Right, well, my name is James and this is my profile.
In short, I like strange music, obscure movies, and weird people. But the mundane is OK in moderation.
I like ranting bad epigrams. We should spend more time with bubble wrap. I think I think too much. Death's inevitability is better than alcohol for building courage. I enjoy making people's eyes roll, if they do it with with a hidden smile. Nothing's more satisfying than making someone laugh when they don't want to. I wonder if people read this entire paragraph, or just the beginning and end. The Internet is serious business. I keep flirting with the idea of growing an obnoxious mustache. I don't know what I want, but I have a good idea of others want. When you close your eyes, I disappear. I appreciate the lack of absolutes in this world. Every Sigur Ros music video has made me tear up. I balance my imbalances pretty well. I wish lifting weights wasn't so boring. I tend to read magazine articles backwards for some reason. I'm irrationally empathetic to anthropomorphic entities (Translation: Sad teddy bears make me sad). High fructose corn syrup is for the lazy. I'm a sucker for anything with "meta" preceding it. Very few people have seen me get angry. The way to my heart is through my ears. I'm just as insecure as you are. I expect I'll reach Nirvana before I reach Heaven. I've only voted for third-party candidates. childunit and gimmiemyspotlite are my homies 4 lyfe who, like me, are too cool for the old-fashioned dating scene in the meatspace. You can take my grammar from my cold dead hands. My favorite words are plenty, megalopolis, tequila, monkey, and potato. There's actually an intricately hidden code in my profile if you decipher it correctly. Now, I've got things to wrench.
I am introspective, witty, and peculiar