Natalie P

Heyo! I'm a Natalie with a difficult last name, and I write the Tech section. 

Tech on xoJane.com isn't a review of the latest doodads that your mobile whats-it has to have, and it isn't a place for product comparisons (zzz). Nah. This section thinks aloud about how our lives are affected by technology.  I'm talking about that time at a party where somebody needed music in a jam so you offered your iPod and cringed in shame when Dashboard Confessional came up in its Genius Playlist.   Or that time you made a mailing list for your volleyball team and they bought you a beer for such a fabulous favor.  All that.  And more.  (++)

I'm not a fan girl of anything, and I'm not quite what you'd call an "early adopter", but I do have my feet pretty wet in the scene, since I'm a software developer. I'm a woman in the industry advocating for women affected by the industry, which is, actually, everyone.

Age: 26

Twitter: @nataliepo

What I Do, Job-wise: Lady Coder (github: @nataliepo)

What I Do, Fun-wise: Play volleyball, have intellectual discussions about modern literature (such as Twilight) in my book club

My Motto: “HEYO!”-- as a greeting, or in response to something shocking.

My Anti-Motto: "Best," -- in an e-mail signature.  I find it curt, unthankful, and imagine you writing "Go Fuck Yourself" a few times before choosing that poisonous, one-worded, anti-signature.

The First Movie Star I Ever Had A Crush On:  Jake Gyllenhaal. I saw him last year in Gorilla Coffee in Brooklyn with his sister, Maggie, and her daughter, and, omg, he was so damn good looking and normal and bearded and comfortable and, in-flannel, he didn't look like a movie star at all, and even in movies that I'd seen him in I didn't even think he was attractive, and then I saw him in real life and fumed that he wasn't looking at me because, dammit, I was the most beautiful woman in Gorilla at the time.  

My “celebs to make out with” list: Tim Riggins from Friday Night Lights, please.

The Most Played Song On My iTunes: Lately, Robyn's "Dancing On My Own." All time? Could be Gaga, Beach House, or Gravy Train.

Last Book I Read Without Skimming Any Parts: I finished Jonathan Franzen's The Corrections a few weeks ago, and I liked it just fine. And now, for my book club, we're reading his most recent book, Freedom, and halfway through, I REALLY HATE IT. I'm skimming a lot and asking myself if the female lead can get rescued by the end, and whether or not the two main characters are the dualities of Franzen's self whilst he portrays his ex-wife as the emotional-trainwreck lead? Gotta finish it.

My Most Worn Item of Clothing: My underwear, obvi.

Beauty Products That I Hoard: Hair goo, eyeliner.

I smell like: soap.

I Have Faked An Orgasm (Yes/No): Who hasn't?