Bio? Check the interests. Or, wait, actually-don't. Half of those are from when I was 16 and trying to appear awesome, and the other half I just added in an attempt to make myself seem super-ponderous, super-intelligent and, yeah, super-awesome. Plus, the 150-term limit has me sitting here, wringing my hands in an obsessive worry over what I may be leaving off.
Me: I'm "into" (so to speak) music, literature, art, design, marketing, publicity, and the interaction of all of it. I work in a marketing/public relations capacity in Decatur, GA. I'm a young 'un (the phrase "young professional" sets me aghast, mostly because it makes me think of 12 year olds in silver BMWs with gold-plated iPods, and I have none of that cool stuff-it just happens that I am young and have a profession) in a really old industry, and I vacillate from being 13 going on 80 to 50 going on 2. ADD, OCD, all the good stuff. I read a lot, I write a bit, I listen to a lot of music and I talk far more than I probably should.
boy: i think we should stop this. girl: stop what? this? boy: maybe. girl: stop it? yeah. boy: maybe. i don't know. girl: was it because of europe? boy: no. i just don't know why. girl: you should stop smoking. boy: why don't you stop...stop... girl: you're right. it's not working. boy: i don't know. you're really...you are pretty. girl: you are, too. boy: the meek shall inherit the earth. girl: the meek don't want it. boy: i like the new eurythmics song. girl: it's the drugs, isn't it? boy: do you want to go back to my room? girl: what eurythmics song? boy: was it because of who i slept with? girl: no. yes. no. boy: the meek don't want it? what? -b.e.e., "the rules of attraction"