In the midst of a few personal goings-on at this point. Rather, I hit the point where I started to re-evaluate a lot of things that are important to me and what things mean to me and hrm...I guess just a huge pot-pourri pile of stuff.

So here's what I've come up with...

I'm a dork. I have so many interests but I really only focus on work.

I'm boring. I don't do anything unless provoked. I'm content sitting at home and just doing something simple like blogging...but I'll go out to movies, dinners, climbing, etc when asked.

I never know where to go for dinners or places to hang out.

I can't hold a beat; I'm a terrible dancer.

I like to be fashionable, but I tend to be 2-4 seasons behind. I think only 1 person I've ever talked to said I have good fashion sense.

I have long hair. I think my hair line is receeding. I should cut my hair.

I'm always so focused on getting ahead to the next job to the next...something or other. I'm always looking at greener grass and I never see what's in front of me. I may be one of those people that spends their whole life looking for the end of a rainbow. That scares me. I don't know when to be content and when to be ambitious.

I have crappy communication skills.

I'm a mess. My room's a mess.

I hate confrontation. I wish people would just understand me than have me understang them sometimes.

I want to travel. I really really want to get out of here sometimes.

I want to get back in touch with my religion. I've put it on the backburner for so long and I know that without God, my life is just empty. I miss that part of my life.

I really care about my bf. When he's not around, I wish he was. When something important comes up in my life, I want to tell him. And despite how it feels like sometimes we can just never ever get through to each other, I know that I'll still care in the end.

I think my friends are the greatest, esp the ones that have managed to put up with my constant rants and worries throughout the years they've known me. I needed someone there and they step in.

I'm terrified of thriller/suspense/horror/anything-non-romantic-comedy-or-disney movies.

I want to lose weight. No likes my flabbiness.

I like money; I can't afford me and my expenditures at the rate I go.

I'm tired...so very very tired right now. :(

I think I'm going to give up trying to put myself in words for now and start anew tmrw.
....come to think of it, I think I should add procrastination as one of my traits.