Single In New York...

I’m twenty-two years old. I live and work in New York. And I’m newly single. Single for the first time in three years to be exact. So while I learn to deal with it and change with it and (hopefully) learn from it, you can read all about it.

Here are some not so typical things about myself: (In no particular order)

I don’t wear make-up. I don’t own any dresses, heels, skirts, or shorts.

I hate chocolate and flowers and jewelry.

I don’t drink cosmopolitans, wine or anything fruity.

I’m a beer drinker. And a baseball and football fan.

I eat… A lot.

I have a mouth like a truck driver.

I hate to cook. And I hate shopping.

I don’t get manicures/pedicures or get my hair done. (I cut it myself.)

98% of my friends are male.

I can lift heavy things. I can also change my oil, my tire, trasmission fluid, etc. I can do contrustuction, plumbing, and electric work.

I have been known to drink guys under the table and I don’t get hangovers.

I have a very nice set of tools that I do NOT lend out.

I’m very independent.

I don’t go to clubs or dance.

I love camping, fishing, hiking, and mountain biking/climbing.

I want a motorcycle and I want to be a New York City firefighter.

I love snakes… And I’m straight.

I read. A lot.

I’m a die hard Mets fan.

My sister and I are not twins.

I have only seen one Broadway play.

I don’t drink coffee. (Though I love the smell of it.)

I hate marshmallows, peanut butter, ice cream, and cake/pie.

I paint abstract art. Horribly. But it makes me feel better.

I can eat a 56oz steak by myself. (I’ve dont it… More than once.)

I have insomnia. So I sleep every couple of days… if I’m lucky.

I love baseball hats, beer and dirty water dogs.

Other than my sister, I have two REAL friends that are girls.

My dad is my hero and my brother and I still beat each other up.

I haven’t sung (in front of anyone) since I was in a rock band in high school.

I love food.

I used to be a drug addict. I’ve been clean (of everything except cigarettes and alcohol) for a little over three years.

Music moves me as well as art, books, and the ocean.

I’m 100% Irish. In fact, I took Irish dancing classes for four years. And if you get me drunk enough, I’ll do a little gig for ya.

I love the Long Island Rail Road and the subway. Thunderstorms are heaven for me. And I love New York City in the winter time.

I want to drive cross-country. I want to climb a volcano. I want to swim with sharks.

But most importantly I want to publish a book, be a mom, a wife, happy, and healthy.

I want to just… be.