bisexual, in an extremely complicated relationship...long story short, married on paper, still live together, but in any sexual sense it's defunct. I do whatever I want and he knows and lets me. I have my own room.

More about me: Love animals esp. cats & nature, gardening, most kinds music although I agree with James Brown that it gots to be funky. 420...could tell you stories you wouldnt believe about all the sh*t i've gotten away with...'Anarchist' is not an expression of anger or chaos or nihilism but of my ideals which I will explain to you if you're interested.

Some people seem to get angry that I don't appreciate my freedom of speech enough to actually not use it...yes I do have it....no, some people don't...but I'm gonna use it and say what I think. I think that's fair enough.

I hate, hate, hate racism. I don't like working with a group of all white people because eventually someone always says something messed up, some stereotype about Mexicans, or complaining about the diversity of their neighborhoods...I really do not handle that sh*t well when they think they can say racist stuff around me because I'm white. No, I'm not calling for censorship, but if you say something like that I will answer you and I will be angry and I may jeopardize my job. Someone called me "feisty" the other day. I was a little annoyed at first, because no one ever calls men "feisty." "Feisty" is a small dog or a bitchy woman. But finally I figured out what it really means, that I am willing to fight against people and things bigger and stronger than me, with or without any help, just because I know I'm right, or to put that a little softer, because it's the fight that matters and not so much whether I get chewed up by the bigger dog.