I'm pretty enthused about my own level of enthusiasm. I'm stoked on everything. My brain works faster than I can speak, so sometimes conceptually intense sentences are broken by long pauses. I consider myself tasteful and classy, but as a result of effort, not entitlement. I am hilarious, however, effortlessly. I've only got two paragraphs left.
I'm a 24-year-old trapped in a 23-year-old's body. I try and live my life to create the conditions for my next big epiphany. I believe that other people are like mirrors which allow you to see into yourself. I'm interested in meeting more clean mirrors. I'm obsessed with learning. Technical, useful, and especially the kind that comes from just thinking. I am witty. I am clever. I can never remember where I put my car keys.
I have too much respect for myself to have one-night-stands. Fun is an absolute priority. I encourage flying off the handle some times, you know, for science. I challenge the people around me to live their lives. There are two types of people in this world: There people who need closure,