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39 Salt Lake City, UT Man


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  • Ages 25–48
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Last Online
Yesterday – 8:31am
6′ 2″ (1.88m)
Body Type
Mostly anything
When drinking
Buddhism, and laughing about it
Libra, and it’s fun to think about
Working on space camp
Science / Engineering
Relationship Status
Seeing Someone
Relationship Type
Mostly monogamous
Doesn’t have kids, but might want them
Likes dogs and has cats
English (Fluently), Russian (Poorly), Spanish (Poorly)

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My self-summary
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The asshole with a thousand faces.
What I’m doing with my life
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Trying to figure out if I wasted all of my parents money on Clown College.

Art, media, snowboards,cats, work, music, poetry, mocking authority, exploring my psyche, and figuring out how to be as cool as Glenn Greenwald without having to become a political refugee. Trying to inspire lips to crack smiles that betray empathetic guiles.
I’m really good at
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Moderating moderation.
The first things people usually notice about me
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I'm ethnically ambiguous.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
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Book. "The Awakening of Intelligence"- Jiddu KrishnamurtiI
Movie. "The Fall/Waking Life"
Shows. "BSG"
Music. TooL/Aesop Rock/Deftones/Portishead/Mazzy Star/Mark Lanegan/

I recently saw Carina Round open for Puscifer. WOW.

I like some stupid shit too.
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
Photosynthesis, Mastication. Absorption, Metabolism, Excretion and Charmin....
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
I was thinking the other day after reading Gabor Mate's book on addiction called "In The Realm Of Hungry Ghost's" about how the human mind develops synopsis gaps while we are still fetuses. These gaps between neuro transmitters and neuro uptake inhibitors are the reason why we feel the things we feel. We get little shots of dopamine, serotonin, norepinephrine and we feel exited, we feel like we are falling in love. Our brains are saturated with thoughts and feelings that we think of when we think about love. It's humbling to consider that for every single person with all of the atoms that make up all of the cells that make up tissues and organs that create a system for a living mind to function in a body is really fucking miraculous. It's absolutely humbling to consider that every single human being has a sentience and a consciousness and we are all manifestations of organic matter in an infinitely complex universe. 7 billion people on this relatively tiny, 71%-covered-by-water, bluish-greenish orb, that is traveling 1,038 miles per hour at its equator around a star that is 92,960,000 miles away. And then my thought process is interrupted by an oblivious butthole in a Black Mustang on the free way with a giant Oakland Raiders logo on the back window, who almost ran me off the road because he was changing lanes with his head attached to his cell phone and couldn't see me. I was like "Hey buttfuck! How about you pay attention to what you are doing?" and because he drives like an idiot and has a not-very-innocuous vehicle, when I see him around town I don't just think to myself "Look, there is a jackass" I think "Look, there is that ONE jackass that almost killed me that one day" So I flip him off, and he has no idea why. Maybe one day I will get the chance to tell him why I give him the bird every time I see him and I will let him apologize for being an oblivious buttwad and let him buy me a beer. Yeah, so what was I thinking about? Oh yeah, how amazing the Micro and the macrocosm's are and how, despite all of the intelligence in the universe, human beings are impressively stupid.
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
Conspiring against habitual efficacy with very specific, random people and their creative impulses.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
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Sometimes I can't pee if the guy in the urinal stall next to me is staring at my penis.
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You're not stupid.