When I told a friend I was engaging on a soul-searching path, he told me, "Good luck, you soulless bastard."
I can't say I've gotten particularly far, but I did figure out that I love folding origami waterlilies.
And that I love drawing vaginas
I work for a private research organisation, mostly on using artificial intelligence that learns and understands natural language.
And I'm working as a freelance web developer to support my impulse buys.
Playing music, sometimes recording it. Mostly it's just for fun though. Unlike Real Artists.
Making art on my tablet while pooping. It's the best. #toiletcrafts on instagram.
Making costumes. I got a sewing machine a few years ago and I haven't looked back.
Throwing and catching balls. Literally mid-air. I'm essentially a dog with opposable thumbs.
Building machines. I once built a scanner from wood scraps, old cameras and bicycle seatpost binders. Also it was spray-painted black to look more professional because an actual client was involved.
My two favorite things to read have been Allen Ginsberg's Howl and E.A. Poe's The masque of the red death.
I went to a Moderat concert on wednesday and I really like True Detective.
I've been loving this song recently:
Oh and I love eggplant with miso and sesame seeds. And disjointly, truffle oil. The queen of condiments.
A buddy to try new foods with.
Underwear, I hate having my balls fly all over the place.
A guitar (even missing a string, but pref. not the top one)
Cherry pie. I don't want to live in a world without cherry pie.
High fives got nothing on the fresh prince greet.
Should I buy a smartphone? Never. FUCK IT I DID WELCOME TO THE NEW MILLENIUM
Or bake a pie.
Or paint with watercolors on Sunday afternoon.
Or you want to come along on a world tour.
I'm looking for someone with whom I can play a perfect game of Jenga.