Oh, I love these! Y'know... squishing everything I know about myself into a few paragraphs.
I am a classic INFJ. Anything you read about INFJ's, you're reading about me.
I talk. A lot. It's really hard to get me to stop. It's not for want of idle conversation, but it's often difficult for me to completely and thoroughly relay what's in my head. There's a lot.
I've recently moved back to the Yakima area from the Oregon Coast- long story. It's a love/hate thing. I make this town my beezy and she puts up with it. Y'heard? No, but really, it's kind of good to be back for a while.
It might be significant to mention that I have little interest in a super committed anything right now. I'm just going with the flow and enjoying not needing anyone. Afterall, who desires to be needed? I'd rather be wanted. I am all about responsible polyamory. That isn't to say I am incapable of monogamy... but frankly, that's why I moved back. Did you know that a medical study was done at Harvard University, where a single pattern in our genome sequence as humans makes it difficult for us to stay committed for more than 5-7 years, was located? Yeah, that's what I'm sayin'. ScienceMother****in'Right!
I'm incredibly passionate and intense in a laid-back kind of way. I will strongly and loudly voice all opinions- while chillin' on the couch being lazy. Most days, I'd just like to dress up in swimming goggles and bake cookies all day. Oh, and cowboy boots to go with my apron.
Somedays I feel like a walking question mark. And y'know, I often see myself in my head as one. But that's cool. I guess if I had to describe myself in one word, I would say enigma.
I don't deal with the cray-cray more than is absolutely necessary. That sh*thappens, but if you've got some insanity to shell out, move along, don't waste your time here. I have more than enough for myself.
I LOVE food. I cook food, I eat food, I take pictures of food, I hover when others are cooking food. Allrecipes.com is at the top of my bookmarks list. Let me cook for you! And while I'm cooking, we can discuss other types of food. There's nothing like a perfectly executed egg.
I have the humor of a prepubescent boy. It's all fart jokes, "that's what she said" and whatnot up in my brain. But I'm a helluva lot smarter (I damn well hope so...) BOOBS!
I'm probably going to end up a crazy cat lady, but I'm all right with that. I like asparagus, and I name my vehicles profane words in foreign languages.