Update: I now possess plates. And a desk. And a bed! Maybe a couch soon too.
An easily bemused, highly self-possessed (and equally as indulgent), determined almost-late-twenty-something that has an unironic opinion on everything. Irony is for chumps, yo.
I read books for pleasure, and I am very much concerned with how much fun I am having at any given moment.
I listen to a lot of music and watch a lot of movies and rarely admit to ever liking anything. I have been described by others as a "nice" guy, but not a "Nice Guy (TM)."
I find most people boring, which is probably the worst thing a person can be, and I spend far too much time looking for those who are interesting, who possess intrigue, and who can keep me on my toes.
Sometimes I can be a standoffish oaf. Sometimes I can be mercurial. I have a knack for saying the worst thing at the most terrible time. I feel these are important things would should know about me.
I am routinely afflicted by l'espirit de l'escalier (look it up, it's French, and you might learn something about why people act the way they do at parties). I have a thirst for adventure and stimulation, and often find myself frighteningly restless. I hope you can keep up.