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Fears: brain injury and brain cancer
Annoyances: society's obsession with extroversion
Accomplishments: hiking barefoot in vermont
Confusions: people; errands
Sorrows: disappointing myself and those i respect
Dreams: harvey mudd; theory of everything
Idiosyncrasies: maximization of time spent barefoot
Risks: my risk-taking behavior does not conform to any particular pattern
Beloved Possessions: nerd books (now), nerd books (then)
Problems: being too hard on myself; over-thinking 

     the odd things people do are the most interesting, as they give insights into their inner workings. i have no idea what these insights actually are, but their behavioral manifestations certainly are amusing. i wish i could objectively judge my behaviors, as that would allow me to better understand myself. 
     i do not wear shoes unless i really have to, like at school and in the cold and whatnot. from april through september i do everything i possibly can barefoot. throw some acorns on the ground and i will step on them without batting an eye. gravel? no problem. hiking and climbing on rocks in a gorge? easy. but i will wear shoes in water because it makes me feel less exposed to sharks. sharks are everywhere if you use your imagination, even in pools and the quarter inch of water in a shower.
     cleaning and such is another one of these contradictory things. dishwashers and used dishes are honestly the most disgusting, abhorrent things of all time. i am not joking about this in the slightest. it makes me sick to my stomach to think about how dishwashers work. i have to inspect carefully every glass, every plate, every piece of silverware before i use it. i wash it thoroughly myself. so i usually eat with my hands whenever possible. but everything else i don't care if it is clean or not. just ask keaton about my middle passage bathtub. i really don't like to clean or pick things up. having lots of clutter is comforting, and it also keeps you on your toes. you have to be on the lookout for an obstacle. if there is something physically in the way, don't move it. just cleverly maneuver around it. it makes simple tasks like traveling across your room into adventures fraught with danger. my dog actually threw up in my room right in front of my door 4 weeks ago tonight. i kept telling myself that i should clean it up later but never actually got around to it, so now it is a sort of game or challenge to myself to see how long i can leave it there. i guess that is kind of gross but i don't really care what you people think of me. the only time i clean up my room is right after i have spotted a large spider in there. but i have to kill it before i move anything because it is probably ready to pounce and attack. i keep a special golfclub in my room just for killing spiders, but there are lots of creative ways to kill them. they do not like to be sprayed with febreeze, and this is fun to watch.