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I have been described - or I have described myself - as many things. This entry is a not-so-feeble attempt to repeat or recall some of those descriptions. Why not-so-feeble? Well, this entry is basically a bunch of sentences starting with the word "I" strung together. This is one of those posts that I consider revealing (though I'm sure I've had other entries that are more revealing than this), primarily because I will be repeating descriptions of myself.

I am smart. I am lazy. I want too many things.

I am a flirt. I am a jerk. I am afraid of commitment. I am single. I am having fun. I am screwed.

I am not friendly. I am too friendly. I smile a lot. I don't smile enough. I don't know what to believe.

I have large feet. I love shoes. I enjoy futsal. I do not know where my futsal ball is.

I take a lot of pictures. I have an eye for what looks good. I don't quite trust my eye. I am looking for guidance - or assurance. I want my own camera.

I find driving therapeutic. I drive fast. I don't really drive fast. I am a slalom driver. I hate traffic. I can get in and out of traffic jams faster than most. I prefer driving a stick shift.

I love food. I can cook. I don't think I cook really well, but I can cook. I have a handful of proven recipes. I enjoy chopping. I don't like washing. I love eating. I eat a lot. I eat a whole lot. I don't gain weight. I wish I were heavier.

I am a night person. I love the dark. I love flashlights. I love light and shadow.

I need sleep.

I think I'll just link to these Johari and Nohari things.