Favorites:

Favorite color:
I like uhhhh orange and yellow and green and red and pink and blue and purple –keeps going-
Red or black.
I like blue.

Favorite kind of music:
ALL OF IT. But I like jazz a lot.
Oldies.
Classical is about the extent of my music knowledge.

Favorite songs:
UH right now I like All Blues by Miles Davis.
Peggy Sue doesn’t get old.
Uh Le Nozze Di Figaro is always good…?

Favorite poems:
I just started reading a Shel Silverstein book, so any of those.
Do I look like I know poems.
I like Annabel Lee, by Poe. It’s a little dark, though.

Favorite season:
All of them.
I used to like winter.
I like fall. The atmosphere is nice.

Favorite holiday (and why):
OHMYGOSH do I have to pick one? Uh. Valentine’s day because loooove.
I really don’t like any of them.
Hm. I like New Year’s. Fireworks, champagne, celebration.

Least favorite holiday (and why):
Uhhh. I like them all. 8c
Independence day. Deutschland for the win.
Hm. Halloween, I guess? I’ve never celebrated it much.

Feelings about holidays in general:
I looove celebrating stuff.
They’re like any other day. My family never celebrated anything.
They’re a nice break from the ordinary. Tradition is good.

Feelings about New Year’s:
It’s cold and all the adults are drunk but one day I want to be in the city for the big shiny ball drop thing.
Eh.
I like it for reasons stated above.

Feelings about Valentine’s Day:
I love loving.
It’s kinda gay.
I like the concept.

Feelings about St. Patrick’s Day:
Erm. Leprechauns? Everyone’s drunk again.
Guinness.
I don’t do much for St. Patrick’s Day.

Feelings about Easter:
Never celebrated it. :c
Eugh. Too religious.
I don’t do much for Easter either.

Feelings about Halloween:
AMG Halloween is so fun I loooove dressing up and I LOVE CANDAY.
–do not care-
Again, I don’t really celebrate it. :c

Feelings about Thanksgiving:
I’ve only had like one real thanksgiving last year and it was niiice so I like it. c:
It’s hard to be excited for thanksgiving when your family loathes you.
It’s okay. The concept is good but kind of lost on my family, heh.

Feelings about Christmas:
Christmas is tight. c:
Don’t like it.
It’s a good way to end the year, at least.

Favorite movies:
UH I like the horror flicks Bone and Tuna made me watch. Totally not scared though.
Grindhouse, exploitation, and B-movies. Cheap 70’s films. I find them amusing.
Hm. I like classics. Casablanca, Gone With the Wind, and so on.

Favorite T.V. shows:
Spongebob.
I dig old cartoons. I could watch that shit all day.
I don’t watch tv much.

Favorite wild animal:
Uh flamingos?
Hyenas. Disgusting, sexual, scavenging deviants. We can relate.
…bats.

Favorite domestic animal:
I like dogs. Big dogs, not those little teacup dogs.
I’m a cat person.
I’ve always liked dogs. Herders and shepherds, mostly. They’re very intelligent and loyal.

If I had a pet, it would be:
A GIRAFFE.
I suck at taking care of things.
My dog is good enough for me.

My favorite alcoholic beverage is:
AMG I AM TOO YOUNG FOR THIS.
Don’t even.
I like a good pinot noir. Not a wine snob, but it’s all I ever really drink.

My favorite non-alcoholic beverage is:
Orange juice.
Root beer, birch beer or a Coke.
I’m partial to hot tea.

My favorite meal is:
Uh uh uh anything Oz makes.
Legit manicotti. None of this American garbage.
Hm. I like salmon.

My least favorite meal is:
The stuff I had to eat in shelters. –shudder-
Anything made in Germany.
What he said.

My favorite snack is:
I like Ritz crackers omnomnom.
Those little pepperoni slices.
Almonds are so good.

My favorite dessert is:
CAEK?
I don’t eat a lot of sweet stuff.
Fruit will do it for me.

My favorite fruit is:
BANANAS.
Strawberries.
Nectarines, plums and peaches.

My favorite vegetable is:
Green beansss.
I dig on spinach.
Tomatoes.

My favorite people are:
OZZY and BONEZY and I like everyone don’t make me pick.
Choonahfish and Des.
Oh, I like everyone. C:

My least favorite people are:
Errg Ted Bundy? I dunno.
Cops. My sad excuses for parents.
I generally don’t get along with aggressive people, I suppose.

I like to watch these sports:
Uh.
Baseball.
Not a sports fan.

I like to participate in these sports or exercises:
Uh I should start somewhere.
I used to play baseball. Now I guess I just like jogging.
I like taking long walks if that counts for anything.

My favorite teams are:
8|
Cubs and Mets.
I do not know.

My favorite newspaper cartoon is:
Calvin and Hobbes.
Don’t know.
I don’t really read the comics.

My favorite T.V. cartoon is:
SPENGEBEB I TOLD YOU.
Scooby Doo, Secret Squirrel, Rocky and Bullwinkle.
I never watched cartoons much. :c I think I liked the Pink Panther show.

My favorite manner of dress is:
…pretty…? Someone told me I dress too “bohemian.” Whatever that means.
Whatever I’m wearing/whatever’s clean or not on the floor.
I kind of dress up every day. I just like looking clean cut.

Clothes are:
Fun to shop for.
Expensive.
Erm, important?

My signature scent:
I have this orange spray stuff that smells so delicious.
Old Spice and Cigarettes. 8| It won’t go away.
I smell like tea leaves and coffee.

My hobbies are:
Dancing, singing, uh looking at stuff, annoying people
Collecting vinyl, card games, messing with cars.
Reading, photography, playing piano.

I collect:
Bugs and cool leaves.
Records, rare albums, vintage car ads. I had some expensive bottles of bourbon but I trashed ‘em.
Old cameras, photographs, typewriters, and other odds and ends.

My occupation is:
I r too young.
Classic car auto mechanic.
Studio manager/press operator.

My politics are:
Uh.
I couldn’t give a rat’s ass.
I’m not terribly interested in politics. Apathetic, I suppose.

My religion is:
Ermmm it’s hard to explain. I kind of mix a lot of stuff together.
Atheistic.
Non-religious?

I feel this about religion:
It’s cool to think about. I don’t go to church or anything but I like learning stuff.
It’s a plague on society and totally useless to me.
Each to their own.

My social life:
I only have adult friends lol.
Limited. I don’t get along with people while sober.
I try to meet new people, but I’m still very shy.

My ideal mate:
Boys boys boys we like boys in ca-ars –humming-
She’d be a blonde, sardonic, funny, and frickin’ gorgeous hardass. Oh wait.
The one I have is perfect. 8D

An ideal date:
KING’S DOMINION I don’t really know. :c
A drive, good food, some cheesy movie we can laugh at, a couple rounds of poker or something, talking/joking, andeverythingthatfollowsthat.
Hm. Something scenic, like a walk, and an enjoyable restaurant. A movie or a museum or something similar.

This is how I feel about sex:
HAHAA EWW.
Yes please.
Well. I am a guy. ._.

Marriage:
If you’re ready for it, why not?
Not my thing.
I approve. C:

Divorce:
It happens, I guess. :c
I feel positive it would happen with me 9/10 times. Which is why I’m not into marrying.
I think if you aren’t 100% sure your marriage will stay intact, maybe you shouldn’t commit.

A friend is:
AWESOME?
Someone who can deal with my bullshit.
Someone who listens and cares as much as I do for them.

Crowds:
I am a small child so I get lost easily.
I don’t like people near me.
Make me a little nervous, for one reason or another. City crowds are pretty unnerving.

Racism:
>8C I used to hear a lot…it’s really lame.
Stupid.
I’ll never understand it.

If money were no object:
You mean everything’s FREE? O3o
I’d still be broke. 8D
That’d be an interesting development, but with today’s society? Disaterous.

If I had three wishes:
OMG I have too many. I’d definitely want my mama back, though. World peace? And everyone has food/water/shelter?
Hm. I honestly don’t know. My life’s pretty damn good for now. Something for the greater good, then.
Oh, I have no idea. I’d like for my friends, or maybe just everyone, to live happy healthy lives.

My country:
Is Brooklyn a country? JK U.S.A is alright. I still want to visit Haiti sometime. Getting back to my roots and all that. Or half roots. Idk.
Deutschland, fick ja.
Germany was alright, I might like it better than America.

My greatest strengths are:
Uh. Bubbly personality and optimism?
Being a cold-hearted jerk off. Dedication to a cause. No, seriously. I’m good at quitting bad habits when I actually get around to it.
Civility, kindness.

My greatest weaknesses are:
I am too…oh what is the word…naïve.
I don’t like people. The ones I do; I get too attached. Quick way to be fucking crushed when they’ve finally had enough. I hold grudges and I hate forgiving. I hate a lot of things. I hate myself and the shit I’ve started. I’m too bitter about everything. I can go on all night.
I am overly courteous to a point it probably annoys people. I don’t think highly of myself often and I am far too self conscious.

My greatest fears are:
People I love being unhappy or sick or troubled or depressed or dying. :c
Being alone.
Deep water and drowning.

I am also afraid of:
Wasps and moldy cheese omg.
Getting hooked. Again. Throwing away my life.
Conflict.

It’s hard for me to:
Remember the longer English words.
Take things seriously.
Feel good about myself.

These things make me angry:
RUDE PEOPLE. Jerks.
People who fuck with the lives of people I like.
I can’t think of anything that makes me angry, per say. I’m difficult to anger. c:

These things make me sad:
Everyone who isn’t as lucky as I was. :c
Don’t know.
Neglect, abuse, unhappiness, misfortune.

These things make me happy:
UH PEOPLE DANCING.
T. c:
My friends, Wyvern, my dog excited to see me, or just a nice day outside.

The most dangerous thing I ever did:
Living on the streets, definitely. Sooo many things could have happened.
Poured kerosene all throughout a building and set it on fire while still chilling on the 5th floor with my friends, getting trashed and betting how long we could stay put. 8/
Hm. Picking up my first cigarette.

I felt heroic when:
I make someone feel better.
I have yet to feel heroic.
I convenience someone or help them out.

I felt like a coward when:
I hide behind Oz because I saw a bee.
I crawl into a bottle to escape my problems.
I let…er…”people” push me down and do nothing about it.

My favorite possessions:
My photos of mom, the necklace Bones gave me, the purdy dress Oz gave me, my mom’s tape player and headphones. OH and my backpack that I’ve had for a billion years.
My car and my shoes.
Easily my piano and pocketwatch.

My relationship with my mother:
Well we were pretty cool.
Dead.
Strained, both then and now.

My relationship with my father:
Uhhh he’s alright. We’ve only known each other a few months lol.
Dead.
Same as mother’s.

My relationship with my sibling(s):
I HAVE NOOOONE.
Uh.
…improved?

Some scents that evoke positive emotions:
Spices.
Coffee.
Old books.

Some scents that evoke negative emotions:
Errg weed-smoke. 8/
Whiskey.
I have no idea?

These things are in my pockets / purse:
I have neither of these.
Wallet and keys.
My wallet. It’s…usually pretty thin. 8D

Childhood:

My earliest memory:
I don’t know if it’s the earliest but I seem to remember my mom taking me on the bus to the flower shop where she worked sometimes.
I’ve tried to forget most of my childhood. Cologne Cathedral, maybe.
Wandering around the lake and field behind our house.


My favorite toy as a child:
I have this stuffed giraffe. His name is Alex.
Hah. Do you think I would’ve turned out like this if we had toys?
Hmm. I don’t remember having toys. I had a bike though, that was fun before it got, um, destroyed.

When I was a child, my mother:
Was superchill.
Was a whore.
I think sometimes she tried. Only sometimes.

When I was a child, my father:
Was MIA?
Hated everything about me.
Was always the strong and silent type. He took his work very seriously.

When I was a child, my sibling(s):
–do not has-
Would have probably turned out fine if I didn’t exist.
Let’s just say I don’t think it’s entirely his fault.

My mother’s cooking:
SO GOOD AMG.
Pfft.
She never cooked for us.

My father’s cooking:
OZ IS LIKE COOKMASTER SO THAT.
If it wasn’t ignoring the family or working 18 hours a day, he didn’t know how to do it.
He didn’t cook either. We had a nanny for all this.

My mother always said:
“Piti, piti, wazo fe nich li.”
“Masque, go away.”
She apologized to me a lot, now that I think about it. For what, I don’t know.

My father always said:
Uhhh I do not know?
“Shut your goddamn mouth and get out of my house.”
“Not now, I’m working.”

My grandparents:
I don’t know any of them?
Dead.
Never met them.

My extended family:
My mom has a sister who was nice but she disappeared. :c BUT I like uncle Fled.
Don’t have any.
Well there’s Wyvern’s family. The ones I’ve met in particular are cool.

Pets I remember:
We had a cat, I think. Or maybe it was a stray, I don’t remember.
We didn’t have pets.
No pets other than what I have now.

The house where I lived as a child:
It was a really old and tiny townhouse in Brooklyn in a pretty shady neighborhood.
There’s like 8 of them.
Well our house in Nordrhein-Westfalen where we lived the longest was in a rather rural area. Lots of woodland and a small lake, not far from the city.

My best friend when I was a child:
My mom, I guess. 8/
I didn’t have best friends. The guys I hung out with were psychos though.
Oh gosh I was way too shy for friends.

My first day of school:
I used to go to a really poor school for just a few years. I think the first day I got lost like 28 times lol.
Started a fight first day of 3rd grade.
I can’t remember. I probably didn’t talk to anyone.

My favorite elementary school teacher:
I wish I could remember her name but it was my kindergarten teacher and she was soooooo nice to me.
Ms. Holt, 6th grade. She was smokin’ hot.
Mr. Schwarzmann, my music and piano teacher. I tried to spend more time in his classroom than at home, heh.

My least favorite elementary school teacher:
Uh I don’t know. I like everyone.
It was the principal of the school, Mr. Beckenbauer. I was in his office about 4 times a week. He was such a dick.
I can’t think of one.

As a child, I liked to play:
I was so good at hide and seek.
With fire.
Music? –lame-

As a child, I didn’t get along with:
Creepy strangers.
Anyone.
I guess my brother.

My best Halloween costume:
I have never actually dressed up for Halloween. :<
A tweaker. Oh wait that wasn’t a costume.
I’ve never dressed up for Halloween.

The best Christmas:
UH UH UH probably all of them I don’t know.
I have no idea.
Erm, I can’t think of a best one.

The worst Christmas:
IDK oh probably the two I spent alooone. :c
Well last year was pretty godawful. 8/
Worst? Oh I don’t know. Maybe one of the ones as a kid.

The best party I attended as a child:
Parties? Lol.
I don’t think that happened.
Like I’d be invited to parties. 8D

The worst party I attended as a child:
THE PARTY OF LIFE.
–yawn-
I…yeah.

When I was a child, religion:
Was kinda interesting…?
Was useless.
It wasn’t brought up much.

In elementary school, I was this kind of student:
Kinda shy but I’m like a learning sponge and I liked reading.
The worst kind. My parents basically paid thousands of dollars a month for me to beat up other kids.
Teacher’s pet, totally shy, perfect grades.


Junior High and High School Years:

Junior high school was:
This doesn’t concern me yet so I’m going outside brb.
What is this with these silly American kids.
Uh well in Germany there’s a sort of elementary and middle school mix and then you get recommended to a highschool type of secondary school. So. I suppose junior high is more like Grundschule and highschool is like secondary school so it’s confusing. And we went to this expensive private school anyway. And then in Chicago I went to a normal highschool. 8<

My favorite junior high teacher was:
Same as above. The hot one.
Same music teacher, I still took classes with him.

My least favorite junior high teacher was:
The principal.
I don’t have one.

My first day of high school was:
A waste of time. I eventually dropped out.
Intimidating.

My favorite subject in high school was:
Leaving. Is that still a subject? I was actually pretty damn good at math.
Music. I was in the orchestra.

My least favorite subject in high school was:
History and literature.
I was pretty bad at mathematics.

My favorite high school teacher was:
I didn’t like any of ‘em.
Mr. Schwarzmann, still.

My least favorite high school teacher was:
This one guy, I don’t remember his name, but he was such a dick to me. I had to stop going to his class after I yelled “I’m going to slaughter your family” in front of everyone there.
I can’t think of one. My math teacher was pretty lifeless and boring though.

In high school, I was involved in:
Drugs.
Orchestra, I suppose.

Sports:
We Germans don’t believe in sports except for racing shitty cars. It’s like European NASCAR only worse.
Yeah, we didn’t really have sports clubs or anything.

Music I liked:
Same stuff I like now. Music in the 80’s was terrible.
Classical, as always.

My extracurricular activities meant this to me:
Nnnnothing.
Well I stayed after school every day for a few hours practicing and it was good to get away from home as much as I could.

The person who influenced me most in high school was:
I can’t think of anyone.
Music teacher. Again.

My friends were:
Junkies, sociopaths, delinquents.
Music nerds like myself.

My best friend was:
I feel like this was answered.
I don’t think there was a “best”.

I didn’t get along with:
Authority.
I grew apart from my family a lot when I was a teenager.

My first date:
Dating?
Hah no.

My girlfriends / boyfriends were:
They usually lasted about 4 or 5 days before I got tired of them. I went through girls like Kleenex.
Nonexistant. 8D

I had an unrequited crush on:
Elizabeth Burkhalter. Oh my god. I wanted her so bad, she thought I was disgusting. It was beautiful.
I think there might have been someone I admired from afar, ha.

Religion:
Still never thought about it.
Same.

A party I enjoyed:
I could go into detail but I’ll just sum it up with booze, blow, and two hot chicks.
Pfft I didn’t go to parties.

A party I didn’t enjoy:
One where I had a really bad trip and got arrested later. I have no idea where or when that was. Fun fun fun.
See above.

I thought drugs were:
The best goddamn thing to happen to me. Seriously.
Eh, I didn’t like what that stuff does to people. :c

My most embarrassing moment was:
No clue.
Oh I’m sure there were plenty. I was that awkward. Maybe the time I had a huge important concert and my parents never even came to pick me up afterwards. That sucked.

My best memories of high school are:
When I quit going and just started doing crank with my friends instead.
Eh, I didn’t enjoy it too much at all.

My worst memories of high school are:
All of them.
Being unrecognized/unappreciated when I accomplished things that I was proud of. That happened a lot. 8/

When I was a teenager, my sibling(s):
Was still a pushover?
I don’t know, he was gone by then.

I learned to drive when:
I was 13 in my friend’s dad’s Lincoln.
My dad actually took the time to teach me once. I must have been about 16.

My first car:
1968 Camaro, dark red/burgundy. It was so sexy. RIP.
Oh I don’t even remember, I think a BMW E-series or something. Very 80’s looking. I had it for about 48 hours before it somehow got keyed up with some vulgar terms I will assume were directed at me, found its way down the street, wrapped around a tree, and caught on fire. 8|

Best and Worst:

The best thing I ever did for my mother:
HI I’m back uhhhh I don’t know I was like her only family and friend for a long time so that might count for something.
Left her stupid fucking house and family for good.
Hm. Well I hate to take credit but I think I might have been the only one keeping her sane at times.

The worst thing I ever did to my mother:
I yelled at her once and felt soooo bad.
I wasn’t stillborn.
I resented her a lot sometimes. And when I left without explanation.

The best thing I ever did for my father:
Uh I dunno I need more time to know either of them it’s only been a few months.
See above.
I tried to get along with him and we were pretty close even as busy as he was with work.

The worst thing I ever did to my father:
Well this was before I ever met him, but Ireallyhatedhim based on what my mom said I’M SORRY. 8’C
I think I was jacked up on coke or something and I totally destroyed his work study and all the antique furniture that was his grandfather’s or something. I think I made him cry but hell if I can remember.
When I left home without telling them.

The best thing I ever did for my sibling(s):
–do not-
Uh. Left.
I doubt there was anything.

The worst thing I ever did to my sibling(s):
–boredboredbored-
I have to pick one?
I was stupid enough to treat him like my parents did.

The best thing that ever happened to me:
Wheee Oz adopting me. 8D
Getting another chance.
Running away was probably the best move I could have made at the time. And marrying Wyvern might have been the best day of my life.

The worst thing that ever happened to me:
Being homeless was pretty crappy.
Mmhm. Last winter ranks pretty high up there.
I’d say the majority of my childhood.


Love and Marriage:

I had the following serious romantic relationships as an adult:
I’ll be generous and say 2.
First and only.

I met my spouse / fiance / current love interest:
Hah. It was my on birthday two years ago. I was trashed and completely jacked up on coke. I don’t remember much other than being homicidal and somehow bitching at Her or something and giving her a cigarette burn. I think I had a knife at my throat at one point. Good times, good times.
This same event, actually. Wyvern was trying to calm everyone down. o3o.

I knew I would marry my spouse / fiance when:
The day I become spouse material will be a cold day in hell. 8D
I don’t know if I can pinpoint a certain moment. I just love her every day more and more. :B

I knew I was in love with my spouse / fiance / current love interest when:
I dunno, I was all smitten way before we were dating. 8D
One of the times we met, I think we were just talking in the rain.

My friends thought / think my spouse / fiance / current love interest is/ was:
Oh who gives a shit what my “friends” thought. >8/
I believe the general consensus is that she’s perfect.

I proposed / was proposed to in this way:
lol.
New Year’s Eve, on the river, at midnight.

My bachelor / bachelorette party was:
Pfft.
Oh god. It was insane. Apparently I’m a lightweight with tequila.

My wedding was:
8|
Short, sweet, and to the point. And awesome.

The best wedding gift:
8|
Desanm was sweet enough to make a bouquet of paper flowers.

The best thing about my spouse / fiance / current love interest:
Psh, well, look at her. c: No but really. She’s cooler to me than I deserve.
She is just great to be around. I can talk to her about anything bothering me and I know I’ll feel better immediately.

The worst thing about my spouse / fiance / current love interest:
She can kick my ass.
Worst thing? I can’t think of anything.

Parenthood:
My / my spouse’s pregnancy:
She wasn’t my spouse. Surprise.
This has not happened.

The day my child was born:
I was in county.
–nothing to say-

My child was:
Mmhm. She’s pretty hardcore to live on the streets.
–nothinngg-

The most important thing I can teach my child:
How to change a tire and check the oil, at the very least. Oh and to get an education and all that and not end up like my dumb ass.
Well if I ever have a kid, I think it’s important to teach them they have control over their lives and are responsible for what they do.

The best thing I can do for my child:
Try to make up for the past 12 years.
Teach them everything they’ll need to be successful, however they define success.

The best thing about being a parent is:
Being able to just chill with her and exchanging interests.
I don’t know yet.

The worst thing about being a parent is:
Ha, the fact she was stuck with me as a father.
–shrug-

Career:

My first job:
Electronics store. I stole a lot of stuff from there, whoops.
Tuning pianos.

I had these jobs before my current position:
Industrial worker as a lathe operator, assistant manager at a record store, tire and body shop mechanic, inspections for auto shows and auctions.
Piano maintenance and sales.

My work record:
I’m not a customer service kind of guy, if that’s what you mean. I do fine as long as I don’t have to talk to stupid people all day. I haven’t caused anyone’s death or anything either.
No mishaps I can think of.

My current job:
Classic car restoration, mostly mechanics and some body work.
Press operator and sales at a letterpress studio.

I chose my profession because:
Because if nothing else, I know cars.
It sounded interesting and I was open to trying something completely different.

If I lost my job:
I’d be pretty pissed but I’d find the same job somewhere else.
I suppose I’d have to look for another one, wouldn’t I?

The best thing about my job:
Taking great cars that are beat to shit and making them great again.
I like working with a cool piece of machinery and the ability to be creative at the same time.

The worst thing about my job:
It’s frustrating when you can’t get the damn thing to work.
Hm. I does get slow on some days and leaves everyone bored.


Holy god why did I fill this out.