Planning on going into hr
An awesome place I've visited:
NYC...I know, it's trite, but until I get some foreign countries under my belt, NYC was the best.
My perfect Sunday:
This entirely depends. I general enjoy the thought of lounging around, comfy, making a big breakfast, maybe play some music. Depending on the weather, I might hop up and run out to Roanoke to wander around or take my dog and daughter to the park. These all involve coffee though. :)
The movie I've watched the most times:
This is going to be impossible to even narrow it down. I get on my kicks, so it could be lost boys or neat dark, American beauty, or even (I admit shamefacedly) ace Ventura. I love movies. I'm also bad about picking them apart, mystery science theater style, but I still Enjoy myself.
My life history in 5 sentences or fewer:
It's all relative.
My first concert / My dream concert:
It could never happen, but maybe: Tom waits, beck, violent femmes, nirvana, morphine, Janis joplin, Amy winehouse, heart, cake, smashing pumpkins... Okay I'm getting greedy. I'll leave it at that.
Obscure knowledge I possess:
I am pretty saavy on animal behavioral psychology. It was what I wanted to go to school for, before I had my daughter and switched directions to a faster career.
I have a weakness for guys/girls who:
Are intelligent, but aren't elitist. Tattoos. Smokers. Funny people, period. Being open minded, but knowing who you are and what you like. Some who is persistent (provided I haven't said no). Dark hair. Big noses, haha. I like shy guys. Not that that's a requirement.
For me, a first date no-no is:
I guess getting naked?
What I would bring to show and tell:
To school? To a date? Honestly it's the same. It's probably a boring answer to strangers, but I would bring my daughter. I'm quite taken by her.
A story you should remind me to tell you on our first date:
About the time I was robbed in Richmond. It's my favorite story to tell.
I secretly want to be:
Rich? Tall? Able to fly?
I want to be with someone who wants to be:
Married eventually. And who would like to be a dad some day. Obviously there has to be a lot more than that. But that's my deal breaker.
An infatuation of mine:
Kurt Vonnegut. Tim Roth. Ruger 9mm. My daughter. Cinnamon sensations. Boats. Wanting light colored eyes. White cotton sundresses. Water. Watermelon. Music. My trombone. Dogs. Copper. Big giant bathtubs. Fireplaces. Cooking. Music. Movies. Porches. Lofts.
If I won the lottery and quit my job, I would:
Would eat sushi, homeschool my daughter, run a greyhound rescue (the dog. Not the bus. You'd be surprised/alarmed at how many people go the bus way.) paint and try to write my novel. Sing. Learn to play the violin. Own property out in the middle of nowhere. Save from grandma from her medical bills. Buy a giant boat. And eat food from all over the world. And visit the museums. And go see the Okavango delta during the flood season.
One thing my mother would want you to know about me:
Probably that I'm smarter than I take credit for...and that every second I'm not enrolled in school, I'm wasting my potential. Thanks mom.
I want to come home to:
A family. A best friend. Kids and conversations and cooking and music. Dogs. Movie nights. Kind of the human version of a pack. Obviously not after the first date or anything. But this is what honestly answers the question.