Freelance marketing / Hostess
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About kilgetsroman
What's better than this fucking website?
A lot! Because who the fuck pays for this? Kil Hammond on FaceBook, notarealonejustapicture.tumblr.com, kilcentric[AT]gmail[DOT]com!
What religion does 'other' mean?
I'm an amalgamation of bits and pieces of rituals and beliefs. Catholic, wiccan, humanist, discordian. Catholiccamanistordian! Hah! Let's discuss.
Please, for both our sakes
don't expect me to have seen any movie you've gone this far in life assuming everyone on the face of the planet worth a dime has seen. i'm the planet's worst movie watcher, so don't be crushed when i haven't seen anything you hold near to your heart.
An awesome place I've visited:
Basilique du Sacré-Cœur
The movie I've watched the most times:
Tie. I've watched Major and the Minor enough to quote it, with proper emphasis and tonal quality, from end to end. Vintage colloquialisms and all! Still, I have 13 ticket stubs for Return of the King- all from separate theaters and showtimes- none of which encompass the tantric Director's Cut Trilogy Viewing Parties.
My life history in 5 sentences or fewer:
Raised on a diet of media literacy, news stations, Wishbone and mica-infested rocks. Been in Colorado forever, will eventually end up back here for good. My Big Fat Greek Wedding = my parents' famlies. I think too much about media and crime, according to everyone I know. I'm really popular with the homeless insane.
My first concert / My dream concert:
First concert ever - 16 years old. Panic! At the Disco, Motion City Soundtrack, The Starting Line, and Fall Out Boy. It blew my teen fangirl MIND.
Obscure knowledge I possess:
Killers of all stripes, cults, art history, and advertising. Stupid amounts of all, all of which are useless, even on Jeopardy >.<
I have a weakness for guys/girls who:
Are quick with their tongue and follow along with deadpan humor. Eye contact.
For me, a first date no-no is:
Talking about exes and the baggage they leave with us.
I secretly want to be:
A turnip with a proper vocal system. I'm a fairly boring human, but if I were the same mind inside a turnip? HOLY SHIT. You would be FASCINATED.
I want to be with someone who wants to be:
patient with my ramblings and simultaneously in possession of irrepressible opinions. Debate partner, debate opponent, plz.
An infatuation of mine:
Stephen Colbert. Come to meeeeeee...
One thing my mother would want you to know about me:
I'm a great liar and a great editor. (Both thanks to her, but that's not something she'd admit outright...)
