(This is my old profile. I made a new one because after a while, you stop showing up in QuickMatch and stuff, or at least that's what I heard. ~Luv, thisismarkflynn)

Hi! I'm currently a drama major at Queens College, and I'm also in the Benefit of the Doubt Theater Company, employed as a struggling playwright.

I love comics, and you can even read my own little comic, called Some Notes for obscure and pointless reasons.

I'm on this site looking for a girl who's a good conversationalist. Really, just someone who honestly listens and responds to what a person is saying.

Yo hablando solamente un poco de español. Que lastima! Anaranjado.

I am clever, nervous, and mostly awake

Holding a job, writing scripts, swordfighting whenever possible and appropriate, participating in the market economy, drawing, excitement, adventure, and really wild things.

Trabajar y juegos de video.

Climbing tall things, and as a byproduct of such, landing without breaking my ankles, holding my breath, wry humor and non-sequiters, and talking.

Making a water drop noise with my mouth while wearing chapstick, stealing things in videogames, convincing people I can actually swordfight.

Imitating accents, spending money poorly, dreaming larger than my ambitions, staying calm in awful situations, making lists of my attributes.

El sexo. ::Guiño::

The waves of pure charisma just rolling off me. It forms a sort of halo.

That, or my eyes, the standard response to this stupid question. What's funny is that after a while, people start to notice that my eyes don't stay the same color. They go from a pale blue to a bright green depending how much sunlight I get in a given day.

Yo no se?

(a)Pretty much anything, especially Kurt Vonnegut, Chuck Palahniuck, and Stephen Brust. I've also been reading a lot of Rudyard Kipling's stuff.

I'm also an Alan Moore whore.

(b)All types, favorites being "Trainspotting" and "Shaun of the Dead." I really love watching crappy movies,ones where a secondary character exclaims that there is "no such thing as ninjas!" at some point, then ironically dies by ninja violence.

(c)All, preference for the The Grateful Dead, The Aquabats!, and The Mountain Goats. I really do like all genres of music, but there are certain artists I hate the hell out of.

(d)Anything that isn't raw broccoli. Shit sucks.

El Chuck Plahniuck, y muy otras cosas.

A marble notebook and pen (that counts as one), my eyes, soft-soled shoes, some way to tell the time (this includes the sun), and a Metrocard.

Un boligrafo y un mrable notebook, etc., you get the idea.

Everything. I get most of my thinking done in the shower, or while walking. I walk about three miles to work in the summer, just to get a little time inside my own head.

I think about the nature of the universe, self-improvement, what I would do if I had a better paying job, how mechanical objects work, love, sex (I am a man, after all.), mortality, and what would happen if social order across the United States broke down.

Todo del mundo.

Either working, or hanging out, or forcing myself to do something creative and take it seriously (this is rare).

A good Friday for me is going to a friend's house, drinking and talking till four, and finally collapsing on a convenient bed/futon/clean spot of floor.

An even better Friday is a good date, with dinner and a walk.

Venta del helado, y escribo, y dibujo los tebeos.

Once a girl broke up with me to try and go out with my best friend, who was also a girl.

This was one of my more "strained" relationships.

Yo no soy marinero. Soy capitán.

You want to get together sometime, and you live in New York City (not NJ or LI), and you can hold up a fair conversation. I love going to diners for some reason, so, you know, there's an idea.

If unable to think of anything good to say, message anyway, or include a well-reasoned response to any or all of the following questions:

1) What super power do you want and why?

2) Can doing wrong to bring about good be justified? Following that, can it be forgiven? Following that, can it be encouraged?

3) What is your zombie escape plan? (Can be substituted for Russian invasion escape plan.)

Bailar la bomba.