Just a guy from Annapolis, MD living the life in Chicago.
Interests: computers, programming, web development, banking and finance, museums, travel, lightsabers, horcruxes, partying, friends, drinking, twittering, roughed up beds in the morning, zombies, comics, direwolves and dragons, anything by Google, and eating sandwiches.
robots have emotions. ninjas are awesome. pirates get drunk. the zombie threat is real.
Dunbar’s cat on the window ledge in the kitchen.
I’m allergic to cats. I think it’s their hair. My eyes will get all red and itchy and my nose will start to get stuffy and runny. It’s not a pleasant experience. Thank god Dunbar let me stay in his room, where he doesn’t all the cats into. We were playing video games in his living room the night I arrived; and few minutes later, I was full blown allergic reaction. I probably looked like I was really sick. Also, we had gone out drinking the next night. We got pretty drunk… I hardly remembered any of it the next day, but apparently we had gone into an sex shop, then sang classic Disney songs on the walk back home. But here’s something I really don’t remember: at home, apparently I was rubbing my hands all over his cats, and had them near my face, despite my allergies. Dunbar says that I said, “But they’re really soft!!!” Oy, drunk me.
Photo taken on 10.04.11
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