A quote I adore:
"The mind only wins its truth when, in being absolutely torn apart, it finds itself."

If I visit your profile and don't send a message, it doesn't at all mean I'm not interested! I often check the site from my phone while on the run when it isn't really possible to send a personal message.

I teach French and am a PhD student in philosophy. I split my time between Philadelphia and NYC. I also do martial arts and weight training. I organize reading groups in philosophy and literature. I love going to museums, concerts, plays, operas, and movies, but even more, I love to bitch about how expensive the opera is while drinking cheap beer in a seedy bar. I'm working on starting a social/economic revolution in the far future.

Sensual, intense making out.
Dancing.
Eating carbs.
Working off the carbs I've eaten.
Learning languages.
Making parents fall in love with me.

My eyes. My flexibility if the lighting is too low to get a good look at my eyes.

Three authors that start with H: Hegel, Husserl, and the early part of Lacan's 'Écrits'. 'Lacan' doesn't start with 'H', but fuck the alphabet.

Novels: Proust's 'In Search of Lost Time'. Musil's 'The Man Without Qualities'. Nabokov's 'Lolita'. Everything Rushdie.

Political Books by thinkers like Marx and Bakunin. Also queer thinkers like Butler and Kosofsky-Sedgwick rock my clock.

Music: Stravinsky, Beethoven, Gaga.

Movies: Dangerous Liaisons. All of Almodovar's movies. The Opposite of Sex. A few Korean movies have blown me away (e.g. The 'Oldboy' Trilogy).

Food: Thai, Indian, everything my mom makes.

1. Hegel
2. Chomsky
3. Proust
4. the sex I'm having with my boyfriend
5. the boyfriend I'm having sex with (because, you know, look at #4)
6. friends/family/ice coffee (all congealed into one preferably portable frozen-caffeine-robot or something, lest I go over my six-item limit)

Metaphysics. Freedom and oppression. Social and economic justice. Sex. Neuroscience. Quantum physics. And did I mention sex? Sex.

passed out, face down in the gutter in some foreign country, missing my underwear.

Just kidding. I make sure to keep a good eye on my underwear, even at my most inebriated, and especially in any foreign country.

I once misplaced a fine pair of boxer-briefs while abroad. Never forgave myself.

you're into monogamy and you like french toast (no joke: I know the best recipe)