I am a clothing designer with a fierce sewing obsession. I am a woman who is still a child at heart. I hand-write letters and send them via snail mail. I need sunshine. Guinness makes me smile. I don’t watch tv but I listen to music constantly. I love cake & ice cream, star-gazing, and sleeping. I crochet cotton dish cloths to help combat the harvesting of sea sponges. Eating meat off a bone make me throw up in my mouth. I have a wicked sweet tooth. I am a list maker. Cats are my favorite people. I put off doing the dishes until the sink is overflowing, or I am out of utensils. I have 7 piercings and 3 tattoos. I’ve collected stickers since I was 6. I love coffee, asparagus, beets, cheese, mushrooms, toasted walnuts, magic hat #9, curry, and s’mores. No matter what time I leave I am always 10 minutes late. As a child I walked around with “pet” worms in the pockets of my overalls, which my mother would then wash. I am not medicated. I hate egg yolk. I think the social obligation to answer your phone is crap. I can only write with fine point pens, and they must have a cap that has not been gnawed on. I am a morning person, and my favorite time of day is just before sunrise. I can’t sew while wearing my right shoe. I’ve been to Abby Road and I’ve donated my hair to Locks of Love. I recite lines during movies. I love to garden & I grow the majority of my food. I hoard fabric, hate being cold, and I talk to my cats. I am impulsive and a professional procrastinator. I love the smell of patchouli, gardenia, lilacs, and laundry dried on the line. Despite diet and exercise my immune system is pretty much nonexistent. I am a hermit. I think trees are beautiful, especially when barren. My love for animals has gotten me a series of rabies shots. I love NPR, but kid’s corner pisses me off! I am the oldest child and I’ve been called weird or strange my entire life.
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