I'm the opposite of picky about people. Once I talk to someone, I can't get enough of how interesting she or he is. It's about 50/50 if I'll be shy or outgoing around any given person, but once we get talking, I go on the assumption that he or she is going to be passionate and knowledgable about something about which I know nothing. Love it. Meanwhile, I battle frusteration of underemployment with the bliss of uninhibition. I dislike bad art (why did she need twelve vaginas on that canvas?). I love to dance. I am staying in one place for more than 3 1/2 months for the first time since high school and it feels good, but sometimes I want to scamper away to where I can speak Spanish and carry with me everything I need; or just somewhere new.
A Woman is a Woman, Goodbye Lennin, Tango Lesson, Bonnie and Clyde, Discrete Charm of the Bourgeioisie, Chinatown,
Madeline, May 12, 2007:
Disheveled Spice! Haha! Mwuah!