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My self-summary
Lone wolf. Angeleno gone hella. Masterful dilettante. Overthinker. Sensualist. A wayfaring stranger; getting lost for the sake of it.
What I’m doing with my life
I'm balancing a streak of hopeless romanticism with a stoic pragmatism that may or may not be healthy. I'm eking out a living butchering, barista-ing, and freelancing while leaving just enough time to teach myself too many musical instruments. I'm scheming on how to feed everyone what we all deserve. I'm thinking about the grand arc of my life and trying to have it come to peace with the very near-term need to chill out. I'm fighting the existential fears that often win over the joy I hope will somehow triumph.
I’m really good at
Convincing people to drink fernet. Getting lost just enough to make the return interesting.
The first things people usually notice about me
Shit brown hair and shit brown eyes.

"Wow, I can't figure you out. Are you Italian/Greek/Mediterranean/Persian/Armenian/Arab/etc.?

No miss, I'm just Mexican.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Food is very core to my being for a variety of reasons. I abhor the term "foodie" and the associations it entails. I have deep respect for the role of food in people's lives and cultures and deep disrespect for people who take Yelp seriously.

I appreciate musicality; sounds over syllables, storytelling over (instant) satisfaction. Something layered and transposed over the course of a greater composition (or oeuvre) to the standard song form. I want to write music like this this, this, this, this y ésta. If it's not cool enough to play at my cafe, I probably like it.

That all said, I am dreadfully lacking in my consumption of all other media.
Six things I could never do without
Lip balm
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Sitting on bikes. Sitting on trains. Sitting/standing playing bass. Sitting playing piano. My right carotid artery. The Fermi Paradox. A Ravel piece that reminds me of someone, or other pieces of music that remind me of people. How much I admire cooks, musicians, cyclists, painters, jewelers, or other general hand-doers whose skills eclipse mine.

Color (loaded).

How boring I must be.

I also like to think about fun date ideas that probably won't get put into action anytime soon. Most are third date level.
On a typical Friday night I am
Either working or lamenting about how hard it is to get anything good to eat after 10PM in this damn city.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
Recovering pocho.

I have a small collection of wristwatches. The silent symphony of their ticking alongside my fist-pumping good luck cat is often quite novel.

My absolutely least favorite phrase one can create with all of the English language is "that would be great." I cringe.
You should message me if
...you often think of where else you can be.
...you want to wander the West Oakland railyards by bike with me.
...your guideline to exploring is also "just go up."
...you are among the very few for whom Netflix binging is not referred to in your profile.

Or maybe you just want to say hello and tell me I'm full of it.
The two of us