Hi. I'm Peter. I'm here way too much of the time. I used to have a really long, really cheesy blurb. Then I replaced it with a bunch of quotes. Neither of those make for especially good blurbs. I am, however, going to keep collecting out-of-context quotes because when you read them, you'll be confused, clearly indicating my superior intellect. Yeah, well, I'm more interesting than you. Deal with it.
I kid, I kid. You people take things too seriously sometimes, gawd. I suppose I do as well.
Am I supposed to tell you about myself? Reading and writing are probably the most important things (to me, anyway) that I do with my time. I imagine, though, that I will pretend to be a more effective writer and better read reader all my life. I hate the word pretentious because it seems like a cop-out insult to write off someone's behaviors and interests, but I probably just hate it because I'm afraid I am just that.
Psychotropic drug chemistry is perhaps one of my greatest interests. I am an idiot when it comes to the hard sciences, though, so I spend more time romanticizing certain concepts than actually researching or understanding them.
Gardens are the shit.
Avatar courtesy of Jest and Ted.
"It was summer. It's always summer with us. In our lives together, which are sweet in the way of rotting things, it is somehow permanently summer." - Tallahassee liner notes, The Mountain Goats
"Blue-bleak embers, ah my dear, / Fall, gall themselves, and gash gold-vermillion." - "The Windhover," Gerard Manley Hopkins
"He's been reincarnated as a tricycle!" - Rubber
"You said you'd dreamt of cowboys that were zombies in disguise. Well I knew fall was never coming; it was written on your eyes!" - "Indonesia," The Mountain Goats
"I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love, / If you want me again look for me under your boot-soles." - "Song of Myself," Walt Whitman
"[I]t occurs to me: / maybe there is no sublime, only the shining of the amnion's tatters." - "Oatmeal," Galway Kinnell
"[M]alt does more than Milton can / to justify God's ways to man." - A Shropshire Lad, "LXII," A.E. Housman
"The fine delight that fathers thought; the strong / Spur, live and lancing like the blowpipe flame, / Breathes once and, quenchèd faster than it came, / Leaves yet the mind a mother of immortal song." - "To R.B.," Gerard Manley Hopkins
"[O]mnia enim plerumque quae absunt vehementius hominum mentes perturbant." - de Bello Gallico VII.84, Julius Caesar