYT crossword puzzle. costume jewelry. good whiskey on the rocks and the way it sounds in the glass. school. Puerto Rico. my shortwave radio that only plays NPR. skirts and dresses. soy candles. the smell of home depot. storms. brunch. getting sweaty from dancing. the lavender antibacterial gel at the register at Whole Foods. Kombucha. watching the sun rise with Kimberly. Design Within Reach. kim chi. writing on a chalkboard. reading aloud or being read to. coffee drinks, juice drinks, champagne drinks... i just really love beverages. shopping at Anthropologie. my sweet kittens and how much they love to cuddle. Project Runway. Farmer's Market. riding bikes. napping. paint by numbers. gardening. So You Think You Can Dance. taking a shower before getting into bed with freshly washed sheets. the Katy Trail. the cultural arts in Dallas. every SINGLE second of being alive.
I do not like: (recently my dislike for guns has escalated to obsessive hatred). the lack of nature in Dallas. mosquito bites. fast food. fake people. corn. going to the doctor. talking on the phone. McMansions. text messaging. the circus. people who get pets and don't follow through. dark chocolate or super stinky cheese. litter boxes. modern country music. loud noises. dishonesty from myself or anyone else. litterbugs. meat. sharks. laziness. touching the handles of shopping carts. doing anything half-ass. Dallas summers. waterparks. people who do not appreciate what they have. jicama. flies. cat hair on my clothes. cruel people. forced laughter. getting my hair cut. muscle men. fake tanning. popping knuckles. the WWF. hair if its not on somebody's head. vegetables in a can. making my bed. dirty bathrooms. wearing pantyhose. chain restaurants. corporate offices. water with no bubbles. the sound of a casino. jealousy. Wii tennis.