Wanna hear about me?

Me, summer of 2009 getting pumped for a BWCA trip!

I realized that even though I've been blogging for a bunch o' months now... I haven't really talked about myself much.  Sure, I've been blabbing about me and my wedding and my relationship...but not about me in my normal life self.  And I'm sorry that I haven't.  I tend to be shy, introverted, and private...especially with new people and especially online (hello, creepers!) where sharing of personal biz can be bad mojo.

But since we are all nice and friendly around here, I thought it was unfair.  You've all been letting me into your lives (hello, creeper!) and I've been all secretive.  No, I'm not going to give out my address and phone number, but I will be talking more personally now.  So to start, I'm going to indulge in a little self-absorption.  Rather, I'm hoping this is not indulgent on my part but will help give you a better idea who I am and who you are reading about!  Cool?  Cool.

So in no particular order... here is some shit about me.

I'm six feet tall (in the morning).  I'm addicted to Bones.  I'm 24.  I'm a feminist.  I wish I could afford Patagonia gear.  Skiing is my favorite thing to do ever.  I do enjoy long walks on the beach.  (Who doesn't?)  My dream job is to do communications for a ski resort.  I'm totally unbalanced.  Physically...possibly mentally as well.  I have one older brother but he lives in Spain and I never talk to him.  I used to do ceramics and want to get back into it.  I'm not huge on chocolate but this cake blew my mind.  Babies scare me.  I think we should listen to the Lorax.  After having two cats, I've solidified my position of being a dog person.  I'm lazy but try to pretend I'm not.  I've lived in Minnesota my entire life and the more I travel, the more I love home.  I do want to move to mountains though (see favorite activity).  I want to see this movie because it looks great and so does James Franco.  Green is my favorite color.  I love living in the city but miss the stars.

Ok.  Was that helpful?  Or was that just me being a navel gazing poop?  Anything else you want to know?