Visit this page for some of my naked photos HERE.Seriously.... I'm effing bored. With life, with my job, with my apartment, with my hair, with everything. I'll be over it in a couple weeks, but until then one or several of you people reading this are allowed to take me out, provided you don't completely suck.So, about me- I'm a pain in the ass, but as it turns out I'm female, so that's kind of a given. I'm sarcastic, quick witted and probably smarter than you. And if I am smarter than you, then I don't want to date you. I tend to like musicians, artists, writers... those creative, tortured types. I think I'm a little bit masochistic. I'm not into pretty boys, gym rats, or metrosexuals. They're nice to look at but generally piss me off. They don't tend to like me either as I have a couple more curves than your average anorexic. My rack, however, is phenomenal. All that being said- I don't do charity cases either, so fat asses and those that double as Yoda need not apply.Other than that, I'm 24, pretty cute, and even though I sound scary, I actually get along with guys really well. Girls- not so much, but I'll fake it for the sake of being agreeable. I do have girl friends but they're all like me- none of the girly, hair-flipping, shopping types. I work in the music industry and love live music, smoky bars, watching football and basketball, movies, and sitting at home and doing nothing. I have no money and don't care if you do either, as long as you have a job that isn't a give-up occupation or you're at least working toward a job that isn't a give-up occupation. If you work at Walmart and you're okay with that, don't bother mailing me. I also don't do dudes over 35, and I'm not a quick lay. Noooooo, no... you'll have to endure my sh*t for a while before you'll get any. There's your warning.Okay, so that's all. I'm ready for the onslaught of messages that I'm sure I'll get after that tirade. Bring it boys.