July 26, 2004

Mea culpa.

Sorry guys. My computer has a boo-boo and will be taken in to the computer doctor's at some point this week, hopefully tomorrow. If posting is sporadic this week, I'm sorry. All of your questions will be answered, but probably in three long posts, as opposed to 5 medium sized ones.

My birthday is coming up. I was born on the anniversary of the day the bomb was dropped on Hiroshima (otherwise known as a week from Friday). My favorite food is sushi. There is a connection there, I know it.

I am a greedy git (well, not really)-- here is my Amazon.com wish list. If you have one of these items in your collection already that you wish to send me, or if you have something else you think I'd like but Amazon doesn't cover (porn, cabana boy, dildos, boyfriends, drinking ability, a night with Jake Gyllenhaal, vacation to London, etc.), send me an email and ask for my address. I promise to pretend that you are sending a Hallmark card. Really.

I never broke a bone, but I did sprain my knee twice from generic "I am a ten-year-old-boy" hijinx.

In elementary school, my neighbor Jake and I used to play doctor every day during the summer. To be fair, we usually built a treefort (how butch of me!) and then played doctor.

I was on Accutane for a while. It's genetic: my dad's acne was so bad it kept him out of the army.

I had celiac's disease until I was in second grade.

Current books checked out from the library:
Girl with the Pearl Earring (Tracy Chevalier)
La fleur du mal (DVD)
Big blonde (DVD)
Glamorama (Bret Easton Ellis)
The Faber Book of Modern Verse
Complete stories of Dorothy Parker
Steal this Album (System of a Down)
My Aim is True (Remastered, Elvis Costello)
Symphony no 5 (Rochberg)
Symphony no 6 (B minor) and 12 (D minor) (Shostakovich)
Skinned Alive (Edmund White)

I spent a week in London during high school to study with Edward Petherbridge and Emily Richards. I'd definately revisit.

I spent a month in Russia designing the entrance to the Chemical Weapons Treatment Plant. I was accosted by the Russian Mafia while in Moscow. I wouldn't go back.

I speak Spanish almost fluently, Latin so-so, and Russian only a bit. I can read French and Portugese, and I know a few nouns and key phrases in Japanese. I also know a fair amount of sign language (i.e. more than just the alphabet).

I'm a polyglot.

I'm an English Major, Creative Writing Minor. Originally I double-majored in English and History (with Teacher's emphasis) but I decided against it.

I have two sisters, one sixteen and the other fourteen. The fourteen year old is the one with that blurty journal from before.

I don't think I ever realized I was gay, I think it was more realizing that it wasn't a phase, and even then it wasn't a big deal. I've known at least since 1st grade.

I kept five blogs during the 2003 calendar year: a xanga (which I left in January), a diaryland (which I left during the summer when I started getting death threats), a blogspot (which I shared with the ex), a second blogspot for poetry, and a livejournal in November. I still keep the livejournal for people who know me in real life. I then started RawYouth this January, though I started working on HTML in December.

I wrote in each blog at least once a day. It's only recently that I started taking the occasional weekend off.
Here lies a most ridiculous raw youth, indulging himself in the literary graces that he once vowed to eschew. Now he just rocks out.