Well, I'm 22, going on 65 in some ways and 12 in others. I have been a resident of NYC for over a year now and it scares me that so much time has gone by without me accomplishing anything incredible. I spend far too much time playing video games and messing about on the internet. I love reading, couldn't live without music, and actually have fun in school. I'm looking into culinary arts programs around here--who wouldn't want to eat their homework??--while neglecting the 1/4 of a BFA in music I have sitting around collecting dust. I want to be in a band, or something similar eventually, if only cos I've never tried it before. I love sewing, and cosplay frequently. I'm a geek with a sense of rhythm; I love dancing. I used to play baseball. I am a smartass 90% of the time. I work hard, play hard, love being with people sometimes and alone the rest. I just like to stay moving! There's a lot to me, but it's all pretty basic. Seriously. How do I describe me? I just live here.

I am currently looking for cheap/free ways to exercise around the city since I've been out of commission for a while. Thanks, NY taxi guy, for deciding your left turn was more important than my right-of-way. Anyone know any good places for rollerblading or freerunning? I'm feeling a distinct lack of dangerous physical activity lately.

Edit, as of 12 August, 2009:
There's a couple things I've realized I might want to clarify after talking to a good number of people on this site. Firstly, while I am bisexual, I am also monogamous. You'd be surprised how many people think those two things are mutually exclusive. I don't NEED to have both in my life. When I'm with a person, I'm with that person exclusively. I don't understand why that's a hard concept to grasp.

Secondly, no, I am NOT in fact looking for a significant other on this site. Hell, I'm not even really looking for a date. If you're the kind of person who's going to get pissed and IM me about how people "like me" are ruining this site for "the rest" of you, we've got a problem. I mean, come on. We're given the option of saying we're "seeing someone" and/or just "looking for friends/activity partners/penpals," aren't we? So please, don't tell me I should GTFO off of "your" dating site just because I delayed your search for the perfect hookup. It's really rude, and terribly judgemental, and hey, weren't YOU the one to message ME in the first place? There's something fundamentally wrong with that. Climbing off my soapbox now...

I'm doing everything I can. Now that I'm back in decent condition post-accident, there's a thousand things that I'd like to do. I was working on a BFA in music with an educational focus at my local community college, and I'm hoping to transfer to a good uni somewhere; in the meantime, I'm also looking into pastry arts courses up here in the city. That pretty much covers the career options I need a degree/training for. I sew in my spare time, run a small seamstress company based mostly on commission work. I'm going somewhere and having fun the whole way there. Who needs a destination when the journey's half the point? You're just going to keep moving on, no matter where you end up. Regardless of what's next, enjoy now. Every now you have.

Sewing, dancing, multi-tasking, singing, knowing really big words, being a smartass, baking, backrubs. I dunno. I don't like saying I'm really good at anything, 'cause I can always get better. And I'm always looking for new things to try and new ways to improve. I'm good at being myself. Pretty good at video games too, for the most part. Except old-school fighters. =( Anything that requires quarter-circles is the bane of my existence. Stupid arthritis. Stupid tiny joysticks on controllers. They are my bane.

But more than anything, I'm good at being myself. Regardless of what a website labels me, regardless of who sees it and who refuses. =] And even better? I'm okay with being me. I like being me. Refreshing, isn't it?

Not much. I'm not very obtrusive. Go go gadget ninja. I guess my ADD, though. I'm almost never still. I can't help it, I've gotta be moving. Perhaps my glasses next. They are purple and made of win. I wish my eyes were noticed more; they're pretty damn nifty, what with that color-changing thing and all, but the glasses kind of prevent that. Also, possibly my hair. (Someone just told me I could consider my hair a hobby--I suppose they're right. It's always changing.) Also, possibly my mouth. Never ask a rhetorical question around me, you'll always get an answer. And sometimes, it'll even make sense.

When talking to me on the intertubes, probably my tendency to use excessive amounts of emoticons (text only says so much), my oh-so-proper spelling and punctuation (who abuses Mr. Apostrophe? Not I!), and perhaps my somewhat flagrant abuse of grammatical structure.

Books: Sabriel-Garth Nix(actually, anything of his), Kushiel's Dart-Jacqueline Carey, Sir Apropos of Nothing-Peter David, Battle Royale-Koushun Takami, Wicked-Gregory Maguire, Annals of the Black Company-Glen Cook, Ring-Koji Suzuki, Abarat-Clive Barker, Looking Glass Wars-Frank Beddor, Good Omens-Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman, Perks of Being a Wallflower-Steven Chbosky, Shannara/Word & Void series-Terry Brooks, Fight Club-Chuck Palahniuk, Dune-Frank Herbert, Lamb-Christopher Moore, Dante's Inferno, classical drama, historical fiction, modern fantasy, retro sci-fi, manga; basically, anything that sits still long enough. I practically live in the bookstore.

Movies: Equilibrium, Iron Man, Unleashed, Serenity, Adolescence of Utena, Cloverfield, Snatch, The Maltese Falcon, Pirates of the Caribbean, The Ring, Suicide Club, Ghost in the Shell, Battle Royale, 300, Murder My Sweet, Rear Window, Transformers, Biozombie, Dawn of the Dead, 28 Days Later, Fido, Night of the Living Dead, Shaun of the Dead-can you tell I love zombies? I especially like psychological thrillers, movies where lots of things explode, cheesy horror movies, and film noir. No chick flicks for me. Also, I know it's TV and not movies but I'm pretty into Supernatural, House, Dexter, Glee, and Firefly.

Music: Anything and everything with a beat and/or meaning. I love 90s poprock, early 20s-50s jazz and swing, off-beat stuff, DnB techno, indie rap...several bands I'm loving right now are Yoko Kanno and the Seatbelts, Daft Punk, Motion City Soundtrack, Victor Wooten, Sage Francis, the Servant, Lily Allen, Sia, Portishead, Puscifer, the Cab, Blue October, the Cruxshadows, Dresden Dolls, Sherwood, They Might Be Giants, Regina Spektor, Michael Bublé, No More Kings, Tinsley Ellis, Ella Fitzgerald, KT Tunstall, Shiny Toy Guns, Jonathan Coulton, Helium Vola, Explosions in the Sky, Olivia, Nick Cave (both solo work and with the Bad Seeds), Tom Waits, Muse, Fall of Troy. Also, MUSICALS.

Food: Brains? I'm a starving college student; make sure it's dead and won't kill me, and I'll try it. I do, however, have a soft spot for pasta, anything pumpkin, and banana nut bread.

Books, music, the internet, my glasses, any of my senses, and the city (any city, a city. I love them all).

Anything and everything. When you jump time zones, did the stuff you just did still count? Are you an hour older than everyone else, or suddenly cheat death out of one more hour? Seriously. Also what I'm spending money on in a given month, that crazy dream I had last night, who I'm hanging out with that day, how to get more done in less time at work, who and where and what I'll be in ten years, what I'd do in case of a zombie apocalypse, what sort of supervillain I'm going to be...lots of time thinking about the stories in my head. I never stop thinking about everything. It's a mixed blessing, but I wouldn't trade it for the world.

Machine/program sentience. Maybe it exists already, you know? My junkmail box gave me this poem in the form of subject lines. Yes, they were in this order, punctuation and all:

when to stop blogging:
he points out
friends he accumulated
to some degree, that
instead, at a
profile, on profiles
swap message
and for what purpose
he studies history.
their wired lives wears
the plug after realizing
in a column in the student
like others, allows
the plug after realizing
"True friends," he tells
The superficial emptiness
The Search for Community
networking
technology is
talking on cell phones
and acquaintances.

I think it makes a pretty good point, don't you?

"Innocence is meaning what you say, and doing what you feel is right, and not comprehending when other people don't. Innocence is only purity of intention."

Also, how high my standards are after my last relationship. Finding someone who's everything you've ever looked for in another person sucks if it turns out they aren't the one after all. =\

Doing things?
More or less I'm putzing around at home. Playing WoW? Making music with Kat? Recording, composing, screwing around with Finale, reading a new book, reading an old book, cleaning up my apartment while creatively cursing my roommate for being such a slob. Any and/or all of the above. Please. Rescue me from my hermit lifestyle.

My brother is the most important person in the world to me. I sometimes snore. I hate generalizations, but I am also hypocritical. I get really offended when I see OKCupid saying I'm similar to a person who has nothing in common with me.

Really, I'm more or less an open book, long as you know what page you're turning to. Woo, metaphor.

IDK. I'd be delighted to hear from anyone who's capable of typing more than 'hi' or 'wassup cutie'. Multiple sentences are a bonus, proper spelling and capitalization unheard-of, and I shan't even consider the possibility of correct grammar on top of all that.

I've come to the conclusion that I'm never ever ever going to escape my high school, so if you went to Northwest School of the Arts, you might as well go ahead and message me.