disclaimer: i'm a terrible speller and tend not to capitalize anything unless absolutely necessary. i'm also a big fan of dashes and elipses (thanks emily d.)
i'm not sure why i decided to write this - it isn't that i think that i have anything particularly worthwhile to say... i suppose it has to do with an incedent which occured earlier in the day: i was told that i seem like the kind of person who doesn't take risks. to me, that translates into being unadventurous and boring...
i don't know if i'm ok with that.
i've decided that i'm quirky, which isn't boring... i don't think. i'm a total smartass once i've warmed up to you, which could be endearing or incredibly annoying - take your pick. i wear ribbons - that's fun, right? i have lots of things that i want to do before i die, like wash my hair in a waterfall, dance on a bar, kiss someone i love in the rain, ride on a motorcycle, go skydiving and skinny dipping (not at the same time), ride in a limousine... most of those are adventurous, right?
i guess i'm writing this in an effort to figure out who i am. i need to figure out if i think i'm boring. i reckon we can figure it out together :]
here goes nothin'
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