By day, I am a coffee slave. By night, well, I am usually sleeping. Don't get me wrong, I'm not a sloth, even if they are remarkably cute. I'd actually like to have one hanging around in my living room, but I live in a bachelor, so I'd have to sleep in the same room.
I went to school for a joke of a degree in English Literature and Creative Writing. It was fun, mind you, and I really don't regret the time spent.
The colour orange is amazing. It will one day consume us all.
I am thirsty, sarcastic, and easily distracted.
When I have free time, it is usually spent amongst those I adore, and usually involves copious amounts of tea.
I've recently discovered that I love running, and have been spending a lot of time just running around the city. In part, I blame my boss, but also a need to get out of the house for longish periods of time.
Other things I'm good at include: Living outside my means, sleeping, and forgetting that I left a pot of water boiling on the stove. Not kidding on the last one, I once started boiling water for tea, forgot about it, walked a half hour to class, sat down, and then realized my mistake, but for fear of disrupting the class by packing up and leaving, stayed for the full hour and a half lecture, before booking my ass home only to find my roommate found it first. This is a warning, do not leave me near a stove, unless you have insurance.
I'm also amazing at putting my foot in my mouth. Figuratively. I swear, I've gotten to my thigh once before realising what I was doing.
I get a lot of questions about my hat, usually "Why the hell are you wearing a toque in the middle of summer?" I'll admit it, I love this thing, and if I could find the child in Nepal who made it, I'm sure I'd offer him or her a home here. I swear, it keeps my ears in place.
I've also been told I'm tall, and all limbs. Last I checked, I have a torso, but, that could be a lie.
Or it could be my arm. As a book nerd, I felt obligated to get Yeats tattooed on me, and it's kinda colourful.
"The Master and Margarita", Mikhail Bulgakov
"A Separate Peace", John Knowles
"Oryx and Crake", Margaret Atwood
"Ravensong", Lee Maracle
"The Short, Happy Life of Harry Kumar", Ashok Mathur
"The Picture of Dorian Gray", Oscar Wilde
"Kim", Rudyard Kipling
"Lord of the Flies", William Golding
"Day of the Locust", Nathaniel West
"The Butterfly Revolution", William Butler
The New Pornographers
For a more accurate representation of what I've been listening to lately, check out my last.fm profile.
Why can't I have a pet octopus?
And, most importantly, where in the world IS Carmen Sandiego?
Why does Adobe Acrobat reader require so many updates? Really, all it does is allow you to read .pdf files, it's not like the program is used in rocket science.
I also have a habit of naming inanimate objects.
If you noticed throughout this profile, I've still told you next to nothing, yet you've wasted anywhere from 5 to 10 minutes reading this nonsense, and still feel curious enough to send a message.
You have a limited number of stories to tell and look to take advantage of my extremely hindered short-term memory.
You enjoy run on sentences.
Also, bonus points if you're a dirty hippie.
You want to make me a mix tape (I'll prolly fall hard for you under these circumstances).
Today is a full moon, and you have something completely random on your mind without a proper outlet to let it escape.
Or, finally, the ever popular wanting to be friends. I'm pretty cool with that.