I live "at the speed of light". Apparently.

The short version: I'm twenty-three-year-old guy.

The long version: I have always wanted a walled garden with a lion's head fountain in the centre. I love déja vu. Life is truly amazing and anyone who says otherwise hasn't really grasped life to the full. Every moment's a golden one if you're disposed to see it that way. Go to Iceland (the country, not the shop, duh), it's an amazing place. I'm going to go back one day to see the aurora borealis. Climbing trees is fun but climbing mountains is better. It's all about the view from the top. As long as I've got thick socks and walking boots, and the legs to use them, I'll be happy. My boomerang never comes back. I can quite happily pass a day with a good book (or a trashy one!) and a punnet of strawberries, lying on the grass in the sun. I always forget to water my plants. Actually, I forget quite a lot. My memory is pretty awful for some things but amazing for others. I still remember the first dream I ever had. I love déja vu. Did you know the War of Spanish Succession was largely responsible for piracy in the Caribbean in the seventeenth century? You do now. I love philosophy. Nietzscheand Sartre got it right by slapping us across our existential face (like Cher did in Moonstruck) and saying "Act, damnit, for you are the sum of your actions!" (to paraphrase a couple of dead philosophers).

Isn't language amazing?

I love déja vu. I love people who talk, but dislike people who talk too much. Being an extrovert is a good thing, but being pompous and having an inflated sense of self-importance is lame. Life's too short to read books you don't enjoy, but there's plenty of time for reading books about the Brazen Bull, or ancient, gooey, tentacled beings from beyond time and space. Oh yes. I love déja vu. Art can teach you more important things than science ever could. I don't knit but I love knitted jumpers. Bees are amazing! I love snow, snowball fights, snowboarding, snowmen, snowshoes and snowstorms. I once built a snow house and spent the night in it. Overall, I'm an optimist. I don't see much point in being anything else.

Saving the world, and freezing my balls off on the sides of various mountains.

Inventing new forms of dessert.

Not watching TV.

Leaping tall buildings in a single bound!

Making soup. Soup is FANTASTIC. Writing essays and making simple ideas sound amazing. Working out which way is north. Being late. Finding my way back to places without the use of bread crumbs or a golden thread. Using Crayola crayons.

I'm not sure, but I would like to take this opportunity to express my appreciation of stars. Dirty great big flaming balls of gas never looked so good!

Books are great. More people should read books.

Books: The collected works of Michel Foucault. Call Of The Cthulhu by H. P. Lovecraft. The Zanzibar Chest by Aidan Hartley. The Book Of Lost Things by John Connolly. The Goblin Market by Christina Rossetti. The collected works of Friedrich Nietzsche. The Wasp Factory by Iain Banks. Phenomenology of Perception by Maurice Merleau-Ponty. I Am Legend by Richard Matheson. (No, I'm not excited about the film.) 101 Reykjavik by Hallgrímur Helgason. The collected works of David Crystal. If you want to know more just ask, I'm on LibraryThing. If you like books, you should be too. It's a great website. It's like going to the pub with your friends. But without the pub. And without your friends.

I absolutely love films. I've seen many more than I can remember. Three-day film-watching sprees are a great way to spend a weekend. Where films are concerned I'm afraid it's either classics or trash for me usually, although I'll watch almost any film once. Just no confounded rom-coms!

Films: Forbidden Planet, The Thing, Oldboy, Pan's Labyrinth, Dr Strangelove, What To Do In Case Of Fire, Arsenic And Old Lace, The Magnificent Seven, The Shining, Taxi (the Luc Besson one), The Legend Of Fong Sai Yuk, Network, Babel, No Country For Old Men, The Amityville Horror, Man Bites Dog, Evil Dead 2, Butch Cassidy And The Sundance Kid, Beerfest, North By Northwest, Good Bye Lenin!, Apocalypse Now, Alien, Rebecca, The Good, The Bad And The Ugly, Mad Max 2, Delicatessen, Yojimbo, Crash and The Cat And The Canary.

Currently tapping my feet to: Bob Dylan, Skip James, Skream, Benga, Biffy Clyro, As Friends Rust, Raised Fist, Beth Orton, Florence And The Machine, Ignite

Foods: Nearly all fruit and veg! But NOT cauliflower, cabbage or sprouts. Yuck. CARBS!!!! Bread is brilliant. Pasta is praiseworthy! Rice is rad. Potatoes are er... great. Apples! Cake! Olives! I love déja vu. Jam! Biscuits! Chocolate! I don't understand people who eat bland food. Thank goodness for herbs and spices. I make a mean curry. And I used to make award-winning pies. Seriously. My pies are still good, but I only make them for myself nowadays. I don't eat animals because unnecessary killing is totally whack.

Computer games: Homeworld, all the Resident Evil games, Doom (of course), Golden Axe, Dance Ejay, The Settlers, Undying, most of the Sonic games, Paperboy, Unreal, Powerstone 2, Chu Chu Rocket, Saturn Bomberman, Half Life, Ruff 'N' Tumble, Cannon Fodder, Zool, WipEout, Thief 2, Monkey Island, Street Fighter 2

Art, raillery, yellow, falafel, and interrobangs.

What an absurd question!

Eternal recurrence. People. Snow. I love déja vu.

Catching frisbees or in the pub with workmates. Or both.

I feel at home up a tree.

I have a habit of rolling out of my bed and then underneath it while asleep.

That and I'm troubled by the amount of people who don't seem to understand this question.

You're not looking for someone to be your getaway driver for when you steal all the gold in Fort Knox. I want no part in it.

However, you absolutely should message me if:

You're mad. You're delirious with the fact that you're alive, you don't yawn or say something that's commonplace, you're amazed that you even exist and you want to experience it all.

Or, if you want to walk up the nearest big hill with me.

Or, if you want to pick my brain. I enjoy that kind of thing.

Or, if you enjoy eating stuff. And lots of it.

Or, if you're a Dinosaur. Or a Pelycosaur, I'm not fussy.

Or, if, like me, you believe you can't learn much about someone from their profile alone.

Or, if the word rad is in your everyday vocabulary.

Or, if I've made a spelling error. Hanx!