Who is the mosh pit chick?

If you've ever been to a rock concert, you've seen me. Piercings, visible tats, usually decked out in a t-shirt and jeans. You won't catch me in flip-flops. I've usually got on my favorite pair of "stompin' boots" in case things get crazy.

Sometimes I'm with friends. Sometimes I'm by myself. Usually my hair is a wild color.

I try to get backstage and meet my favorite bands. Most of the time, it doesn't happen. I take that frustration out on all the dudes and chicks slamming into one another in the mosh pit. There's something magical about getting lost in music and sensations.

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So why did I start this little rambling dating and sexual adventure blog?

I decided to chronicle my adventures as a single rocker chick. You''ll see my unfiltered reactions, from sheer bewilderment at what passes for flirtation to outrageous stories of spontaneity, to possibly even a relationship someday. Don't hold your breath, though. Some mosher might knock the wind out of you.