I generally display a huge lack of discretion, a comparatively smaller lack of tact, and I'm also prone to hyperbole.

Queer not bi, duh.

Promising mixtapes about it.

Reading my horoscope and memorizing the zodiac sign of everyone I know so that I can read their horoscopes.

I think I usually smell kind of gnarly? Also my hair is often out of control.

I like to listen to pop punk and midwest emo and Back That Azz Up.

I was vegan for like eight years but I've recently gotten real into Chef Boyardee.

I have definite Whatever I Can Get My Hands On reading habits. I tend toward postmodern fiction and gender theory. I especially like Lorrie Moore, Tao Lin, Jeanette Winterson, and Richard Brautigan. But my favorite book is a collection of poems that would probably destroy you a little bit, if you're into that sort of thing.

My favorite movie is maybe 2001: A Space Odyssey or maybe Annie Hall or maybe Troll 2 or maybe Dirty Dancing.

Gilmore Girls, The Adventures of Pete and Pete, every bad reality show ever, this is getting exhausting...

I've tried to write this list like a hundred times and I've never been able to come up with real answers. I'm pretty great at doing without, actually.

Free coffee and feelings. Possible scenarios and imagined conversations. Domestication. Class. Gender. Culture. Strategy. Sex stuff. Magic. Woo shit in general. Restless urges. The intricacies of capitalism. The past. The future. How to be more present. My interpretations of other people's behavior. Other people's motivations. My own motivations. The state's motivations. My position in space relative to the position of people and places that are significant to me. Getting older. People I like a lot and why. People I don't like and why. How I relate to the world I live in and why. Whether I can trust my own perceptions and why. Being a better person and how.

I'm always a little lost in my head. I spend most of my time "thinking" and a totally disproportionate amount of my time "doing."

Drunk dialing Ian Mackaye.

I compulsively take my own pulse several times a day. It's a little weird.

Your dream girl is kind of neurotic, wears a Jawbreaker button, and spends a lot of time in bed. Search is up.

Crucial:
NO BROS.
NO GODS NO PARTNERS.
And don't bother unless you're actively working on your shit for real.