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27 M Chicago, IL

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6′ 0″ (1.83m)
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Graduated from university
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Likes dogs and likes cats
English (Okay), Khmer (Fluently), Hawaiian (Fluently), Tagalog (Okay), Basque (Poorly)

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My self-summary
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From age 10 to age (let's say) 17 I kept a secret hundred dollar bill on me at all times. For whatever. Maybe soccer practice would take a turn for the worse and I'd need to bribe a guard. At once both over- and very, very under-prepared.
What I’m doing with my life
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NOTE [ca. 09/03/2014]: Amber-lamps job acquired. Settling back into Chicago. Things are kinda dodgy at the moment, but will hopefully smooth out in the coming weeks. Further edits: in the offing!

No, Financial Aid Application, I do not have 'overseas assets.' I am sitting on a lawn chair indoors.

I've returned once again to this vale of beers, Madison, my hometown, to save money while undergoing EMT training. I work at a bar right now but (lord willin') this Bachelor of Arts will be driving an ambulance out of the service industry soon enough. (Admittedly, it's a pragmatic thing--at least partly.) Location-wise, I'll probably throw a dart at map once that's locked down (Chicago, again [I do like Chicago]? Portland? NYC [Brooklyn]? Austin? some other zeitgeist appropriate city?). Or at least move closer in to downtown. ...But inevitably and eventually someplace else, lest I age into an un-ambiguous townie.

Also, cursing Madison's 3rd world public transportation. I mean, if this place is such a liberal-progressive-smart-governing unit (aka "90 square miles surrounded by reality," as Rush "Vicodin and a ham sandwich" Limbaugh would have it), you'd think they'd at least loosen the purse strings for a Bus Rapid Transit lane or two slash a handful of late night routes. But I'm a dreamer (i.e.: beholden to reveries of drinking and hanging out that don't depend so heavily on logistics).

Speaking truth to verified twitter accounts.
I’m really good at
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impractical things (in the parents-ask-you-what-you're-doing-with-your-life sense): self-congratulation, mental math, drawing still life, looking things up, trailing off, sighing demonstrably when newscasters misuse the word 'literally', finding today's urban gentry insufferable, becoming infuriated over David Brooks op-eds, treading water indefinitely, wit of the staircase, fulfilling my duties as local armchair art historian, responding to simple questions with long and thoughtful but embarrassingly obtuse answers
The first things people usually notice about me
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other end of burrito is clearly open and leaking onto his shirt
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
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Histories of things, like: Chicago, Russian literature, millenarianism, the English working class, debt. Novels and plays that catch my eye at the local used book store. Rilke, Larkin, Blake, Neruda, Stevens on CTA. Chomsky. Marx. Zizek. ...Welty? I read Dubliners again every year. The Lady with the Lapdog is a favorite. Several architecture and urban planning blogs. I have not read any Dave Eggers. Nor have I read any Malcolm Gladwell for that matter. Suggestions that are not Dave Eggers or Malcolm Gladwell are welcome! Currently reading: The Death and Life of Great American Cities by Jane Jacobs. Oh, and of course my brick of a textbook on How To Prevent Death From Massive Trauma During Your Commute.

Josef Herman, Ilya Repin, Jules Breton, Michelangelo Merisi da Caravaggio, James Tissot (the leisure classes of 19th century Britain and France doing what they did best: nothing), Mark Rothko (eczema of the psyche), Marc Chagall, Joaquín Sorolla (peasants in paradise)

fallen out of the habit of regular TV and movie viewing, buttttt if I need a list - Mishima: A Life in Four Chapters, Harold & Kumar Escape from Guantanamo Bay, Office Space still holds up, as do Wayne's World 1 & 2, the Daily Show (in spite of no longer being as funny as it once was; I think one of us may be waxing, the other waning), and that show's smarter, funnier fraternal twin the Colbert Report, I watch DemocracyNOW! online almost every day (+++social justice); The Simpsons; but TV comedy really peaked with the second season of Chappelle's Show; there was a brief, perhaps necessary phase there, but now most things twee annoy the hell out of me--especially tweeness that has graduated to the Acutely Self-aware And Dyspeptic New Yorker stage, once all that whimsy has redounded upon the MPDGs and the constipated would-be intellectuals who lust after them as cynicism. And don't get me started on the parallel graduation from (often over-stylized) boutique "counterculturalism" to (often over-stylized) showcase for the aspirational lifestyles of the rich and aimless, blech


- Winter1
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- Winter7 (R.I.P., Pete)

pretty ecumenical, but there are a few genres I dislike almost categorically. such as: "Walmart Country"; that schlocky "Adult Contemporary" stuff they sell at Starbucks; those drone-y, scream-y things whose names read like Halloween edition MadLibs; and the flaccid, teen-depressive likes of Iron and Wine, The Postal Service, Owl City, etc. (Treacle Wave). Alan Lomax <333 Burial is terrific, as are most remixes of Aaliyah songs, either by chance or--well, maybe I just have a weakness for them; rap about being less than courteous to cops (because ACAB); my favorite rapper to survive (and not be born in) the 90s is Freddie Gibbs (Nas just hasn't been compelling since Illmatic, and Lauryn Hill is bigger than rap)

no hard lines here; always up for new dishes, restaurants, etc., but I generally put healthy-ish stuff in my fridge

even when the pizza's pretty bad, it's still pretty good
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
-the internet (while all the other kids are outside laughing and playing stick-and-hoop)

-music (filling up hard drives, going to shows)

-bar trivia (I have a long story about how we "won" Team Trivia nationals last year, but "didn't")

-books (in case sudden disaster leaves the world without normal bricks? always a boyscout.)

-my friends (or their paid surrogates)

-dictionaries/encyclopedias (mind the gaps)
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
filthy lucre, bonfires of the vanities, Wordsworth, the narrow range of opinion presented in the NYtimes, moving to Austin, whether Austin is still worth moving to, if Provo is the new Austin, was the old Austin really Nashville all along, what is too drunk to drive a space shuttle
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
going for a run, showering, making myself a few drinks (sometimes objectively good stuff, more often shitty things rural high school kids pour into their eyes, or stupid novelty liquors I saw Amber Rose advertise on TV) and jamming out to whatever music has my attention for the week; before heading out in search of friends, live music, bars that don't pat you down
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
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omg this whole time i've been calling her urethra franklin
You should message me if
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Companion Stuff: you’re down to drink, go to shows*, play bar trivia, visit museums, hit up the Windy City Soul Club, and take long conversational/pensive walks through city parks

*it'd be way cool if you knew of some good sweaty local basement punk shows, too; I dig that

You Stuff: you don’t mistake a laundry list of affectations for personality, or traffic in tumblrs broadcasting contempt for those who are disadvantaged; and, as would follow from that, left-leaning and hopefully a feminist to some degree (cuz I don't fux w/ dem Ann Coulter types); thoroughly enjoy the Onion and Colbert, aren't a wan agoraphobe, and are genuinely interested in, y’know, using this platform to meet people and stuff;

NOTE: "[liking] to laugh" is not a distinguishing characteristic; nor is "[liking] spontaneity," which is the least spontaneous thing about most of you

Message Stuff: and gosh, you've got something a tad more original to say than, "hey", "how's it going?", "cram me full of dick", or "hi :)"