One year anniversary of my move to London! Trying to adapt myself
to this absurd town. Occasional film worker, writer, barista and
costumed superhero. I'm simply your average twentysomething with a
little creativity and big aspirations trying to make it in Big
Town. Other people tend to say that's not true and that I'm weirder
than a camel with three humps, but that's ludicrous. Really.
Nothing suspicious here. All normal. And don't look into that
What I’m doing with my life
Looking for it
I’m really good at
Making stupid jokes with a 50/50 probability of being funny. Some
people tend to say that I don't write half-bad, also. I'm a pretty
The first things people usually notice about me
I am over a head taller than everyone else in the room.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Books: Favourite authors. George Orwell, William Gibson, H. G.
Wells, Fyodor Dostoievski, Thomas Pynchon, Primo Levi, Michael
Moorcock, Thomas Disch, Umberto Eco, Clive Barker, J.G. Ballard,
J.K. Rowling, Philip K. Dick, Alfred Bester, H.P. Lovecraft, Robert
Howard, Arturo Pérez-Reverte. And so many more. Too many to count
Movies: Jaws. The Godfather. 2001: A Space Odyssey. Wild
Strawberries. The Seventh Seal. Death in Venice. Mishima. Raiders
of the Lost Ark. Lost Highway. Metropolis. The Cabinet of Dr.
Caligari. G.I. Joe. Transformers. The Adventures of Buckaroo Banzai
across the 8th Dimension. Collateral. Master and Commander. Pulp
Fiction. Story of Ricky. There are others, but right now I don't
remeber 'em, so I guess they don't matter.
Music: Nine Inch Nails, Pink Floyd, Led Zeppelin, Queen, Héroes del
Silencio, Dead Can Dance, Daft Punk, Fields of the Nephilim and
Blue Oyster Cult. My favourite genres are 70's blues rock, 80's
gloomy post-punk and funky house electronica. Coherence is my
Food: Anything italian or mexican.
The six things I could never do without
*NOBODY EXPECTS THE SPANISH INQUISITION!
*My hard drive.
*Friends. The real ones.
*Did I mention books?
I spend a lot of time thinking about
What makes human human minds tick. Like seafood sticks.
On a typical Friday night I am
Surfing the web, going to the movies, or going out with my friends.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
Sometimes I pick my nose.
If you think it is a lousy dark, dirty secret, you are right. It
says "the most private" I'm willing to admit. It doesn't really
need to be very private.
If that's not enough for you, Charlie Chaplin's final speech in
"The Great Dictator" always manages me to make me cry like a little
baby. Here. Embarrassing. Embarrassing is good, right?
You should message me if
You want to.