Hey, Howdy, Hello! Haha, ten profile recreations later and I still haven't ironed out this 'who am I' thing. Well, let's start with the soft-ball answers; I'm from Haverhill, MA -- a kinda quaint place straddling the border between Massachusetts and New Hampshire. Maybe quaint is a little too saccharine, and tinsy bit of an embellishment. Actually, no, it's an outright lie; well, unless roadside Oxycontin deals and a deep-bench of halfway houses are the kind of refinements you envision when you read the word 'quaint'. Yes, Haverhill is quite the trip. Luckily/Unfortunately, not much of the town has rubbed off onto me.

Anyway, enough about that hell-hole, I'm Devan and I'm not much of a fan of bullet-point lists of interests. I totally understand why people do them, but, I don't know, I guess I'm still naive and think there's more to people than a pell-mell collection of random interests. Heh, who knows, though; I've heard relationships founded on merely similar favorite colors can be the healthiest. Though, those people are totally the couples in restaurants that say NOTHING to each other.

Oh, an important caveat that I should mention early-on about myself, I don't drink. Hey, maybe you do or don't, it's a personal choice, so it's not like I'm looking to preach to anyone. I just have an extremely addictive personality, so I don't do it. I'm still trying to ween myself off of those damn energy drinks!

I'm at the point in my life where I'm scared to death of growing up. It's not an aversion to responsibility or anything like that, I just like to... well... to have dreams. People tend to fall into routines and become complacent when they finally have a 'career'. How horrible? To resign yourself to a specific task or skill-set for the REST of your life.

In order to kinda side-step this dilemma, I'm studying to become a doctor. I'd like to become a general practice physician, that way I'll be able to stave off adulthood through med school and continue to learn and travel around the world as I practice.
Hell, who knows, maybe I'll end up being dispensing the doctor charade and become a maniacal conflict-stones dealer, muahaha.

Oh, I go to RIT for Biology and Chemistry. Thinking pretty hard about taking up Literature as a second major, but we'll see how it goes this year -- my third year.

Talking at great lengths about 'stuff', you know, the things you bring up to avoid an awkward moment or dead-air. Whether it's discussing the merits of owning a man-sized house cat or living in a hot-air balloon, I'll talk your ear off about 'stuff'. Though, some of it you need to take with a grain of salt since I can be a pretty compelling liar at times.

Reading/Writing, I'm a bit of a Shakespeare geek. I've been known to memorizes large swathes of the plays, but I'm slowly moving out from under that pretty dark habit.

Umm, without falling into the claptrap of 'I'm a good listener,' I'd say I'm really good at making irrational decisions and over-thinking everything in my life, but great at giving other people life advice -- if that makes sense?

Maudlin insecurities aside, I'm a pretty driven person. I don't run decathlons or have nightly mathgasms with differential equations, but I do have my own academic and life-goals that I take pretty seriously.

I'm pretty baller at Wacky Gator, too; especially when I'm barebacking it sans mallet. Unfortunately, it's pretty tough to pick-up chicks at a Chuck E. Cheese. Oh, oh, on the subject of children's indoor playground, I'm a decent cheater at laser tag. Granted, I'm not bringing in duct tape and taping over my sensors -- I've thought of it, but I can sure as hell cover my chest sensor with my forearm and stand against a wall.

I'm kind of a lunatic for Shakespeare and classic literature. My dorm at school is usually littered with random Harold Bloom criticisms and the sundry works of other crotchety bastards that take 'theatre' to a hyper-meta and self-serious next level. Kierkegaard says it's human nature's attraction to the absurd that draws people to religion -- well, it's literature for me.

Movies and I have a pretty strange relationship, too. Like, I can't stand super well-produced action movies, but I LOVE those awfully ham-fisted productions that estranged german producers release as some sort of tax write-off. Oh man, those Uwe Bull movies are terribly good. Haha, I'm not actually an adrenaline-movie junkie, I'm a little partial to dramas, so that was a weird tangent back there. Anyway, I get it, yeah, you're looking for a list. Soooo, in the pantheon of my top movies, I'd say Kenneth Branagh's Hamlet, Fistful of Dollars and Mall Rats rank pretty high.

Ostensibly, I should hate video games in my burgeoning adulthood, but whatever, they're still pretty awesome time wasters!

Faux serious scenario: (Bro) "Yo dawg, wanna go out hunts some tight biddy tonight! C'mon, 'ronas and 'ritas down at Phi Kap!" (Myself) "Naw, broheim, I'm totally level 23 and rollin' deep with some fiery-death-purple armor, I can't creep tonight"

So yeah, for the those still reading, that might be a wee bit hyperbolic, since I'm not so awful and maladjusted that I put that shit above actually doing things with people. I do have some nerd-guy tendencies, though; and I am kinda reserved until I learn someone's boundaries -- how crass and smarty-pants I can be around her/him.

Food-wise I'm sort of picky. Chances are, if the meal's preparation is more involved than talking into an intercom or opening a bag with my teeth then I'll probably hate it.

Okay, okay, you want lists -- I know.

Plays: Hamlet, King Lear, The Importance of Being Earnest, Cat on a Hot Tin Roof, Miss Saigon and The Glass Menagerie

Books: Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas (Hunter S Thompson <3), Tender is the Night, Through the Looking Glass, The Hero with a Thousand Faces, To the Lighthouse, Dandelion Wine, The Fountainhead, Ubik and Captain Corelli's Mandelin

Movies: Fistful of Dollars, American Beauty, Doctor Zhivago, Mall Rats, Brick, Throne of Blood, Primer, Evita, The Talented Mr. Ripley and Rocky

Music: Uffie, Opeth, In Flames, Creayshawn, Crystal Castles, Crystal Method, The Decemberists, Sleigh Bells, Heartsrevolution, Queen, Madonna, Opeth, Passion Pit, Santigold, Frank Sinatra, Gin Blossoms, Lisa Loeb and Westside Connection

Games: Jenga, Jet set radio, Warcraft III and World of-, Pokemon Snap, Battlefield 2, Rez, Audiosurf, Frequency, Monopoly, Candy Land, Tony Hawk 3 ('Cause, who cares about spine transfers?) and yo how about some Croc?

TV: I don't watch too much anymore, since cable is kind of an anachronism at this point. Though, I still kinda have this ironic appreciation of the WWE-- especially for all its tasteless story contrivances and hubris

1. Slang words
2. Sleep
3. Books
4. Colored dress shirts
5. The crazy belligerent people that permeate throughout my life
6. Social misfires and awkwardness

Trying to eke-out purpose along this absurd and senseless odyssey.

Life as a journey of dispossession -- one where we must eventually divest ourselves of all the baubles that ensconce and decorate our lives, including knowledge, to truly be content

The technological singularity

Browsing Amazon for things I'll never use but will sate that my need for the instant-gratification of owning something new

Yo, making the bed is straight-up sisyphean, so I don't do it

It's probably pretty key that I mention I've never really been in a 'facebook official', or whatever the benchmark for seriousness is, relationship before. Haha, I've been on plenty of first dates but, I don't know, I guess dating exclusively online means that I'm either the one-date rebound for someone's ailing relationship or the quirky writer that's fun to email from time-to-time. Not that I mind meeting new people and personalities, or that I'm one of those hyper-serious-dating guys that's just pining for codependency; it's just at some point it would be nice to be something substantial to another person, so keep that in mind!

Plus, I don't know, I guess I'd like to think that I'm coming from a pretty earnest place with this whole profile. There's plenty of people on here looking for the occasional, random ass which -- well, whatever, to each his/her own, right? I don't have a problem with hookup profiles, as long as the respective authors are transparent about what exactly they're after somewhere in profile... but that's a conversation for a different day. I just hope I've done a decent job at differentiating myself from that contingent, and the gals messenging me understand what I'm looking for and are not setting me up for disappointment =)