Okay so it's telling me to talk about a lot of things, but I'm just going to throw an insanely long list out there for you, and see if you can make it through.
I am awesome.
music is sexy.
art is sexy.
photography is sexy.
I overuse the word sexy.
I think festivus is for the rest-of-us.
I 3 video games but have been deprived of them since childhood.
I will play your video games.
I will suck at them but pretend I'm amazing.
I love movies, and have an unattainable goal to see everything.
I am insane amounts of lazy unless I have awesome motivation.
I'm a red sox fan.
I love the cold but I don't like being cold.
I am inconsistent.
I hate the heat.
I hate people who turn on the heat really high.
I think my brain died years ago.
I never thought I'd miss foliage until I moved to Chicago and Autumn all of a sudden didn't exist anymore.
I love movies more than air, although I'm not really too in love with air but I figure I'd die without it so it deserves some credit.
I currently have a picnic fetish.
I have an unhealthy addiction to iced gingerbread chai.
I feel more like myself than I have in months.
I'm overly happy for no reason lately.
I am regressing into an insomniac yet again.
I tend to make a lot of jew jokes.
I am jewish by heritage. Yes. It's a heritage.
I am extremely sarcastic.
I should be sleeping now.
I randomly think about people I was friends or sometimes even just acquainted with in the past and wonder what they are up to.
I have insatiable wanderlust.
I am too curious for my own good.
I am stubborn to a fault.
I am not very trusting.
I am very trusting.
I am confused.
I have a photobooth fetish.
I am NOT a fan of country music, so if you know what's good for you, you won't force me to listen to it.
When I was a little kid I would walk around listening to phantom of the opera on my walkman all day.
I've always wanted to go to a drive-in movie.
I am a terrible liar.
When someone says the phrase "things fall apart" the name Chinua Achebe pops into my head without fail.
My right hand is often colder than my left hand.
I am convinced I have a brain tumor.
I can't remember if I already mentioned that.
I say whatever I want to whenever I want to say it.
I do things that I know are bad for me.
I get asked if I am Canadian on a monthly basis.
Apparently I have an accent.
Lolita is my favorite book of all time.
I am shy.
Unless I'm not.
I sometimes read emails and then plan to respond to them but fail horribly and forget to.
This has nothing to do with you.
Unless it does.

It really depends on the person the date is with.