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Last Online
Yesterday – 11:33pm
Black, White
6′ 2″ (1.88m)
Body Type
Strictly other
Atheism, and laughing about it
Working on law school
Relationship Status
Relationship Type
Likes dogs and likes cats
English (Fluently), Other (Poorly)

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Human male formerly of Los Angeles. Wanderer. Dreamer. Yogi. Latte sipping liberal. I often have to hold back laughter while in court.

Here to meet an attractive female inversely proportional to the distance separating our centers.

Must hate oligarchs.
What I’m doing with my life
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Lawl School. Podcasting:

One day I will be a lawyer worthy of Stephen Fry.

Rarely not working, rarely financially compensated.
I’m really good at
Go on, brag a little (or a lot). We won’t judge.
- Browsing in 50 tabs.
- Scoffing audibly.
The first things people usually notice about me
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Tommy Wiseau once told me he could cast me as a vampire.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
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Music: Zapp and Roger, Joe Meek and Yellow Magic Orchestra.

Listening to this a lot lately.

Some nights I'm feeling like this

or this

but usually this

Books: A People's Tragedy: The Russian Revolution by Orlando Figes, City of Night by John Rechy, Neuromancer, Debt the First 5,000 Years, You Are Not A Gadget, Wilde, James Baldwin, Mark Dery, Blake, Milton, Camus, Ishiguro, Murakami, Marquez, Chomsky, Stanislaw Lem, Pinker, Marcel Proust, Trotsky, Woolf, Osamu Tezuka
and a lot of graphic novels, which I won't bother listing.

Movies: Seijun Suzuki, Haneke, Wong Kar Wai, Ken Russell, Tarkovsky, Almodovar, Bong Joon-Ho and lately Sion Sono,
Miike, Lynch, Antonioni, Welles, Ang Lee, Satoshi Kon (RIP), Tarkovsky, P.T. Anderson, Woody, Ozu, Kurosawa, Jodorowsky, Trier, Malick, Kwon-taek, Lee Chang-Dong, Bergman, Miyazaki, Coen Bros, and Todd Solondz.
Nikkatsu Noir fan too.

Shows: The Prisoner, Nobody's Boy Remi, Babylon Five.
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
NPR, PBS, BeyondPod, WFMU, WNYC, Slate, .rar, .dmg, .srt, .avi, .ogg, .sub, and .idx.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
This quote:
“Each of us is aware he’s a material being, subject to the laws of physiology and physics, and that the strength of all our emotions combined cannot counteract those laws; it can only hate them. The eternal belief of lovers and poets in the power of love, which is more enduring than death, the finis vitae sed non amoris that has pursued us through the centuries, is a lie. But this lie is not ridiculous, it’s simply futile. To be a clock, on the other hand, measuring the passage of time, one that is smashed and rebuilt over and again, one in whose mechanism despair and love are set in motion by the watchmaker along with the first movements of the cogs; to know one is a repeater of suffering felt ever more deeply as it becomes increasingly comical through multiple repetitions? To replay human existence—fine, but to replay it in the way a drunk replays a corny tune, pushing coins over and over into the jukebox? I didn’t believe for a minute that this liquid colossus, which had brought about the death of hundreds of humans within itself, with which my entire race had for decades been trying in vain to establish at least a thread of communication—that this ocean, lifting me up unwittingly like a speck of dust, could be moved by the tragedy of two human beings. But its actions were geared towards some purpose. True, even this I was not completely certain of. Yet to leave meant to strike out that perhaps slim, perhaps only imagined chance concealed in the future. And thus years amid furniture, objects, that we had both touched, in air that still remembered her breathing? In the name of what? The hope of her return? I had no hope. Yet expectation lived on in me—the last thing she had left behind. What further consummations, mockeries, torments did I still anticipate? I had no idea, as I abided in the unshaken belief that the time of cruel wonders was not yet over.”
From Solaris by Stanislaw Lem, translated by Bill Johnston
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
Trapped in a corporeal vessel that is also at a bar/venue.
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Worked for a romance comics publisher in LA for two years.

I had a job where I did panels at comic book conventions.
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