I managed to go several years without updating this thing. I read it again for the first time in a while and found that it was full of lies.

I'm a smart guy flailing uselessly in academia at the moment. I've been working on my bachelor's degree in whatever for at least 7 million years now, and I'm old, and I'm tired, but soon I shall break free and go tearing across the galaxy in a rocket canoe or police box or something leaving terror and love in my wake.

Or maybe I'll start a little restaurant. I love cooking even though I never do it. I love art, and I'm trying to be commercial in my jewelry-crafting endeavors at the moment. We'll see how that goes. I love any form of creation. Creation keeps me sane.

I'm not so sure about why I'm on here these days. My goals are fuzzy and undefined, but I guess I'll keep an open mind as always.

But about me....

I love rules, but I hate restrictions.

I love pants, but I dislike other clothes.

I love cats, but I'm currently lacking in that department.

I love being social, but I spend all day alone in my apartment.

I was an art major (jewelry and metalsmithing). It was great fun. Now I'm an English major. That's also okay. I also work in an ice cream shop. I may occasionally venture to the Game Preserve.

I spend most of my days generating amazing, insightful, useful, and inspired ideas. Then I categorize them and file them deep into the back of my head never to be seen again. Sometimes I invest a little money and time in the ideas before I do this. It's all very exciting

and expensive

and pointless

Running, jumping, cooking omelettes, riding my bike with no hands, making deviled eggs, corrupting people, friendification, massive unachievable plans, climbing, hand-eye coordination, manipulation, rocking my red pants, forgiveness, helping, English, making ice cream, ignoring distractions while reading books, and dancing in my underwear.

I'm really bad at dancing, but I feel like it should go in this box anyway.

Long hair?

...or that I'm skinny like a twig

...unless they have x-ray vision. Then they notice my brightly-colored undies.

...and feel guilty for irradiating my crotch

A: 1984, Brave New World, Choke, Enchantment, Ender's Game, Fight Club, Harry Potter, Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, Pern series, Starship Troopers, Stranger in a Strange Land, Tao Te Ching, Things Fall Apart, Terry Pratchett, zombie books, comic books, my books, your books, anything with instructions on crafting, trades, construction, or art.

B: Adaptation, Amelie, American Beauty, Army of Darkness, Benny and Joon, Boondock Saints, But I'm a Cheerleader, Breakfast Club, Butterfly Effect, Eddie Izzard, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, Fight Club, Gattaca, Hayao Miyazaki films, The Importance of Being Earnest, Jersey Trilogy, Life Aquatic, Logan's Run, Memento, The Nightmare Before Christmas, PCU, Pirates of the Caribbean, The Princess Bride, Real Genius, Reservoir Dogs, Serenity, Shawshank Redemption, Six String Samurai, Spiderman and sequel, Starship Troopers, Suicide Kings, The Usual Suspects (this list last updated in 2006. I don't feel like adding all the great movies of the last x years)

C: I like frenetic dancy music. All of my music is background music. If you can just lay there and do nothing but listen to a song because it is just THAT powerful... I probably don't like it. Country hurts my ears, though.

D: Italian, Mexican, cheesy fried things... Also potatoes, eggs, and corn in every form The soy bean is my greatest enemy.

Friends, internet, books, ready transportation, games, a comforter, a shower at least every 1.5 days (7? Seems I'm a needy person...)

Unlike your average okcupider, I am above and beyond the need for oxygen to aid my respiration. I am instead powered by the latent awesomeness of any environment that is filled with me.

Engineering, patterns, friends, food, world domination, personal hygeine, work-avoidance, creative ways to use hyphens, sex, music, food, physics, biology, inventions, games...

As far as I know, I've never gone an instant without having a song stuck in my head.

a bear.

I have a thing for crazy cat ladies or future crazy cat ladies. I want a harem of them when I'm older. Until then, I'll settle for one or two particularly crazy ones.

You're awesome, cool, nerdy, sexy, and/or a pirate. (Or crazy cat lady)