Me: 30 y/o SWF cranky, sleep-deprived grad student writing this idiotic post instead of my dissertation. Unredeemable sarcastic workaholic. Unable to appear anywhere in public with you if you want your other friends to ever speak to you again. Too impatient to sit through a movie. Unwilling to go to bars, the beach, parks, your parents' house, dances, meetings of any kind, parties, weddings, restaurants, museums, concerts, clubs, malls, or church/temple unless under extreme duress. Might clean up ok if I ever did clean myself up. Surreal ability to go on and on about nothing and make sense in an alternative dimension. Guaranteed to amuse you, whether you laugh at me or with me.
You: bipedal simian descendent with a pulse. Breathing preferred, but not required.