Who are you? (Extremely M and P)

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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I’m the woman who always has some “project” going on. Or is planning one. Or is talking about one.

Family and friends are very important to me, but I tend to not talk a whole lot about my personal life. I talk about my interests, my hobbies, the outside things I’m enthusiastic about. I like to learn new things, and develop new skills. I like to get new books.

What is life without acquiring new interests or accomplishments? I don’t like to spend all my free time going out and being “entertained”, I want to do something. I am not the most active person (not a hiking outdoorsy type) but I love to travel and get out and take photos and paint watercolors. I love to do stuff, even on the computer. When I first got a computer, I almost immediately learned how to make web pages. I wanted to create something with the computer. Otherwise, (I thought) what was the point of having it?
So I talk about my new hobbies and interests. To a certain extent, it seems to be how I define myself.

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I’m the girl who can’t believe the teenager I feel is living in this forty-one year old body.
I’m the Mom of Dan and Josh.
I’m the one with Randy.
I’m the slightly odd girl in the bush, turning over every rock and log to see what lives there.
I am the tomboy.
I the one who can write a poem on any subject in five minutes or less.
I’m the one who always knows the answer to the obscure questions.
I’m the girl on her way to Church, or Home Group, or drama practice, or out with the gr. 5-7’s.
I’m the one on the bike.
I’m the one singing to the Oldies station.
I’m the Zookeeper.
I’m the telemarketer.
I’m the owner of, or owned by, more than forty animals.
I’m the one who doesn’t drink, because when I do, I get very quiet. When I don’t, I sing karoke and dance. I do everything backwards!
I’m the only one talking when I take a class. I always wait to see if anyone else will answer, but once people figure out that I will answer, they just sit back and relax.
I am Chance-Taker.
I am the one making you laugh.
I am the one who will listen and give you advice.
I am the one who has had many losses, but I still stand.
I am the one who laughs, loves, and honestly enjoys life.
I am Ann.

43

uh… i’m the tabbycat.
the talking tabbycat.
the talking tabbycat that types.
the tabbycat that’s going to get some catnip right now.

:smiley:

44

the girl who types replies out to many posts, then doesn’t press submit and may not press submit after typing this. :wink:
the girl who everyone thinks is always smiling.
the girl who is good at listening but not at talking.
the girl who finds it hard to believe that someone means it when they say “I love you”.
the girl who wonders if she really is doing a good job of bringing her children up.
the girl who likes to laugh with friends.
the girl who, for the most part, is happy with her life.

45

yeah, it’s me again . . . (would that be good or bad?)
i’m . . .
[ul]
[li]the dragon with the prittiest wings ;)[/li][li]the newbie doper[/li][li]the one who threw that party (yes, that wild one)[/li][li]the girl who talks WAYYYY too much, but also listens when you need it[/li][li]the girl always laughs (or is the easiest to get to laugh anyhow)[/li][li]the one who has never been good at planning, and least of all, plans ahead[/li][li]the girl who is easy going[/li][li]the girl who can take little things too seroiusly if you’re not careful[/li][li]the girl with the little brother (and all his quotes)[/li][/ul]

46

Do you know who I am?

That’s why I carry the American Express™ card…

:wink:

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No one of consequence.

48

-That big guy… you know, that BIG guy!?
-The one with WAY too many comedy and parody CD’s
-The one, at first glance, people are generaly afraid of.
-The one that did a magic trick for you five years before you saw David Blaine do it on TV.
-a highland gamer or “the strong guy in the kilt”
-The guy that can…
–eat fire
–juggle
–throw a knife/hatchet/axe accurately
–shoot a longbow accurately
–ride a unicycle

I am… without regret.

49

I am the dreamer

50

I am the girl who always seems to have something else to add onto threads she’s already posted at. :wink:

I am the girl who can talk all day to her betta, even though he does not answer back. I am the girl who names her fish “Caligula” to get reactions out of people.

I am the girl who, if you do see her smile, has a weird half smile. I never show my teeth when I smile, which annoys photographers during Picture Day.

I am the girl whose only grand moment in Scholar Bowl during her Junior year was when a whole Lightning Round was on George Orwell.

I am the girl who thinks she’s a genius, but is put back in her place when surrounded by people smarter than her.

51

I am:

A 5’10" nordic blond babe with big tits and a tiny waist–reminiscent of Ellie May Clampett who will always be geeky, gangly, flat, unpopular and unattractive in her mind no matter how people’s opinions change…

The girl who is currently reading 3 things: Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, some Robert Ludlum novel and re-reading Othello for the 5th time;

The girl who, though not Mensa level, will always be too smart to be “cool”; The girl who loves crappy 80’s music;
The girl who thinks her cats are people and prefers their company most of the time over the company of real people;

The girl who is an attorney, but giggles uncontrollably after telling someone this because it feels like a LIE…; the girl whose mind is almost always trolling in the gutter; the girl who is in love with a man twice her age despite the fact that he is married; the girl who thinks he might just actually leave his wife and live happily ever after with me; The girl who realizes and accepts the fact that despite living in the “big city,” she will always be a country hick… The girl who eats fried pickles with ranch sauce…

52

I…am a man of constant sorrow
I’ve seen trouble all my days!
I…bid farewell to old Kentucky
The place where I was born and raised…

But, seriously, folks

I’m the big friendly guy who seems perfectly normal if somewhat cynical.

I’m so much of a history buff that I’ve purchased more histories and biographies than fiction in the last 3 years.

If you give me the remote we’ll wind up watching the History Channel or Discovery Wings. Unless Samurai Jack is on.

I’m the guy whose ideal evening involves Celtic music, Japanese food, and Scotch whisky.

I strike fear into the hearts of evildoers. No, really. It’s been proven. It was very entertaining.

I’m the biggest flirt you know, but none of you can tell since I don’t flirt on the boards.

Cats, children and old folks instinctively like me.

I am cautious and analytical, but I drive like a bat out of hell.

53

I am the girl who is suprised by all the responses to this thread.
I am the girl who is amazed at the eloquence people use to describe themselves. (Even the smart-alecks! :))

I am the girl who finds it interesting that not one but two guys who wear kilts have replied to her thread.
:smiley:

I am the girl who is singing “The Thanksgiving Song” by Adam Sandler right now.

I am the girl that is happy that this is her first thread to make it to two pages, because everyone here fascinates me.

54

Today, I am the girl who’s eating a pear and marvelling at the fact that she’s not hungover!

I am also the girl who:

–is enjoying reading this thread. It’s so cute! :smiley:
–is excessively silly
–works primarily to bring joy to others and to herself
–is contemptuous of elitism
–thinks true brilliance/intelligence comes from a complex mix of humility, common sense, street smarts, some book learnin’, and RESPECT for the value of all living beings and for the dead
–LOVES to read
–LOVES to flirt
–LOVES to watch folks enjoying her culinary experiments
–LOVES to laugh [giggle]
–LOVES to float in the clouds . . .

55

I’m the guy who holds doors open for women, and who stands when they enter the room.

I’m the guy who thinks his Windstar is a Formula 1 racer and hits the open highway with the intent of breaking the land speed record. But I’m the guy who doesn’t drive so much as a hair above the speed limit in neighborhoods or near schools.

I’m the guy who’s always smiling, always quick with a joke or an encouraging word to those who look down in the mouth.

I’m the guy who’s secretly scared to death of stinging insects.

I’m the guy who stops at all the historical markers along the highway. I’m the guy holding the camera because I hate getting my picture taken.

I’m the guy who sings while he cooks or washes dishes and even sings quietly at his desk during office hours.

I’m the guy who spent too much of his life working late hours and weekends and now is out the door at the stroke of 5 every evening.

I’m the guy who hates cats, but let his daughter keep a stray that wandered into the yard because it was sick and needed care.

I’m the guy with the big house down the street, but not the biggest house on the block, the one where everyone is always welcome to drop in for a drink or a chat.

I’m the guy who makes the best chocolate mousse on the face of the earth.

I’m the guy you wouldn’t give a second look to on the street, who would blush if you complimented him.

I’m the guy who’s a sucker for a sad story.

I’m the guy who plays chess, not very well but well enough win half the time, and is never afraid to challenge someone much better than me at the game.

I’m the guy who’d rather have a tickle fight with his kids than go out to a bar or party on a Saturday night.

I’m the guy who can’t stand baseball, basketball, or football, but would kill for a box at the Kentucky Derby each May.

I’m the guy who calls you out of the blue when you haven’t heard from me in months, just to hear what’s been going on in your life.

I’m the guy who dresses like a yard sale fell on top of him and has only two types of clothes: those that are blue, and those that look good with blue.

I’m the guy whose shoelace is always untied and yet never seems to trip over them.

I’m the guy who shushes you in the theater.

I’m the guy who hasn’t read nearly as many books as he’d like to, or even should have.

That’s me. If you see me at the mall or the gas station, walk on over and say hello.

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I’m the reliable guy who, if he tells you he’ll be someplace at 10:00, will probably arrive at 9:45. I’m the one doing most of the listening in large groups, but who suddenly comes out with a witty observation or caustic comment. I’m the guy who doesn’t suffer fools gladly. I’m the guy who might try a little too hard sometimes.

I’m the guy who enjoys harmlessly flirting with pretty women, but who wouldn’t know what to do if one of them let him know she was serious. And I’m the guy who can always be found in his wife’s bed every night. I’m the guy who has a slightly skewed view of people and life; fortunately it’s skewed to see the humorous, ironic side.

I’m the guy who decided that his job is what he does, not who he is. I’m the guy for whom family is everything. I’m the guy who sleeps deeply and well nearly every night.

57

I am someone who hides behind her hair.
I find it amusing that people get so worked up over it.

I am someone who hates to wear her glasses.
I am someone with a crush.
I am someone with an evil cat.
I am someone who is not in touch with her feelings.
I am still a virgin and I hate it.
I am someone who is compelled to make fun of everything.
I am someone who hates to shop for clothes and then wonders why she has nothing to wear.
I am someone who will listen to Billy Joel and then The Family Values CD.
I am someone who loves to sing along with the radio.

58

Like Justin, I’m the guy who was born in the wrong century. 18th century is more my style.
I’m the guy who loves humor. Funny movies, funny music (Dr. Demento stuff), funny anything.
I’m the guy who loves rugged living. I also love to hunt and hike in the great Midwestern woods.
I’m the short, balding, geeky engineer who never got a second glance from a girl while growing up.
I’m the guy who’s a gun nut. I love to see guns, I love to hold guns, I love to shoot guns, I even like to clean guns. I would probably sleep with a damn gun if my wife let me.
I’m the guy who says he hates cats, but really likes them.
I’m the guy who without a trendy bone in his body.
I’m the guy who tries to be a good, loving father to his children, and a good husband.
I’m the guy who’s a freedom nut. I hate governments and politicians who feel a need to control people.
I’m the guy who was born Catholic, raised Catholic, and is still Catholic.
I’m the guy who’s never been in a fight, and has never hit anyone.
I’m the guy who’s an introvert in groups, and who has little (if any) leadership skills.
I’m the guy who loves good beer (microbrews), and usually drinks way too much at gatherings.
I’m the guy who loves life, who is never bored, and never depressed.
I’m the guy with little interest in spectator sports. (Probably because I was never very good at playing them…)
I’m the guy who thinks Ted Nugent should be President.
I am the guy who drives a rusty piece-of-junk 1986 Mustang because I don’t feel “worthy” of having a nice car. (The guilty Catholic thing…)
I’m the guy who has never had anyone close to him die.
I’m the guy who loves to look at beautiful women, and has a weakness for cute Asians.
I’m the guy who thinks Geezer Butler is the greatest bassist who has ever lived.
I’m the “absolutist” who sees everything in black and white.
I’m the guy who’s “too macho” to shows his feelings.
I’m the guy who doesn’t care for cities, neighbors, and neighborhoods.
I’m the guy who rarely gets upset at anything or anyone.

59

I’m one of the nicest guys you could know and people don’t want to get to know me.
I’d give you the shirt off my back, and the pants off my legs
if you need a hand I’d help you, if you’ve hurt me I’d forgive you and help you again. If you hurt me again I’d still forgive you and help you (as nauseum)
I’m the guy who loves all music from the 80’s who sings poorly to everything but doesn’t care
I’m the guy with no neck
I’m the guy who realizes he mistakes he has made in life and wants to move on yet can’t forgot them
I’m the guy who is up at 1:30 in the morning for no reason
I’m the guy who although is unemployed has alot to be thankfull for today (Thanksgiving)

60

I’m the guy who knows at least a little bit of trivia about everything (except sports).

I’m the most invisible fat guy in the world.

Even on the internet.

I’m the cautious driver who yells obscenities at people who appear to have gotten their license out of a Cracker-Jack box.

I’m a voracious reader and sometime writer, sometime artist, sometime musician, sometime webmaster, sometime photographer.

I’m a clerical temp, the lowest of the low, like Ratbert in his cardboard box.

I’m a fat gay guy (one of the cardinal sins of homosexuality) who is finally starting to get into a “Fuck 'em if they can’t be bothered knowing me” attitude, along with a great deal of self-discovery and self-image improvement.

I’m one of the nicest guys around, but sometimes my evil twin with the acid tongue and the caustic wit kidnaps me and takes my place at the bar. This actually happens more often than you’d think. :smiley:

I’m a Doper who’s just passed his 1000th post mark. Thanks to the folks who noticed. :slight_smile:

I’m a gay man with an incredibly catholic (note small “c”) taste in men. 18 to mid-50s, fat or thin, athletic or slack, hairy or smooth, gorgeous through cute through interesting face, “Mr. Right” to “Mr. Right-now”, guys who trigger my maternal instincts to guys who trigger my comfort-seeking instincts…quite a range.

I’m Jim, Jay, jayjay, jayjaybear, Jimmy, James, Mr. Gray, “hey, you”, and any number of less-printable epithets.

I’ve done drag. Once. It wasn’t a pretty sight.

I have not a lot of friends and very few lovers. Tricks, on the other hand…

I have a sexual past that I’m not proud of, and which, given a single wrong throw of the cosmic dice, could have vastly shortened my future.

I’m a guy who writes incredibly long posts about the most boring person in the world, himself. :smiley:

jayjay