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Still with me after the lorem ipsum? Good. Bear with me, it's gonna be a jumble of little pieces of me and sorta-me, along with bits of inane drivel masquerading as a witty profile.

Reticulating splines.

And going back to school. Got sick of dead-end jobs. They were good jobs, not like McDonald's or retail or something, just not jobs with a future. So, time to go back & finish my Bachelor's degree. Trying K-State @ Salina this time around, studying computer systems & web development. Stuff that I've already been doing for years, but don't have enough experience in to get a GOOD job in.

Moved to Salina in August, started class the next day. Wasn't planning on it being quite that last-minute, but that's how things worked out. Maybe one of these days I'll finish unpacking. Still getting used to 'cross-town trek' meaning a 10 minute drive. Missing a few things from Wichita. I'll survive.

Filling these forms with BS.

Having a registration date on this site earlier than yours. (Wait, why am I here again?)

That I am a human in possession of Y chromosomes, or at least a reasonable approximation of one.

After that, it depends on when & where they meet me, and what kinda mood I'm in. I'm quiet by default, but get me in the right situation and I'm going nuts. Gives people some funky first impressions of me. Like some people seem to think I'm some perfect angel at first. A lot of people are surprised the first time they hear me cussing. Whereas someone who knows me better would reply, "WTF, you didn't think he cussed? He cusses all the fucking time!"

I'm certainly no angel, but I can control myself well.

This is pretty shallow stuff for determining a potential match. But I suppose it may be of interest to some.

Books: Once upon a time I was a fairly heavy reader. But when I was in college and was *required* to do a lot of reading, it kinda killed the joy of it for me.

Movies: Whatever I manage to see before the hype gets my expectations up so high that the movie becomes a total disappointment to me.

Music: My Last.fm page should give you a decent enough overview of what I like.

Food: If you ask me what I want to eat, I'll most likely say "Food." I'm not exactly a picky eater. I love trying things out, and hunting down little restaurants I've never been to. I love cooking nice meals, when I have the chance to. Maybe if you're lucky I'll let you sample a bit.

Yes, no, maybe, zero, one, and wtf.

What would bacon do?

What is the meaning of my bellybutton?

Are you gonna eat that?

On a quest for corn.

Honking at the walls.

Noticing that it's not yet Saturday.

Searching for the missing left sock.

Takin' a chillaxitive. Keepin' it surreal.

Painting it black. Painting it beige. Painting it chlorinated copper phthalocyanine.

And then the horns kick in. And my shoes start to squeak.

Ensuring that my toenail is trimmed properly.

I know folks in Wichita as well as in Bombay, all veterans of the trade.

You're bored. You're in search of wild monkey sects. You actually have something interesting to say to me, and aren't going to just restate everything I've written in this section. You only write the word 'Ur' when discussing ancient Sumer. Your profile doesn't contain an FGAS. You... have a bag-on-the-head fetish?