Optimus_Patience (Guide)
About Me
- Age:
- 28
- Gender:
- Woman
- Status:
- Single
- Occupation:
- paper pusher & big kid wrangler
- Website:
- hahaha
- Member since:
- Sep 2003
141 Friends
Event Calendar
| Date | Title | Location | Status |
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| TBD | Shakespeare and Food in the Park | Memorial Park, Cupertino |
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| TBD | MixerMixer Spiritual Community! :) | Wherever two or more Mixer people gather... :), All over! |
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| TBD | Me Tarzan, you HARDCORE JANE !!! | 2005 High Sierra Century, Mono Lake, California |
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About Me
Hola, como va? C'est moi, sua amica nuova.
(Can you tell what I want my superpower to be?)
I am a curiously insatiable left-hander with who hates the word, "misdemeanor", although I like the way it's spelled.
A cat lover who doesn't despise dogs, who thinks anything tastes better with cheese, and wisdom can be found everywhere. I've been in love once, and yeah: I'd do it again.
I watch YuGi-Oh!, Meet the Press, and the IFC channel rock my socks. Go independent flicks! I like guessing what the price is going to be when I watch an infommercial, and purple, black, orange and yellow are my favorites--in that order. (Halloween is such a delicious holiday.)
A reformed pack rat, with a "classic" car, I am a willing "sucker" for great advertising and I don't think chilvary should be, or is, dead. An extroverted-introvert who secretly likes to push limits, and find out the "too far" of every situation. I am sadly, very successful. Ask my enemies.
I like enemies, they let me know exactly what I am doing right. Cohorts, or people who say I am "just like them" scare me. Not that I scare myself. Or anything. Ok, I lie.
I love driving, being monetarily efficient, but I hate cheapskates. There's a difference. Ask me for the reasoning. Mmm...ice cream. Oh, and I hate stigmas and preconceptions.
Admiring Angela Bassett and Dustin Hoffman are my hobbies. Maya Angelou and Brandon from Incubus makes me pick up my pen. I can write a poem in 2 minutes. Sometimes it means something.
I ramble. I dream in color. I like Orlando Bloom. I think Maxwell is a god. Denzel makes me want to clone, and I'll have Keanu's babies. There--it's said. Johnny Depp... *speechless*
I've been called "Passion". And passionate. I've never been called a Bitch. (Well, unless you mean, "...bitch!") Although, I might have deserved it. I hate being called "mom-meeting-material". I like to be called Cute. I want to be called Unique.
I like rolling in grass. I collect rocks. Water in any form makes me smile. I am very tactile. I laugh in 10 different flavors. Silly quirks bring me joy, and Erasure songs bring out my inner drag queen. Unrelivable sunsets, songs from the 80's and "Shawshank Redemption" make me cry. I'm probably the most sensitive Scrooge you'll meet. Oy.
Falling asleep in any place in any position is my hidden, but not-so-secret, talent, I can only make a recipe perfectly the 1st time, and I'm teaching myself to play guitar. I can't wait to be the 80-year-old grandma in the convertible, but until then, I'm living Life now.
So.... whatcha got going on this weekend? :)====================== A Haiku
MMmmm... I love that smell Something exciting is on Let's taste gourmet life
--PRM © 2006
=======================You down with O.P.P.?!? (Other people's poetry, of course!)
Ok, so I'm feeling a little writingly creative, but alas, the world (or maybe just mine) is a bit non-descript....so I imagine I'll write about the world of les autres, or, at least, how I imagine they'd be. :)
[Written based on a guy sitting on a bench alone at Christmas in the Park, under one of those "snow" machines:]"snowflakes fall upon my face like mini chandeliers tiny crystal daggers piercing my skin appearing to melt within... a stealth invasion of my seemingly waterproof barrier, a charade unknown to fellow man, to find a soul of no destination, and a heart laden, pulseless. i view the faceless as they see me-- moving shadows behind glass waterproofed seemingly, as they pass, pity falls, eyes fall, snowflakes fall tears fall, winter, spring, summer, fall, matters not at all.... 'tis no reason for this ungodly Season... i lie frigid, and i tingle."
© PRM 2005 hmm...needs more paprika.... :)
:) ps: this poem is for entertainment purposes only. just like those 1-900 numbers you call. Run with it.************************* Ok, so I'm feeling a little jokingly sadistic today.... 'Baby Got Back' meets country. Eek! *************************
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