I very much like animals. Dogs are my favorites. Great Danes are my favorite breed. I like art. Writing is great. I like to read. I love nature. On certain occasions I practice what little religion I still hold. (I've apparently lost my faith, AGAIN.) I like to go hiking. Roller-blading is fun. Kayaking is something new that I enjoy. Photography. Rats, rats, rats. Ghost hunting is a guilty passion of mine. Exploring in general. Speaking French. Learning American sign language. Being a parent... even though I don't get the chance as often, anymore. Singing in the shower. Playing in the rain... even though thunder and lightning scare the shit out of me. Sledding. Snow ball fights. Music. Cuddling. I love to laugh, though it doesn't happen nearly as often as it used to. It disappeared with the smile. Talking on the phone. Chain-smoking to the point of being sick. Eating food.
There is so much more, but it'd take all day to list everything.
Music
The Postal Service, Atreyu, Coheed and Cambria, The Used, AFI, Blink 182, Green Day, The Killers, The Rolling Stones, Thursday, 30 Seconds to Mars, Panic! at the Disco, Jet, Blue October, All American Rejects, Dave Matthews Band, Tricky, Metallica, James Blunt, Hawthorne Heights, Juliana Theory, Further Seems Forever, Sublime, This Ascension, Taking Back Sunday, Flogging Molly, Rob Zombie, Plain White T's, Harvey Danger, As I Lay Dying, MXPX, Live, Tsunami Bomb, Lords of Acid, Fallout Boy, Gatsby's American Dream, Tori Amos, Ani DiFranco, The Indigo Girls, My Chemical Romance, Garbage, Jimmy Eat World, U2, Nickelback, Matchbox 20, Snow Patrol, Counting Crows, Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds, Marilyn Manson, Dropkick Murphys, The Distillers, No Doubt, Nirvana, The Ataris, The Vandals, The Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Loreena McKennitt, Dashboard Confessional, Bush, Silverchair, Bright Eyes, Pennywise, CKY, HIM, Saosin, POE, Rise Against, Say Something, The Fray, Rufio, Count the Stars, and more.
Movies
Tristan and Isolde, Pride and Prejudice, The Chronicles of Narnia, ANY Harry Potter movie, Legend, Labyrinth, A Lot Like Love, Beauty and the Beast, The Truth About Cats and Dogs, Bound, The Truth About Jane, Kissing Jessica Stein, Bruce Campbell vs. Army of Darkness, Rocky Horror Picture Show, Dawn of the Dead (remake), From Dusk 'til Dawn, Clerks, Beetlejuice, Chasing Amy, The Lost Boys, Monty Python and the Holy Grail, The Corpse Bride, Pirates of the Caribbean, Poultergeist, Silence of the Lambs, Sleepy Hollow, Shrek, Space Balls, Life or Something Like It, Forces of Nature, CKY, CKY2K, CKY The Latest and the Greatest, Jackass 1 and 2, Jackass 2, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles 1 and 2, Scooby Doo on Zombie Island, Phantom of the Opera, House of the Dead 1 and 2, The Libertine, Magnolia, SLC PUNKS, Saving Face, Dog Park, Casanova, American History X, 28 Days Later... and the list goes on.
Television
Animal Planet. The History Channel. The Discovery Channel. Jane and the Dragon. The L-Word. Xena: Warrior Princess. Any ghost-hunting or murder show. Music videos... sometimes.
Books
Invisible Monsters. Harry Potter. The Great Gatsby. Xanth novels. The Canterbury Tales. Pride and Prejudice.
Heroes
Shane from the L-Word. Maggle the Magic Fraggle, Ryan, J-Co, Gatsby, Chaucer, Delilah, Bam, and Megan for being a mother, a wife for a short while, and for getting rid of me. That black dude from the original Night of the Living Dead movie. You know why? He punched that dumb white bitch in the face and survived a zombie outbreak. Too bad he got shot in the head, though. What a shitty way to die.
About me:
I'm afraid that I'm a far cry of the "Boltz" everyone knew in my glory days. I'm still gay as gay can be. I'm still a little crazy. But, I'm not the hopeless romantic that I was. Sure, I still hold open doors and pull out chairs, but I don't view women in the same respect. They are still beautiful creatures, but they're not as innocent and wonderful as I once thought. They appear to be liars. Most are found to be razor tongued... and they use those of us that hold them in high regards for their own selfish desires. I'm not saying that all of them are like this, but in my experience, I'm finding it to be a terrible reality.
I'm single, once again. (It seems to be quite the trend.) I'm moving at the end of October to my new "bachelor" pad... in Canton, Ohio. I now own a two bedroom house with a fenced in back yard. It has a basement and an attic. I'd say that I live alone, as no other human resides with me, but I'd be very wrong. I share my living quarters with three Great Danes, a Chilean Rosehaired Tarantula, a Barking Tree Frog, a Cooter Turtle, a Green Tree Frog, three Firebelly Toads, a Box Turtle, and a small mischief of rats. That hardly constitutes for an empty household.
I just got out of a train wreck of a marriage. I thought I had found my one and only, but it was a big lie. I'm starting to hate the female race. Okay, so I don't hate them. I just don't really care for them anymore. (This does not mean that I am straight, bisexual, or asexual like an earth worm. I'm still a fucking lesbian... and all of the sausages that keep messaging me for a fuck need to knock it off before I trace their IP address to their house... and show up with a hatchet to remove their testicles from their body.)
I am the proud parent of a two and a half year old son. As of right now, I get to see him about once every week or two. His name is Ezekiel, but I like to call him Zeke. Even though I don't really get to talk to him or see him much, he is my greatest pride and joy. I fucked up, or I'd get to see him more often. I love him more than life itself, or I wouldn't still be here right now.
I'm not easy when it comes to trusting people. I'm even harder to get along with. I don't communicate well and I like to keep things to myself, unless I'm writing or blogging. I'm disgustingly average, these days. Methinks that I'm pretty much of a shut in. I don't really leave my house unless I have to go to the store or go to work. Every now and then Sam and Deanna drag my sorry carcass out to the bar, where I sit in the corner and feel sorry for myself. Apparently I'm not the easiest person to approach. I'm always looking for new friends. Maybe one day I'd like to meet a nice girl. Friends are probably the better option, as I just got divorced. Girls just aren't really what I need on my menu right now, unless some cute little femme girl with morals and what-not decides to sweep me off of my feet and show me that it's okay to trust once again.
Random Kris Facts:
I'm terrified of spiders. I love to cuddle. Singing in the shower is great fun. I'm scared of thunderstorms, so if we're together I'll pretend to hold you when I'm actually clinging for dear life. I love a good fight, even if I get my ass kicked. I'm extremely loyal. I'm a myspace whore, when I have the internet. I watch boring things like Animal Planet. I'm like a large, semi-hairless puppy. (Check out those sad puppy eyes.) I rarely smile. I love to go on road-trips, but I never have the time. I love to be the driver. I sing in the car, almost as readily in the shower. I'm a firm believer that chivalry shouldn't be left to die out. I have extremely large feet. I wish we could go back to riding horses all about and providing for ourselves. I'm a country girl, under all the tattoos. I always look angry or angsty. I think I was canine in a past life.
...TO BE CONTINUED...
Who I'd like to meet: Personally, I'd like to meet a big pack of zombies. But, that just makes me weird. I'd like to meet a few people of the living type. I'd like to run into Bam Margera and Ryan Dunn. I wanted them to ruin my wedding, but I did that on my own. I guess I don't really need them anymore.
Friends are more important than celebrities... but if you're famous and would like to kick it, you're more than welcome to hop over. I'll make spaghetti or something.
hey, how are you doing. Guess what, I'm talking to you at this very moment. It is pretty pathetic when I have to leave you a comment so then you have something to read.
So yep, only a month and a half until you move! YAY!
So excited, that way we don't have to have these hour and a half conversations every time you call. =]
It's alright though, that just means I won't do my homework! YAY!
You need to get in college. Then next year, when I drive and you don't, I can take you and I to school!
That would be fun.
OH YEAH!!!
When you come move to Canton, you need to come to school with me!
Sheck-dog, this is my sister, Kristen remember her?
Sheckler, How the fuck are ya. FUCK YOU!
That would be the best thing ever!
Oh, and you can see Mr. Mikes, that would be good too.
