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A pet peeve of mine is when everything wonderful about a story is explained away as a dream. I want to live in a world where, layer by layer, underworlds reveal themselves just alongside ours.

I like to roam in search of things, but I'm not exactly sure what.

I like to read, I like to go out, I like to stay in, I like to run, I like to learn new things. I like narrowly escaping death on my bike commute. I like nature, but I don't see it nearly often enough.

I heard this story on NPR about trees after Katrina, and in times of catastrophe, nature will speed up the spring and plants will blossom much earlier. I love this.

I'm very social, but the aesthetic closest to my heart is "After Hours" -- I like to call it the happiest song about loneliness. A similar aesthetic is in Charlie Chaplin's The Gold Rush, while he's outside alone, listening to all of the happy revelers who are inside singing Auld Lang Syne. Or Lost In Translation, when Bill Murray sings "More Than This." I love Roxy Music. I love songs that are so happy they're sad.

I'm a romantic, and I try to fight it as much as I try to indulge it.

But I'm not always so serious. For one thing, I cannot resist terrible puns. For another, I'm a complete goofball.

I work for a non-profit. I work for The Non-profit -- at least in my estimation.

At 22 I got what I had always thought of as my dream job, and ever since I've been trying to figure out what to do next. So, in March, I moved to NJ to fulfill another version of the same dream job within the same organization. I like it. So I'm hanging out in Jersey for a while.

Spelling. Magic spelling!

I'm very ebullient.

Books: The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle, Sputnik Sweetheart, Never Let Me Go, One Hundred Years of Solitude, Love In The Time of Cholera, Geek Love, The Book of Illusions, Underworld, Great Expectations, The Unbearable Lightness of Being, Le Petit Prince, The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay, American Pastoral, American Gods

Movies: Les Enfants Du Paradis, Peau D'ane, The Royal Tenenbaums, City Lights, Brazil, Hedwig and the Angry Inch, In Bruges, Lost in Translation, West Side Story, Little Shop of Horrors, Amelie, Anne of Green Gables, The Wizard of Oz

Music: David Bowie, Okkervil River, Patti Smith, Jonathan Richman/Modern Lovers, New York Dolls, Ramones, The Clash, Dar Williams, Magnetic Fields, Velvet Underground, Wolf Parade, Jesus and Mary Chain, Pet Shop Boys, Bruce Springsteen, T Rex, Roxy Music, Tom Waits, Leonard Cohen, Elvis Costello, Cat Stevens, Britney, Elgar's Cello Concerto

Food: Sushi, Thai, Vegetables, Indian, Ethiopian, oatmeal, quinoa, apples, spinach, black beans

1. iPhone. Because it is my atlas, my record player, my movie theater, my cable tv, my camera, my postal service, my computer, my ADD-giver, and a ton of other things. Also a fish tank if you buy that app (I deleted it, myself).

2. Doo wop or doo wop-inspired music... like early punk. Totally awesome. Okay, great music in general.

3. My bike. I don't know how anyone gets around without one. (Okay, cars, walking, and public transportation... but a bike makes it all easier!)

4. Friends and family. This is the most important thing, of course.

5. Diet orange soda

6. Mythologizing.

"He never sleeps, the judge. He is dancing, dancing. He says that he will never die."

I think about that sometimes.

I also think about the theme songs for children's cartoons and how fortunate we are to have youtube to preserve them! (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AyRIADq3Nx4)

I think about things like: Who's better, Petula Clark or Dusty Springfield; what's better, inside or out; what the hell are we supposed to do with lightness versus weight; and other such friendly competitions.

I don't like this category very much.

One funny thing is that when I'm running, I think, I hate running. And when I'm not running I think, "I love running. How long should my long run be this week?"

Going out with friends (often involving alcohol although not always, almost always involving singing too much and too loudly, whether drunkenly or not), and sometimes staying in and reading.

I was a goth in middle school. I have evidence, thanks to my sister's need to scan it.

Also, I'm afraid of the dark. I think that may have to do with why the whole goth thing didn't work out.

You're irreverent and smart and fun and charming and can string some words together.

I don't like IMing with strangers, generally. Sometimes there are exceptions. Do it at your own risk.

If you want all that stupid old shit, like letters and sodas.

(Get it?)