I grew up in rural, fundamentalist Christian Montana/Arizona as the second-youngest of a small, devout family of 10. The relatively arduous process of breaking free from that extreme environment has more or less defined who I am now. Suffice it to say, I have some peculiarities and perhaps a touch of bitterness towards certain practices and attitudes. It was a character building experience, as they say.
I dislike reductive labels and identities. I like people who defy, or at least resist categorization and think freely. I'm an unabashed champion for the oxford comma. I love debate and science. Occasionally both at the same time, if I'm really feeling nasty. Cinematography is my passion. But I have lots of passions, so it's a bit of a diluted defining statement. Brunch is a passion, for instance. I'd like to think of myself as a connoisseur of the city's finest French Toast. But if I'm being honest, I'm really just a French Toast slut. Cheap diners, bougie hipster locales—I don't care. Just get inside me already, you filthy egg-soaked bread. I enjoy tiny, insignificant acts of rebellion. Such as writing a paragraph containing multiple topic sentences and no discernible logical flow between points.