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It strikes me as ludicrous that there is a 100 character minimum for a self-essay. If at any point in life beyond the age of three months 100 characters is an adequate number to describe oneself, that person is either incredibly dull or so goddamn spectacular the words required to convey such a mythical level of awesomeness have not yet been conceived.

Oh yeah, I got married once when I was 25. It was nice for a while. Then things started changing and my depression flared up and everything pretty much collapsed. I'm better now, thanks to therapy, copious amounts of alcohol, and a reevaluation of my identity and what it means to possess an identity in the first place. I'm living with my parents again and can't find a job so I feel pretty bummed about that, but the fact that we're having an economic downturn means I have a scapegoat to pack down with blame when I need a breather from idle self-loathing. I hope I don't break its back.

I'm not an illicit substance abuser, but if I know where to find LSD or peyote I'll certainly consume. A controlled, mind-bending hallucination is truly something that can't be replicated. How mental processes are affected is a point of interest and I would continue to be interested even if I could never hallucinate again. I don't expect many people to be on the same page as me regarding the issue. I've found most people are either “YAY DRUGS” or “drugs will ruin your life, yo.” It's that all-or-nothing mentality that is so pervasive these days.

I like open-minded people, and I try to be open-minded myself. Through tolerance I've met a lot of people that I can get along with because they possess pockets of individual thought in places a cursory glance of that person wouldn't reveal. I'm pretty fortunate that I've avoided the trappings of small-town life, that is I'm not extremely rigid regarding what I define as normal, worthwhile, or intelligent. Also, cats are awesome.

I'm casually political, identifying primarily with the Libertarian party which basically mean every 4 years I waste my vote.

I have hobbies, I suppose. I work out a bit, but it's not an obsession. I play video games from time to time. I like to write, though I don't very often. Cooking is fun. I consider cigarettes a hobby, because I smoke to dull the edge of the passage of time. I'm a bit of a movie hound.

One last thing. The "science as faith" argument. Telling me it takes just as much faith to believe in science as it does to believe in some omnipresent being is borderline retarded. Science is procedural and evidence-based. Theories are subject to revisions and obsolescence as new evidence is found, so trying to attack theories doesn't work either. Some part of our collective understanding is always changing. However, there's been some old guy making a sea move for a loooong damn time and except among theologians--who don't all typically resort to science and religion taking equal measures of faith, anyway--there's been little to no discourse regarding that other than "it's in the Bible-->The Bible is the word of God-->God is infallible-->It's in the..." That's a pretty ballsy fucking statement and ranks just a bit above accepting financial advice from a garden snail.

The most ridiculous part of the whole thing is the part that is most obvious. When someone is talking about "faith" in science that person knows damn well it's different from the "faith" used for spirituality. Either that or they have absolutely no clue of how science works. I have "faith" that the sun will rise tomorrow because for about 9850 days, give or take, I have witnessed it. Reason dictates that yes, it's possible the sun won't rise tomorrow, but given the consistency of evidence it's very likely to rise. Religion offers no such evidence other than "flowers are so beautiful" or "I have a warm feeling in my chest" which is evidence of liking pretty colors or recovering from pulmonary embolism. Basically what I'm saying is that if you're one of the people who cruise social webs looking for someone to convert, go elsewhere, please.

There may be more, or I may never touch this again. Excuse the douchey picture. It's all I have right now since doing a fresh install. It gets the job done.

Going to school. Psych and OT. Not being dead.

Confusing animals. I'm not sure what else.

You'd have to ask them, I suppose.

Books- Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell. Hitchhiker's Guide. Discworld. Lord of the Rings/Hobbit. World War Z. A Farewell to Arms. Book of the New Sun. 1984.

Movies- Pontypool. Seven Samurai. Castle in the Sky. Yojimbo. Blade Runner. Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. Tokyo Gore Police. Pulp Fiction. Moulin Rouge!. The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly. City of Lost Children. The Big Lebowski. Nosferatu. Search for the Holy Grail. The Adventures of Baron Munchausen. The Abyss. Taxi Driver. The Usual Suspects. 2001. Martial arts kitsch.

Music- Led Zeppelin. Cult of Luna. Opeth. Beatles. Metric. Feist. Brian Eno. Handsome Furs. Cold War Kids. EDit. Leonard Cohen. Bob Dylan. Robert Johnson. Johnny Cash. Shpongle. Neutral Milk Hotel. David Bowie. Burzum. Eazy E. Uematsu. Pink Floyd. Some other shit.

Food- Italian, sushi, Chinese, Thai, Mexican, good ol' soul food.

Music
Movies
Furry animals
Friends
A computer
Trees

Where I've been and where I'm going.
Mortality.
Creation.
LOL's.

Sitting on my ass or boozing it up.

Anything approaching the uncanny valley scares the shit out of me.

You're literate, bored, and/or want to come to trivia on Thursday nights.