I am often garrulous. I enjoy the sound of my own voice.
I have a distinctive laugh, and pretty eyes. My face is tolerable. I don’t like much else about my appearance. I am aware it’s not healthy. I’m working on it.
I love kittens and babies and explosions and ninjas and wine. Ideally not all at once.
I love people. I enjoy small talk. I’ve never met a stranger. My family and friends are what make my life worth living, and I’m desperately in love with all of them.
I am inappropriate. I laugh the hardest at dirty jokes and innuendo. I like coarse language. I have a hard time being serious. Unless of course, I decide to be so serious that sleepless nights, list-making and general freaking out are required. Then I am so very serious.
I enjoy changing my mind for any reason. Or no reason. My socks almost never match.
Love this!!!