I recently moved back to Seattle after spending a few years of adventure in San Francisco. I love to read, especially on my kindle. I love to sleep, but manage to deprive myself of enough pretty much every day. I love to walk aimlessly listening to music. When I find a new favorite song, I tend to listen to it a hundred times in a few days, then don't touch it for a week. It eventually makes it into my regular rotation.
I'm a certified diver. Floating a foot off the ocean floor listening to my heartbeat and breath is the most soothing thing I have ever experienced. I love hiking and camping, and don't do nearly enough of it.
My idea of a fantastic Saturday night involves friends, craft beer, and board games.
My favorite foods involve cheese. My favorite desserts involve sugar (no way!). Cookies are my vice. My favorite cereal by far is Honey Bunches of Oats, but I usually only have coffee for breakfast. I love to cook but don't get the chance to often enough.
I glued a coffee cup to my hand when I was 16. That is why I always have one, not because I'm addicted to coffee or anything. I've given up trying (unsuccessfully) to kick the habit, because hey, there are much worse vices than coffee.
I like politics and life philosophy -- debating the ways of the world (over a craft beer). I play devils advocate and sometimes argue a position that I don't actually believe, although you might never know.
I care about some things far more than I should, and others far less than I should, but even knowing this, it doesn't matter. Passion (or lack thereof) about something just is or isn't, it's not forced. Forcing it one way or the other is lying to yourself.
I probably check Facebook too much. On that note, I'm probably online too much. That's okay, though. I will make a career of it somehow. Right now that's by working for dot-coms as a developer.
I'm procrastinating as I write this. I'm probably procrastinating as you read this. This is a character flaw that I will fix (eventually).