Jen Kristjansson

I am the ​publisher of ​LoveMe and run ​the site on a ​daily basis. I am​ also single and ​I love cats; I ​have seven cats ​in the house, ​four strays who ​have taken up ​permanent residence​ in my yard, and ​a handful who ​pass through the ​yard on a very ​regular basis for ​a feeding, some ​water, and a nap.​ My profile and ​my posts are ​about my life ​with those cats.

I have four ​cats and three ​add-on cats and ​there is also a ​handful of strays ​in my yard and ​all of these are ​my family. I ​cannot really ​fathom life ​without any of ​them.

I am one of ​those few who ​actually do not ​have an actual ​family. I am ​certain I have ​relatives - we ​are all by ​default related to​ someone - but I ​simply don't know ​any of them. Does​ it bother me? ​Not any more. ​When I was young ​I dreamt of ​marrying into a ​huge family but ​that did not ​happen and this ​is what it is ​now and I am ​really content ​with it.

I suppose I am​ borderline ​antisocial. I ​expect the reason ​to be both ​genetic and by ​nurture - my ​growing up was ​unpleasant, I was ​raised in guilt ​and I was ​persistently ​bullied by ​children for most ​of my childhood ​and early teens ​and I basically ​did not learn how​ to live my life ​as a group ​animal.

Fatigue, ​bloating, rash, ​insomnia, ​depression, ​anxiety, fog ​brain, etc. :(

I've had a ​bothersome itchy ​rash for the past​ two or three ​years, I've been ​bloated, short of ​breath, lacking in​ energy, had fog ​brain, suffered ​depression and ​anxiety, etc ​etc.This has ​been driving me ​mad (the itch ​especially) because​ I've had no idea​ what was causing ​it. At some ​point I figured ​out that this ​might be food ​related and so I ​started ​experimenting on ​myself. Cutting ​gluten foods ​entirely from my ​food has relieved ​me of my rash, ​my shortnes of ​breath, the ​depression, the ​fog brain, and ​various other ​minor ills, but ​not quite all, ​and while the ​itch was less it ​was still ​there.Cutting ​first lactose ​products and then ​all dairy products​ from my diet ​went a long way, ​but not all the ​way, but it did ​relieve me of the​ itch ​completely.Removin​g all fresh meat ​and eggs from my ​diet and only ​eating processed ​meat that is ​certified gluten ​and dairy free ​finally did the ​trick, resulting ​in a born-again ​me.

Green juice ​(preferrably a ​broccoli-stem / ​celery / spinach ​/ carrot / apple ​mixture); green, ​black & herbal ​tea; fizzy water; ​juiced apples, ​pears, carrots ​etc.

My days are ​spent tinkering ​with my software ​and taking care ​of my cats and ​the strays in the​ neighbourhood.

I spend most ​every morning in ​the gym taking 2 ​concurrent classes,​ something like ​ABT, TBC, Body ​Pump, Zumba, ​Pilates, Step, ​High Low, etc. I ​love it. And it ​helps me learn ​Greek.

Fantasy and ​supernatural ​written in the ​first person with ​a strong female ​lead. Anita Blake,​ Jane Yellowrock. ​Recently Lee ​Childs (Jack ​Reacher).Gumshoe ​novels where small​ probblems are ​tackled (i.e. a ​missing coat).I ​hate large-scale ​world-saving crap.

The beach. The ​beach. The beach. ​Also biking in ​the hills of ​Rhodes and long ​long walks with ​Lamb of God ​blasting in my ​ears. I tend to ​have some catfood ​in a bag to feed​ to the strays ​whose path I ​cross.

I´ve been to ​more places than ​I can remember. I​ am done with ​travelling. When I​ spent time at ​the pyramyds in ​Egypt I ​experienced the ​ultimate low in ​tourism.

Gardening.

Lounging with ​my cats inside on​ a rainy day, the​ four (seven? ​ten?) of us ​heaped on my bed ​and bedroom ​furniture, dozing. ​Doing chores in ​the kitchen - two​ of my cats tend ​to assist me ​vigorously.

I love it, ​actually.

I have four ​cats in the ​house, they have ​been with me ​since the day ​they were born, ​but while they ​are absolutely my ​cats no one else ​can touch them or​ even come near ​them.There are ​also 3 kittens ​that were left on​ an adjacent roof ​by their mother ​about 8 months ​ago who have ​permanent shelter ​in my house. ​There are maybe ​10-15 strays that ​come for a ​feeding in my ​yard most days. ​Some have ​permanent residence​ nearby and hang ​out frequently in ​my yard, while ​others live a ​distance away and ​only show up for ​the occasional ​meal.

Shoulderlength ​and growing

Fairly lean but​ slightly ​potbellied. I ​expect to become ​wiry as my gluten​ free, dairy free,​ meat free, ​alcohol free, ​fruit and ​vegetable rich ​diet starts to ​kick in.

Old and faded

It depends on ​my hair :)

Wonderful with ​the right person. ​But since I am ​not into one ​night stands...

Politicians ​typically appear ​to be ​self-serving, which​ is a bit ​interesting since ​they are elected ​by the people, ​who in turn seem ​to despise ​them...

I don't believe​ in the god of ​man, not as such,​ because that god ​makes no sense to​ me. But I do ​believe there is ​a deity of some ​sort. I have no ​idea who she is ​but I will go ​into any church ​to worship her ​and in a ​Christian church I​ will show my ​respect with the ​sign of the cross​ on my body. I ​call her mother ​nature, for lack ​of a better ​word.

Generally ​speaking I prefer ​the company of ​cats to the ​company of the ​average human. ​This has to do ​with my inability ​to chat about ​inconsequential ​things; I have ​simply no idea ​what to say, and ​I get bored in ​five minutes flat ​with meaningless ​chatter.However, ​on occasion I ​meet a person ​(male or female) ​whom I find ​really really ​interesting. This ​happens maybe once​ every five or ​ten years, but ​thus far ​circumstance has ​not allowed for ​any close and ​lasting ties or ​friendship to ​form. As a result​ I presently have ​no friends.

A woman whom I​ met by chance ​and fell in love ​with many many ​years ago turned ​out to be a ​replica of the ​person who raised ​me; a giver of ​guilt. This ​relationship lasted​ 10 years and ​left me an ​emotional wreck ​and on the bench ​of a shrink. Over​ the course of ​one year the ​shrink opened my ​eyes about many ​things and planted​ a variety of ​seeds in my brain​ that I am still ​working through. I​ have learned not ​to associate with ​givers of guilt ​as I am not ​equipped to handle​ them.