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I am going to be 24 in the fall and I still think that nesquik could possibly be one of the greatest inventions in the history of man. I love useless things like prematurely cancelled television shows and women who will never care about me. I have an ego and my opinions are always right. I do not have a god complex, I have a rubix complex - I need to solve the puzzle. I'm baffled at the fact that there is no better sleep than that of one next to a warm body, but confused at the math that makes the cold side of the pillow warm. I like V-neck undershirts, making noise for a living, drinking whiskey straight up or on the rocks, making an ass out of myself, using sarcasm, crudely insulting your character flaws, making juice and grilling at 3 am, watching sunrises after a long night, the washington redskins, the baltimore orioles, the hanging curve ball, the way a girl's eyes glow after a glass of sangria, big eyes, small bones, short hair, sweaters, ties, apple computers, blue microphones, moleskine notebooks, music made by anyone except lil wayne nickelback and the killers, reading old books for the hundredth time, not stepping on cracks, dancing in my car to pop music, heated leather seats, your mother, rambling uselessly and then getting people to actually spend their time reading it, thunderstorms, snow, rain, cold water, scalding water, watermelon, and black and white photography.

Also mustard. But you knew that.

I desperately want to be a writer but spend the only completely free time I had to write in Los Angeles worrying about finding a job. And now I'm stuck in Baltimore Maryland where the girls aren't as stuck up as they are on the west coast, but still don't care who I am.