tinhuviel | Entries tagged with romance

I haven’t done one of these in about 10,000 years, so let’s get this show on the road.

1. Full name: Tracy Angelina Evans
2. Nicknames: Tin, Tinhuviel, George, Darth Shriek
3. Birthplace: Asheville, North Carolina USA
4. Birthday: 10 September, 1967
5. Where Do You Live Now?: San Diego, California
6. Parent(s): Father Unit has passed. Mother Unit is here in San Diego.
7. Sibling(s): ZERO
8. Looks: Better off invisible.
9. Favourite Animal(s): Anything non-human, except for millipedes and centipedes. Like humans, they can go fuck themselves.
10. Favorite TV Show(s): Impractical Jokers, Better Call Saul

11. Favorite Kind(s) Of Music: Most everything but Country and Opera.
12. Favorite Movie(s): Sci-Fi, Unusual, Conceptual, Foreign
13. School: Some college, focusing on English and Veterinary Assistance
14. Future School: I’m too old for this question. The Chapel Perilous

15. Future Job: Testing new, effective sleep aids.
16. Boyfriend/Girlfriend: nah
17. Best Buds: I’m a bit of a hermit these days.
18. Favorite Candy: Milk Dud
19. Hobbies: Music, reading, writing
20. Things You Collect: Grudges, CDs, movies, moments in time.

21. Do You Have A Personal Phone Line: Yes
22. Favorite Body Part Of The Opposite Sex? The eyes and brain
23. Any Tattoos And Where Of What?: Red & Black Triskele on right hand, Green Shriekback logo on left hand, Mwanza Flat-headed Agama with green and blue hues instead of pinkish and blue.
24. Piercing(s) And Where?: not anymore
25. What Do You Sleep in?: clothing
26. Do you like Chain Letters: aw HELL NAW.
27. Best Advice: Reality is peripheral.
28. Favorite Quotes: Hope for the best, expect the worst. - Mel Brooks.
29. Non-sport Activity You Enjoy: sleep
30. Dream Car: A transporter

31. Favorite Thing To Do In Spring: Avoid the sun.
32. What’s Your Bedtime: Whenever I’m lucky.
33. Where Do You Shop: Wherever I can.
34. Coke or Pepsi: Cheerwine

35. Favorite Thing(s) To Wear?: Something loose that will allow me to blend into my surroundings.
36. Favorite Subject(s) In School: English and Creative Writing

37. Favorite Color(s): Green, Red, Black
38. Favorite People To Talk To Online: People with brains and a wicked sense of humour that has set them on the road to Hell.

39. Root-Beer or Dr. Pepper? Root beer

40. Do You Shave? I’m too old for that bullshit.

41. Favorite Vacation Spot(s): I don’t do vacations. My favourite place to BE is England.
42. Favorite Family Member(s): Smidgen
43. Did You Eat Paint Chips When You Were a Kid? WHAT?
44. Favorite CD you own: Currently Without Real String or Fish by Shriekback
45. The ONE Person Who You Hate The Most: Going with an old standard here and saying Pat Robertson.
46. Favorite Food(s)?: Potatoes
47. Who Is The Hottest Guy or Girl In The World?: I have a very short list.
48. What Is Your Favorite Salad Dressing?: Bleu Cheese.
49. When You Die, Do You Wanna Be Buried or Burned Into Ashes? I don’t care, as long as I end up on Craggy Dome.
50. Do You Believe In Aliens?: Absolutely.

51. If You Had The Chance To Professionally Do Something, What would You Do? I’m already a Professional Misanthropist.
52. Things You Obsess Over: Various artists, ideas, philosophies, theories, general weirdness
53. Favorite Day of the Week: Don’t bloody care.
54. An Authority Figure You Hate: The Feudal Mistress still tops the list.
55. Favorite Disney Movie: Bambi
56. What Is Your Favorite Season? Winter
57. What Toppings Do You Like On Your pizza? Cheese, with extra cheese, and cheese on the side.
58. Do You Like Your School Food Itself (As In The District Food): I never ate it.
59. If You Could Live Anywhere, Where Would You Live? Avebury, Wiltshire, UK
60. Favorite Thing(s) To Do On Weekends: Sleep, if I can accomplish it.

61. Favorite Magazine(s): Don’t have one.
62. Favorite Flower(s): White rose

63. Favorite Number(s): 5

64. Favorite Ice Cream flavor(s): Ben & Jerry’s Wavy Gravy

65. What Kind of Guys/Girls Are You Attracted to?: Dangerously intelligent, beautiful, talented, and hilarious.

66. What’s Your Most Embarrassing Moment? I inadvertently introduced myself to someone as his wife.

67. If You Could Change One Thing About Yourself What Would It be? I would be fearless.

68. Do You Eat Breakfast First Then Brush Your Teeth or Brush first ten eat breakfast: breakfast first.

69. Favorite Time of Day: Whenever I get to sleep.

70. Can A Guy and Girl Be Just “Best Friends?”: Why not?

71. Do You Ask The Girl/Guy Out Or Do You Wait For Them To Come To You?: I don’t go there anymore.

72. Do You Mind Paying For Sex? I never would.

73. What’s The Most Important thing In Someone’s Personality: Sentience

74. Do you have a pager or cell phone? Cell

75. Favorite Sport: Flambodious Butt-walking

76. What Was the Best Gift You Ever Received? Love

77. How Long Did This Letter Take You To Finish?: Not very long.

78. What Did You Listen To While Completing It?: Electric Light Orchestra’s Alone in the Universe.

79. Are you or would you like to be married in the near future (next 5 years)? NEGATIVE

80. Don’t u just hate how psychics never win the lottery? I hate it more than I don’t win the lottery. I hate psychics, especially the ones who claim to talk to your dead relatives. They’re grifters who should be drawn and quartered. The End.

Mood: cranky
Where? the house
Music: Jeff Lynne's ELO - All My Life

I feel like I'm even more of a freak than usual. I see all the people on TV, not to mention the folks online, who are connected to another person, speaking of love and devotion. All of it seems alien to me. I appreciate friendship and feel a close kinship to a handful of people, but I have no interest in romance. I was heading in that direction when Llew was still with us. I didn't even want him touching me. When he left, I barely cried. I'm more remorseful now than I was when he went to Pennsylvania, because it bothers me that he died lonely and alone. Now, I have no interest whatsoever in getting involved romantically with another person. If it never happened again, it would be too soon. Is this part of my depression, or possibly a hormonal influence? I don't know and, frankly, I don't really care.

Mood: indifferent
Where? home
Music: Massive Attack - Everywhen

I've been thinking about boyfriends a lot lately and how I have 0 romance in my life. Used to, I'd be pretty forlorn and longing for the romance I saw everyone around me enjoying, but that's not the case anymore.

Llew is, I guess you could say, my boyfriend. We've been together since 2001. We've had our ups and our downs, but we're still quite close. Do I love him? Yes. Am I in love with him? No. His behaviour over the years has pretty much nipped my romantic feelings for him in the bud.

Ever since my surgery, my sex drive has been almost nonexistent, which is very odd because I used to be literally in heat. I could think myself into orgasm without nary a touch. Yes, I was that excitable. After the surgery, I lost interest in sex and have had to force myself to engage in lovemaking with Llew. After his stupid behaviour in January, I found it increasingly difficult to be intimate with him. It's an exercise in futility on my part, and I think that's quite unfair to him.

I foresee severing romantic ties with Llew in 2006, but I believe we'll remain friends. At least I hope so.

Am I looking for a new boyfriend? No. I wouldn't care if I never had another relationship. It's strange to say, but it's true. Even online, where it's easy as can be to become involved with someone, I find myself keeping everyone at arm's length. It's not that I think I'm so desirable that I'm having to beat folks off with a stick. That's not the case at all. I wouldn't presume to ever believe that. I just don't want to find myself in a situation where I'm crushing on someone who is a million miles away and wouldn't give me the time of day in Real Life anyway.

Years ago, I resigned myself to the inevitability of living out my life alone after Aunt Tudi passes away. Before, this thought was terrifying and unbearable. Now, it's kind of comforting in an odd sorta way. I don't know why.

Mood: contemplative
Music: news

I'm itching for romance.

I want to be in Barnes & Noble, sipping an espresso and perusing various enthralling tomes of enlightenment, when dude approaches me. He would be in his 30s but still very keen on comfort and dressing like a ragamuffin. Maybe he'd dress like a Dead Head. And he'd be large and totally non-buffed. He'd have dark hair, preferably long, or he'd be bald, a very pleasant lyrical voice, and he'd have soft hands to the touch, but they would carry more power than one would think by mere observation. Facial hair and eyeglasses would be definite plus.

He'd ask me if I'd like a cup of coffee (the potential dating version of this question, not the president of Burundi version) and we'd sit together discussing books and science fiction.

He'd have a wry sense of humour and would see the humour in every situation.

And he'd buy my coffee before he left the store. A couple of days later, I would receive flowers and a formal request that we go on a date. And our dates would be comfortable, full of laughter and philosophy, and hopelessly awash in Uber-Geekery.

He'd be an exceptional and patient lover and would want to dress me up like his own personal doll. He'd be vocal in his love of me, the kind that shouts to the world about his newfound love. He'd be the one quite intent on maintaining my safety and well-being. He wouldn't just be my lover, he'd be my best friend.

I would love to feel utterly overwhelming surrender when he wraps his large arms around me, enclosing me in his abundant body. He would send me cards, candy, flowers, what have you. He'd alway be touching me through the night, just to affirm his presence and make certain of mine.

With this dream man, I'd be unconditionally safe, loved, and brought high before onlookers. He'd make music for me and nurture me without smothering. He'd be the kind of man who places his arm around me in stores. And he'd shower me with gifts, just because. He would want a handfasting outdoors before the witness of the trees.

He'd have a Celtic soul and Sci-Fi spirit.

I have never been romanced. I've never been approached by a man. What little experience I have in relationships leaves me very unsure as to whether or not I'll ever manifest such a beautiful, romantic male as described above. Despite the fact that I've lost hope of this happening, I still sometimes long for it. I'm not sure if I'm melancholy about all the time I've lost or if I'm subconsciously babying a seed of hope that, someday, my prince will come.

Mood: romantic
Music: The Nanny on Lifetime

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