I'm kinda weird, but poke me if you're curious, and perhaps exciting things will fall out. Like some sort of fleshy pinata.
Ew.

I'd like to meet a co-conspirator for wacky adventures involving all of the arts, copious amounts of danger, and smart people shit.

I write, I read, I play bass, I produce music, I cook, I go to shows, I fight crime, I exude danger and allure.

Writing. Cooking. Talk. Art. Music.

That I'm forty feet tall, made of steel and graham crackers, and I'm breathing lasers into your apartment right now. Pew pew.

BOOKS: Birds Without Wings, 100 Years of Solitude, On the Road, Zong!, Satanic Verses, Sirens of Titan, Dune, One Flew over the Cuckoo's Nest, Success... lots of non-fiction... graphic novels... medical pamphlets too.

MOVIES: Pan's Labyrinth, Hi-Fidelity... Wes Anderson Movies... Woody Allen Movies. Old Boy. Fight Club, because I'm the same as everybody else.

MUSIC: cheerful synth pop and chill/experimental electro... also things that don't fit into other categories: the Talking Heads, Gorillaz, Tom Waits, Bob Dylan, Beach House, Beck, Wild Beasts, Passion Pit, Jamie T, Little Dragon, Velvet Underground, Belle and Sebastian, Radiohead, Wilco, Portishead, Flying Lotus, LCD Soundsystem, Caribou, Fela Kuti, Neutral Milk Hotel, the Clash, Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, Regina Spektor, Asteroids Galaxy Tour, Iggy Pop, Pavement, Neon Indian, Mogwai, Pretty Lights, Shugo Tokumaru, Steve Reich, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Vampire Weekend, Peaking Lights, Starfucker, Animal Collective, Jean Le Loup, X, Royksopp, the Pixies, Neil Young, Sparklehorse, Peaches, Aphex Twin, Maria Minerva...

FOOD: Middle Eastern, Japanese and Mexican. Veggie pizza.

notebook, four hours of sleep, pot of coffee, mad-serious intensity, sense of humour, bass guitar.

I think onions are really important, and I would have some serious troubles justifying my own existence if they were to go extinct.

Music. Art. Science. Privilege. Skepticism. Humanism. Grammar rules. Why I'm surfing okcupid rather than editing some project or other.

Often in, doing art or homework. Sometimes I'll go out and dance like some sort of deranged maniac.

My biggest turn off is the "Papyrus" font (and war).

You read books. You like music. You make art/study something neat. You'll put up with a broody weirdo artist. You want to wander off into the wilderness with guitars and ukuleles and do acoustic versions of Mermaid Avenue.