Farhad

Myles Es, Attended 1983 - 1989, Class of 1989
Perry Jhs, Attended 1989 - 1992, Class of 1992
New Hartford Shs, Attended 1992 - 1995, Class of 1995

New Hartford Senior High School, Cornell University

Cornell University, Attended 1995 - 1999, Class of 1999, Bachelor's Degree, Biology

Fixing Crap Other People Break, Reading Manuals

A.D.D., mild retardation. Oh wait, I thought it said "Afflictions"

Filling out surveys about things I like, pants, monkeys.

Please read Fast Food Nation. Science nonfiction, travel narratives are cool. I enjoy the odd David Sedaris title here and there as well.

Catherine Wheel, Mogwai, Weezer, Underworld, 50, Jay-Z, David Gray, Air, Swayzak, electronic/dance mixes e.g. Ministry of Sound albums, the 80s stuff I remember listening to late nights when I went to sleep, including Foreigner (don't hate, they had a lot of hot singles); I'll listen to whatever you're playing, though, as long as it's not about some dude who lost his trailer or found Jesus.

Six Feet Under, NYPD Blue, CSI, Mysteries of the Deep, Mythbusters, Da Ali G Show, Chappelle's Show, Dexter's Laboratory, The Daily Show, SpongeBob Squarepants, Aqua Teen, Sealab, Wild Boyz, Globe Trekker, Saturday Night Live, Modern Marvels, all those random pop culture VH1 shows

Cancer

I used to get in trouble in Kindergarten because I spent more of my time helping classmates than doing my own work. I don't know how you're supposed to read into that; was I trying to avoid doing my own work or was I simply that concerned for the well-being of my five-year-old peers? Perhaps I was seeking their acceptance? Either way, they used to pick on me. Bastards.

Does anyone out there care about spelling or grammar anymore? I received a postcard in the mail from a real estate company bragging about their "Experise" (I garnered from context that it was supposed to be "Expertise") in huge letters on the back. For shame, Corcoran.

If you're gonna hang with me, you'd better have a healthy (and forgiving) sense of humor and a decent handle on the American canon of pop culture and movies from 1985-present. I don't mind if you're missing limbs or whatever, as long as you don't complain if we go hang out at a place that isn't handicapped-accessible. Because I'm crazy. I'll cut your other leg off if you cross me, punk. I swear.