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Occupation Liar
Location Podunk, New England (Missing the West Coast), United States
Introduction I read. Too much?
Interests Laughter. Ponies. Naps. Interspecies communication. Chicken soup. Death as an abstract. My (supposedly unavoidable) death. Life. Religions. The people who believe in scientology despite L.Ron and, well - ya know - the whole deal. Insanity (the real kind). Insanity (the fun kind). Time travel. History. Lying. WWII. Potential. Mob mentalities. Permanent damage. Paranoia. Fear. Human contact. Alien contact. Contact lenses. Light. Sound. Music. Books. Books about books. Words. Wordplay. Wordgames. Minds. People so smart they're almost stupid. Meaning. Avoidance. The bill dance not to be confused with the Bill Dance. Inner exploration. Outer expansion avoidance. Change. Learning. Unlearning. Surprising revelations. New ideas. Unheard of thoughts. Mysterious occurrences. Unexplained phenomenon. Life outside. Life inside. West coast. East coast. Once, even the midwest. Purpose? Reasons. Emotions. The squirrel conspiracy. Philosophy. Freedom. Restraint. Regret. Refocus. Rocks. Fossils. Ruins. Wind. Rain. Snow. Hills. Volcanoes. Earthquakes. Chocolate. Physical contact. Random attachment. Disfunction. Normalcy. Two year-olds. Joy. Moments. Epiphanies. Pingpong. Hiding. Escape. Sneakiness. Blatant admissions of imperfection. Ego swells. New people.The unexpected. Existential depression.
Favorite Movies spies like us (it's a family thing), Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead, walk in the park, the great escape, who am i kidding almost every wwii movie save a few pacific theatre ones, i'm sure there's more but i'm tired and it's a tuesday... mostly, i'm dissapointed by hollywood but hey, it's just entertainment. Or is it?
Favorite Music yes.
Favorite Books Well, kind that's the point here I think. In any case, there are too many. All of them. No, wait, most of them. Alright, some days none of them, but most days a whole bunch... I'm ranting.

Does it all really have to end?