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My self-summary
Meandering, melancholy me. Lone wolf. Angeleno gone hella. Masterful dilettante. Overthinker. Wherever I may be I wander this world; often alone, rarely without jocundity, always with a misplaced sense of purpose.
What I’m doing with my life
Perpetually going crazy. I'm pouring my heart out into whatever I'm feeling at the time. I'm embracing hardships and blessings for what they are and running with them. I'm balancing a streak of hopeless romanticism with a stoic pragmatism that may or may not be healthy. I ride bikes, I butcher, I barista. I'm constantly wondering if we can make gentefication a real thing, and almost despairing over how to make sure that la gente can eat great quality food too. I'm periodically regretting not staying in LA and trying to work for Roy Choi. I'm thinking about the grand arc of my life and trying to have it come to peace with the ideal that I really just want to chill out and get fast on a bike again while trying to master three musical instruments in the next five years.
I’m really good at
Fooling myself. Seeing deja vu in the people I meet. Making no sense. Convincing friends to drink fernet. Getting lost on my rare days off.
The first things people usually notice about me
Shit brown hair and shit brown eyes.

"Wow, I can't figure you out. Are you Italian/Greek/Mediterranean/Persian/Armenian/Arab/etc.?

No miss, I'm just Mexican.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Food is very core to my being for a variety of reasons. I abhor the term "foodie" and the associations it entails. I don't religiously scour Yelp for the best stuff in town (what do Yelpers even know?), I just have deep respect for the role of food in people's lives and cultures. Maybe this can be eye-opening. Maybe you will hate it.

I appreciate musicality; sounds over syllables, storytelling over (instant) satisfaction. Something layered and transposed over the course of a greater composition (or oeuvre) to the standard song form. I'm on an orchestral music kick and enjoy overwhelming myself listening to very pensive, complicated works that I honestly don't even know how to talk about. A little less "seriously," most things Spencer Krug has written take me as well as Tortoise. As long as it's not cool enough to play at my cafe, I'm probably into it.

Anyway, I'm starting to realize that music really is my expression of choice. And I'm also always remembering how uncultured I am, so I've always been annoyed with how I don't know too much about what's popular on the TV or in the theaters, then or now.

Does anyone want to take me to the movies?
The six things I could never do without
Lip balm
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Sitting on bikes. Sitting on trains. Sitting playing bass. My right vertebral artery. The Fermi Paradox. Why people are obsessed with kale and brussels sprouts. When I will work less and where I will go. A Ravel piece that reminds me of someone, or other pieces of music that remind me of people. How much I admire cooks, musicians, cyclists, painters, jewelers, or other general hand-doers whose skills eclipse mine.

Color (loaded).

How boring I must be.

I also like to think about fun date ideas that probably won't get put into action anytime soon. Most are third date level.
On a typical Friday night I am
Probably working and thinking about late night eats. Or going to sleep because I probably work the following morning.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
Recovering pocho.

I have a small collection of wristwatches. The silent symphony of their ticking alongside my fist-pumping good luck cat is often quite novel.

My absolutely least favorite phrase one can create with all of the English language is "that would be great." I cringe.
You should message me if
...you often think of where else you can be.
...you want to wander the West Oakland railyards by bike with me.
...your guideline to exploring is also "just go up."
...you are among the very few for whom Netflix binging is not referred to in your profile.

Or maybe you just want to say hello and tell me I'm full of it.