Will

proletariat savant

philosophy, science, music, astronomy, books, politics, me

Das Kapital, Darwin's Dangerous Idea, The Selfish Gene, Mr. Wilson's Cabinet of Wonder, Auntie Mame, Candide, Truman Capote, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Dorothy Parker, Hermann Hesse, Stephen Jay Gould, Herbert Marcuse, Camille Paglia, Eric Schlosser, Saki

Richard III, Titus, Requiem for a Dream, Party Monster

The Dandy Warhols, Pet Shop Boys, Tom Waits, Annie Lennox, Moby, Radiohead, Jill Sobule, Supreme Beings of Leisure, Propellerheads, DJ Food, The Avalanches, Massive Attack, The Faint, Pulp, Blumchen, The Damned

Absolutely Fabulous, Invader Zim, South Park, Neon Genesis Evangelion, The Maxx, Trigun, Babylon 5

I'm an ex-astrophysics boy who now works at the
Strand bookstore. I am busy exulting in the freedoms of
youth, gay life and a perfectly meaningless job. I'm
grooving on a proletariat sort of lifestyle with plenty of
intellectual consumption. Seems more wholesome than
academia. Not that I'll stay away from the classroom
forever; I intend to go to Grad School in a couple of
years, probably for philosophy. I am almost
exclusively nocturnal, thanks to a wonderful work schedule.
So, I spend my nights smoking, reading,
playing computer games, drinking, and wandering around the
city in search of adventure and fabulous prizes.

A sugar daddy who is under 25, fabulously wealthy,
cute,
smart, good conversation and good in bed. Is this too much
to ask for!?!? Oh, and he has to have at least one place in
the city. I really don't want to leave the East Village.
In the absence of this, I will settle for a large
polecat-ferret named Sredni Vashtar who I will worship as
God.