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My self-summary
I realize this may be the most important impression I leave here and that gives me an almost unavoidable urge to do something incredibly goofy.

I delight in creating and telling all manner of absurd stories that may or may not have ever happened. I think growing up in a very boring town just made me want to make up crazy adventures.

Then, instead of pursuing creative talents, I went across the country to Atlanta to learn how to be a mechanical engineer. I came back with a healthy appreciation of cynical humor and having completely forgotten how to live not surrounded by a wonderful collection of nerds.

I can laugh at anything. I love it when people around me laugh. I occasionally find myself in situations where people really shouldn't laugh and they tend to make me uncomfortable. I once had to deliver a eulogy, so I told a funny story.

That said, my sense of humor largely has to do with the absurd and the subtle. Years ago it was once said about me: "Taylor's really funny ... if you pay attention."
I don't think anyone would accuse me of being a lucky sort of person, and I think that's contributed to my ability to be able to take things lightly, especially the little things I botch.

Some day I plan to commission an entirely false biography of my life in hopes that years from now people will build statues of me for of things I didn't actually do.

Guess what, it's an edit: (This actually may be misleading, I poke this thing and edit it whenever a writing mood strikes me)
Almost unavoidable turned unavoidable. Sit yourself down and I shall spin you a story. Already sitting down? Stand up and sit down again, this'll likely blow your pants off. (ooh baby ... yeah)

Back to me, that's who you're here for, after all. Look up for a minute at the left side of my face. Take a look at my other pictures ... left side of my face. Why can't you see the other side of my face? Maybe there's something horribly wrong with it ... maybe I have a neck condition that forces me to look, laugh, and sleep while looking down and to the right. Or maybe, and a far more likely explanation, I've just got to keep it toned down in these pictures. I can't be turning on the smolder in public like this. I slay dragons with that look.

Slay dragons? What am I, some kind of nerd? I will nerd you right off your feet directly into a mostly comfortable reclined position! And I will be a gentleman about it!

*ahem* ... I entirely lost where I was going with that tangent ... Continuing!

But Taylor, you can't be a nerd, you played a sport that involved getting in a pool with men significantly larger than you who wanted nothing better than to drown your ass for the sake of a goal.

Quiet, Internal Monologue. Hush, hush. Shhhhhh .. let this happen.

I'm well past letting it get to me if someone thinks less of me because I like dragons and zombies and all that jazz. I promise you I can make fun of me better than you can. (I have a lot more material to work with.) This doesn't stop me from loving rough and tumble sports where I occasionally get my delightful self beat up.

End of edit! Y'know back to that mamby pamby stuff ..
What I’m doing with my life
Making mistakes. Don't take it in a pessimistic way. I'm quite comfortable in the fact that my version of trial and error skips the trial and goes straight to the error. I brush off my mishaps and dive at the next one, hopefully not repeating the same one twice.

For work, I make robots. It's pretty nifty.
(I realize in retrospect, this is something of an understatement. I have an overwhelming amount of robotics in my life.)

The possibility of me using this knowledge to create a hundred foot tall robot badger with laser beam eyes is as yet undetermined.
I’m really good at
Baking cookies ... then eating cookies.

Thinking too much.

Receiving scalp massages. (Fastest way to my heart: Part I. Take notes ladies *this is best read with a significant eyebrow wiggle going on*)
The first things people usually notice about me
That I am a man. I bet you were looking at my profile a few moments ago and you said to yourself, "That, Wendy (I don't know your name so we'll just run with Wendy for now), is a man. A man's man, even. Man! Man man man man man."

... or ... something along those lines.

This is honestly a difficult one for me to answer, as I'm not other people. Maybe they notice the fact that I can use a whole lot of words to say a very little.

A friend once nicely put that I have a very uncommon sort of eloquence. That's hardly anywhere close to the first thing someone would notice about me, though. It would be more of my insertion of words you wouldn't typically use in places you wouldn't typically think to use them ... that's even assuming we start talking. Maybe we pass each other by slowly and lock eyes. There's no turning back now! We both know the other has seen us, we can't go back out our business like nothing ever happened. There can only be one! Roll Initiative.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Let's start with food.
It's quite simply the easiest way directly to my heart. (Fastest way to my heart: Part II) I'm probably the one of the easiest people to feed in the world. I have no allergies yet discovered and I love to eat new things. Theories abound as to how I fit so much food into myself and not turn into a balloon, but researchers are still out on an actual cause.

Atonement, Machine Man, World War Z, and the Hitchhikers Guide series for a nice random assortment. Recently started reading A Song of Ice and Fire series and quite like it.

Kiss Kiss Bang Bang, Moonrise Kingdom, City of God, I <3 Huckabees, Spirited Away, Grosse Pointe Blank.

Haven't been watching a lot of movies recently but I've got quite a laundry list of movies I love. Usually stick with quirky humorous ones.(*wink wink, nudge nudge*)

That or ones that really stress me out, like The Hurt Locker. That was a seriously intense movie.

Justified, A Game of Thrones, Band of Brothers, The Walking Dead, Arrested Development (Season 4 coming up :3), Battlestar Galactica.

I can go on and on, but I'm currently listening to The National way too much.
The six things I could never do without
Time to answer incredibly open-ended questions without the room to put a proper explanation of my thought process...

Good Conversation

Food variety

Head rubs. I am very much a cat in that respect. I exchange love in direct proportion to the amount my scalp gets massaged.

Freedom to be a little off-beat.

A quick internet connection. (Heh, nerrrrrrd)
I spend a lot of time thinking about
I'm not sure why everyone seems to feel doing this is weird or terrifying. Write something about yourself, you know yourself better than anybody else does. Meet a person or two. Maybe it'll be interesting.

Also, apparently OKCupid really thinks that I'm into women excited by the potential of nuclear war. I haven't quite figured this one out yet.
On a typical Friday night I am
Being a bit of a nerd till one of my friends tells me to cut that out and participate in some mildly drunken revelry (or Adventure!).
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I'm dangerously honest when asked point blank questions, but if you give me an inch I can talk my way out of just about anything.

(I say dangerously, because someday someone will finally believe the above when I tell it to them)
You should message me if
If you've read this far. Really. All of the messages I've gotten from people who have read this far have turned into delightful conversations. I can be tentative about cold-messaging people, but if you shoot me one I'm happy to chat.

Alternatively, if you want me to message you. Think about it just a little too much, hover back and forth about taking the initiative, give in. Immediately delete everything right before you hit the send button. Type it all back down again because you're frustrated at wasted effort. Wind up panic-sending me "YOU HAVE EXCELLENT EYEBALLS. I'VE FORGOTTEN WHAT I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE DOING HERE!" Sit down satisfied that you hit the send button. Realize what you hit the send button on. Shout to the world, "I've made a terrible mistake!"

(edit: I'm super super busy right now so I can sometimes take a couple days to get back to you even if I'm logging on. Sometimes I read a message and just don't have time to write a reply.)

I've been, to quote Cave Johnson, throwing science at the walls here and seeing what sticks.

I'm entirely for taking life as it throws itself at me right now.

Also, if anyone can explain to me what exactly an activity partner is supposed to be. Is that someone you do stuff with but are strictly not friends? or dating? ... or sexing?