Hi~ I'm Dylan.

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I should note that I'm currently rewriting this whole thing, because it was becoming ridiculously long and far too detailed. Aaand probably scaring people away. Hence, it might be a little uneven.

Hm, and if you have a problem with the shirtless pictures, I apologize. While I do take good care of myself, I'm not the type to show off in real life, so I guess it's nice to have this as an outlet. And yes, it's nice to get some compliments. XD

Hm, let's see, the basics...

I am:
Six feet tall, at least in the morning.
Extremely shortsighted.
Mildly colorblind.
A supertaster.
Almost always in a good mood.

I:
Lived in Orlando until I started college.
Am taking a break from being a student at Georgia Tech.
Was voted most artistic as a senior in high school.
...Got a 1480 on my SAT?
Played trumpet in middle school and high school, and was first chair all-county and all-county jazz.
Design/construct/decorate/throw and sell my own unique style of boomerangs. I guess I might as well hype up my Etsy shop, so here it is~

http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=6108272

I believe:
In the value of happiness over wealth. In gender equality. In honesty. In doing the right thing. In being polite. In the golden rule. In holding doors for people. In careful insect relocation instead of squashing. Except for spiders. I leave them inside because they're helpful.

I hate:
Non-constructive arguing. Bigots, racists, zealots, homophobes, the works. What I like to call Willful Idiocy. Terribly made or misleading commercials. ...Perhaps this is more of a love/hate relationship, actually.

I love:
Being outdoors, hiking, kayaking, sailing, beaching, etc. Awesome movies. Especially if they weren't manufactured just to pull in mindless weekend moviegoers. Physical contact with the opposite sex. Massages, snuggling, backwalks, it's all good. Unfortunately, it's a rarity for me.

I can't:
Curse with other people listening. Wake up at a reasonable hour. Keep my room clean. Get stuff done on time. Get angry very easily. Touch my toes.

I'm agnostic. I don't identify with I do like to hope that there's some deeper reason for all the ridiculous stuff that happens to me. Like maybe I'm actually in a movie or something. Not seriously, but you know what I mean.

My room is usually... always a huge mess. I really like taking naps. ...unplanned. ...and on the floor?

I'm attracted to:
Intelligence. Athleticism. Talent and skill. Dancers, artists, and musicians. ...Silky hair.

What I'm looking for in a relationship is symmetry. However, my match would preferably lack my inability to accomplish anything, my constant regret, my insecurity, my lack of independence... okay, you get the idea. Someone I can learn from. Someone who will be completely honest and open. Someone free.

My goal in life is fairly simple. At the moment, I'd like to save enough money that I can move to Hawaii (orrr possibly California) and begin constructing my house. I develop the design in my head or on paper almost every day. My goal is to have a place in the world that I am completely happy with. Preferably, I'd support myself by selling boomerangs on the beach to tourists, and I'd grow most of my own food. Also, I'd like to have some pets. And a little sailboat. Aaand a girlfriend, for once.

I don't want a 9 to 5 job. Or more schooling. I prefer to learn on my own.

Walking on my hands, throwing frisbees, throwing cross-stick boomerangs, drawing, playing trumpet, wishing for stuff, uh... Spelling? Eating entire bags and boxes of snacks I've just opened. I'm also really good at regretting insignificant things I've done, repeatedly and vocally. I'm working on it. Ooh and I'm pretty accurate with rubber bands.

I like making anagrams for the names of people I know. Mine is MrJoyhandle, haha.

I pride myself on being perceptive; I like to think I know everything about myself. I may not be able to fix stuff problems I have, but I guess I at least know what they are.

Oh. Sweating! I sweat reallllllllllllly easily. Drip, drip, drip. A big part of why I hate living in this climate.

I took Capoeira and Taekwondo for a while, so I have a few moves I learned from those. Also, I can do splits. Attractive, I know, haha.

Hm, I've heard I have nice eyebrows before? I tend to have marker tattoos on my arms displaying my own secret language, and that gets some questions sometimes... Oh, actually, yeah I've had a whole lot of people yell "NICE SIDEBURNS!" to me randomly from afar... I don't think they're that noticeable or unusual, but whatever.

Oh and of course my boomerangs- I meet more people doing that than anything else. I guess people think they're cool or something. I think they are.

Also, I like showing off the stuff I'm good at. I'm usually pretty quiet, and I'm usually not good at making the first move. I'm pretty flexible and in pretty good shape. I have a problem with mumbling. I've been described as artistic, and intelligent, and perceptive, but more than anything else I hear that I'm "interesting", which in itself isn't very interesting at all. If you're feel compelled to tell me this, at least use a cool synonym. I'll be impressed.

Blueberries, apples, pineapples, bananas, pancakes, banana pancakes, chocollllate, ice cream, unusual sodas, pasta of any kind, pizza, burritos, smoothies, nuts, anything crunchy and unhealthy, especially popcorn, fritos scoops, and cheez-its (NOT cheese nips, x_x), and nuts and heavily salted sunflower seeds. As of late, homemade fried banana sandwiches. Also, I am a SUPERTASTER, which, in addition to being fun to say, means that I really like certain foods and heavily dislike others. Wikipedia can tell you more than I can.

Also, I could easily go the rest of my life without having another drop of alcohol; however, on the rare occasion that I do drink anything containing, it's either Bartle and Jaymes or Smirnoff Ice or some variety of malt beverage or something tropical and fruit flavored. My friends say I am not a man, but I say that it takes far more courage to drink one of those over the supposedly manly drinks, simply for that reason. I am secure in my choice of beverage.

Calvin and Hobbes was and continues to be the greatest literary presence in my life.

I also enjoy reading about advances in technology, architecture, politics; music, film, and odd historical events. Popular Science, Wikipedia, and so on.

Favorite movies... Uh oh. Okay, this list is non-comprehensive, but here are movies that make me feel good and I will watch over and over again. 12 Monkeys, Alien, Aliens, Army of Darkness, The Big Lebowski, Black Snake Moan, The Bourne Trilogy, The City of Lost Children, Close Encounters of the Third Kind, Dark City, Edward Scissorhands, Enemy Mine, Fight Club, Garden State, Heat, Hero, The Legend of Drunken Master, Lost in Translation, Man on Fire, O Brother, Where Art Thou?, Oldboy, Porco Rosso, Predator, The Professional, Rushmore, Seven Samurai, Shaun of the Dead, Sin City, Snatch, Stranger Than Fiction, The Thing, The Twilight Samurai (one of the best), Walk the Line, Whale Rider. And I thought Kung Fu Panda was awesome.

I love movies... I do however HATE, and I'll repeat that, HATE movies that are manufactured simply to make money, and succeed because people will simply go see whatever's being advertised the most. Bah. Angry face.

Ah, music. Let's see, stuff I've discovered recently: Rai'n'B Fever, Pop Levi, Parliament and Funkadelic, The Black Keys, Justice, Rodrigo y Gabriela, Ratatat, Brother Ali- My favorite band of all time is probably They Might Be Giants. I like Jazz, Disco, Electro, Funk, Dance... I've also realized my tastes change fairly drastically from year to year.

The natural world

Human creativity and creation

The ability to move and touch and feel as a physical being

Being able to think, and think about thinking, and so on

That feeling I get when I get to be close to someone I like

and... okay, food. Not gonna lie, I really, really... really like eating. Nom.

I daydream about what I want my everyday life to be like in the future. Alll the time. It's not very exciting either. Mostly it's just about lazing about in my perfect house on the weekend with my perfect girlfriend who's driven up from her awesome job in the city to spend a couple days alone with me. Repeat.

Girls, dreaming, the future, architecture, what I'm doing with my life, martial arts, boomerang designs, why my dreams are so weird, places to hide, what a mess my room is, and how I need to get off my computer and get outside. Also, I really want to make my own movie (animated, possibly?) about a boomerang wielding character in a post apocalyptic alternate-reality loosely based on myself, and working that out is in the back of my mind a lot. Along with what I'm going to eat next.

I also spend a lot of time thinking about evolution and the reason life exists and the science of attraction and so on. Which are all pretty straightforward in my opinion- they're still on my brain a lot though. Also, I think about why I am me, the brain as a system, self consciousness, etc. Like how over time, essentially every atom in your body will have been replaced. And why people value various forms of life more than others. Stuff that I think matters, in the end.

Wishing my life was a lot more awesome, aka discovering I could fly, or being a superhero, or being some warrior in the post-apocalyptic future. Or a ninja. I like hiding in darkness. My hope is that when I die, I get live a life based on everything I've ever fantasized about. Lulz.

I often think my life would be vastly improved if I was invisible.

Playing ultimate frisbee with my friends, usually followed by sitting around at home on my computer and snacking, perhaps while watching a movie. Wishing I had a girl to do stuff with instead. I've gone clubbing all of three times, and I really don't have enough nerve to actually dance with anybody. I like going out to eat cheap, tasty food and to good movies and walking to places in the city and doing random things like climbing trees and spying on people walking around. Anybody else?

As for the rest of the weekend, I go to Piedmont Park all the time to watch people and walk around and nap and throw boomerangs and talk to people who ask about them.

I've never actually been in an official relationship. The largest problem is that I'm extremely shy and can become verbally paralyzed when I'm actually around someone I like. Then I'll start doing handstands and random things to express myself instead and they probably think I have brain problems. This should be read in an amused tone instead of a depressed one, but honestly, it's getting to the point where I won't be surprised if I die without ever having one. It just seems like what the universe has in store for me. And I'll probably be chuckling about it.

I keep myself in shape because I'm too insecure from being unpopular and unnoticed for so long, and being known as a skinny, voice-cracking band geek. I apologize if you take offense to my shirtless pictures. In time I will grow up.

When I'm out, I see trees and and other hiding spots and wish that I had a girl to help me utilize them.

I'm not the type to be overtly obvious when it comes to attraction, and I can have trouble making the first move. However, if you can tell that I actually like you, I do enjoy having moves put on me, haha.

I've never gotten my fill of kissing, or snuggling, and I never will.

On a related note, I've never woken up next to someone else.

Haha, also, I can do something that supposedly only like three in a thousand guys can do. Feel free to guess what it is.

you know what The FSM is, you can do a split or an aerial, or you've thought of making out with pop rocks before. If you'd like to meet, go out to eat, go do something aquatic, throw frisbee, make out, watch a movie, or go eat somewhere awesome and talk. If you're physical, intelligent, comical, easy going, and you like making fun of exceptionally stupid commercials. If you think honesty is the most important thing.

If you've ever realized that it's impossible to imagine nothing. Seriously. If you try, you end up thinking about dark, empty space. But that's something. Try and think about if there was absolutely noth-ing. It freaks me out when I try. Why the hell IS there anything at all? What if nothing existed? Seems like it'd be easier. ...Okay, well, for those of you still here... haha. And sorry if I don't write you back immediately. I have a bad habit of saying "yeah, I'll write that person back tomorrow when I have more time", and then I don't. Apologies in advance.

Do you ever have those days where you drop every single thing, over and over and over again? Until it feels like someone is playing a cruel joke on you? Or when you bend down, try to grab the object, and straighten back up, all in one motion, only to find that you've failed to actually retrieve it? And then repeat this process several times, rapidly progressing from thinking it's hilarious you missed it three times in a row to inwardly weeping on the fifth try? ...contact me. Haha.

...or if you just feel like it, seriously; I'm not going to be mad. I love you all. <3