Investigator
Investigator
PhD
Agnostic
Liberal
White
Want 'em someday
5' 8"
How about we… make snow angels in the Park?
How about we… blow off this city for the weekend and hit the road on search of an adventure?
Ireland -- I snuck over the wall at the Magdalene Laundries in Cork and scaled the roof of the Croke Park football stadium. You can visit me at jlb239 at g mail
Sunday Morning watching in bed, then off for brunch and any adventures in the City. Or, lets take off on Friday and find adventures along the way that will last through Sunday.
Before Sunset
Conception (somewhere in the cabbage patch, I've been told). Birth (where I promptly slept through the night the first night). Awesomeness (for approximately 30 years--no end in sight on this one). Now. Awesomeness waiting to be shared. You?
First Concert: got dragged to Celine Dion by my mother. Dream concert: I want the magic ability to have all my Pandora artists play a concert just for me.
Test me. Especially on lyrics. I've got so much obscure useless information, I would surprise you.
Girls who smile with their eyes.
Expecting sex. Texting at the dinner table (unless you disclaimer this at the beginning that you may have to do so).
My camera. My SD card is filled with amazingness!
I was once taken hostage. For real. Or the time my sister almost burned the house down with her socks. Or how my great grandma didn't leave her bedroom for 27 years (that's pretty much the whole story there, actually).
The female Augusten Burroughs.
to be happy and to be so with me.
Bone structure (actually less creepy than it sounds).
open my own lesbian bed and breakfast in Vermont.
I'm way better than she raised me to be.
Happiness.