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My self-summary
I strongly believe that fake maple syrup is an abomination.

I have this thing where I laugh so hard I start crying - my friends promise me it's endearing - so if you tell a joke and it results in tears it's a good thing.

I performed craniosurgery on a mouse once. Don't worry - it was for research.

I really, really wish I could like red wine, but I just can't wrap my head around the whole lukewarm beverage thing.

A number of years ago I was in the audience for a taping of The Colbert Report and caught one of the WristStrong bracelets that Stephen flung into the crowd. So the two of us kind of have a connection.

I hate Nutella. Deceives you into thinking it's delicious chocolate spread, and then BAM - hazelnut, bitch.

I'm looking for someone I can be myself around. That's terribly cliche, I know, but I've been on too many dates with guys around whom I've felt I had to put on some sort of act, and it is truly, utterly exhausting. I'm very independent and value my time to myself; but when I've had enough of that I want somebody I can explore the local bar and restaurant scene with, share a bottle of wine and play Scrabble with, and make me laugh so hard my sides hurt. I want to spend Saturday night out together, wake up late on Sunday, and do the crossword cuddled up in bed. Followed by French toast, also eaten in bed. If these sound like things you'd be into - message me!

(And, fellas - my name is not Alex.)
What I’m doing with my life
Just moved to New York to do Masters program in forensic psychology. I came from DC where I was a Cognitive Rehabilitation Specialist for clients with traumatic brain injuries.
I’m really good at
Perfusing, sectioning, and mounting mouse brains. After college, I worked for two years in a neuroscience lab at NIH. It was an alcohol addiction lab, so much of my work involved getting mice drunk. Fun fact: a drunk mouse is not much different from a sober mouse. Just a lot of stumbling around their cage. Give them enough ethanol and they'll pass the eff out. I quickly became the go-to transcardial perfusion person in the lab... If you don't mind a gruesome story, feel free to ask me what that means!
And on a completely different note - I'm also really good at cooking.
The first things people usually notice about me
I'm tall! (5'10")
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Books: The Psychopathy Checklist, The Girl on the Train (read it in a day), Good Omens, American Gods, The Art of Racing in the Rain, Catch-22, A Farewell to Arms... and Harry Potter, always.
Movies: Ex Machina, Monty Python and the Holy Grail, Black Swan, Angels in America, Magnolia, Mulholland Drive, Memento, The Cabin in the Woods, Trainspotting.
TV: Black Mirror, Fringe (RIP), Six Feet Under (RIP), Parks and Rec (RIP), Breaking Bad (RIP), Archer, Jimmy Fallon. I'm also a documentary geek. Netflix has been killing it with docs lately.
Music: Mostly indie rock, but much more. Tame Impala, Ray Lamontagne, Beach House, Animal Collective, Tennis, The Tallest Man on Earth, Lord Huron, The National, alt-J, Arcade Fire, Bon Iver, Cat Power, Beirut, Glass Animals, Otis Redding, Jeff Buckley, Radiohead, Death Cab, Fleet Foxes, etc.
Food: I may very well be able to live off of sushi and brunch.
The six things I could never do without
1. Sparking water/seltzer
2. Hulu/YouTube/Netflix
3. Family
4. iPhone
5. Wikipedia
6. Sushi (seriously. I love sushi.)

In random order, obviously. Family is always first.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
How sad it is that we, as grown-ups, had to lose the simple joys of childhood. When I was a kid I used to spread my dad's shaving cream all over myself and pretend I was a snowman. And remember the sheer delight we would feel getting to eat candy on Halloween? Now we just worry about calories and cavities. What happened to us?
On a typical Friday night I am
With friends or my roommates, either staying in or going out. I also feel no shame in the occasional Friday night alone in my bed watching random YouTube videos.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
Ask me.
You should message me if
You are Michael Palin circa 1975.
And if your message is simply "hey" or "what's up" or anything similarly insipid, it gets instantly deleted.