I have a serious love affair with ellipses. es. I mean it. If you get to know me, there will be triple dots in your future. But you're willing to take that, because of all my other crazy qualities.

About those... qualities. (See?! Ellipsis attack!) I used to have something smarmy on here about me being a hopeless romantic. This fact is still true. I'd just rather not "gumdrops and lollipops" it up too much, because I realized it's not really doing it for me. More on that in a wee' bit, if you're still around.

The thing about me is that my personality plays out better in person. And especially well in groups. I'm apparently the most extroverted of my "group", but I always feel just a bit shy on the inside. I once started a conversation with a 45-year-old woman on a plane ride home and found myself even more bored. I know HTML. Better than you. (Go ahead and ask me about the document object model, bitches.)

I'm crazy and I love to try new things, but I'm also professional when I need have to be. I own my own business, so this comes in handy.

I've written before, semi-professionally. (That is, 250,000/day read my stuff, and I got paid. Yes, I'm bragging.) I used to be a lot more humble, and I still try to be in some ways, but a few close friends of mine have shown me that a decent level of confidence (JUST this side of "cocky asshole") can really pay off, and I have more fun with that anyway.

I like to use big words. Not to show off, but because they usually fit how I feel better. Isn't that what words are for? Sometimes, I'll have just the word in mind, but I'll actually look it up to make sure it means what I think it means. "Inconceivable", etc.

I talk to myself, aloud, a lot. And I'm strangely okay with that.

I personify and name lots of things in my life, because things are more fun when you do. (My car's name is Cammie. My stuffed dog's name is Calypso. My real dog's name is Cisco. You get the idea.)

I will make you laugh, hard. If I don't within our first encounter, it's really best we don't have a second one. If you can make me laugh, that's even better. I draw on a lot of influences for my sense of humor and I've got that whole sarcastic, flippant, subtle thing going on. Sometimes I'm just completely brazen in the "oh-my-god-he's-embarrassing-everyone-at-the-table-this-is-why-we-can't-have-nice-things" way, but I'm also strangely okay with that. If you can dive in with me, and carry it on, you'll be my best friend forever.

I have this strange attraction to girls with arms-extended-self-portrait pics in their MySpace profiles. And who don't post slutty underwear "look at my ass, isn't it fab?" pics. And who don't use all pink, and I'm way turned on by girls who can spell. You're, your, yore, right?