I can't lie, there is nothing that I would really rather be doing than having sex. It feels great. It's fun. It's hot. It's real. Sex is awesome. There is no greater high, rush and pleasure.

But I do know that realistically I cannot have sex all the time. I have to eat at some point, and I actually am quite a fan of that. I love to cook and concoct recipes and dishes, just as I love searching out great restaurants. I love finding the hole-in-the-wall no-name places that remind me of home cooking.

I love searching through cities for the off-the-beaten-path places; the ones untainted by everything else going on around it, places you find only when you're lost, or know the head chef's cousin's dog sitter.

I love to get lost. I have a hard-as-hell time doing it (stupid Boy Scout orienteering and survival techniques), but I try my hardest to get lost as much as possible. I try to shut down my mind and drive for a random amount of time, often literally going where the wind pushes me. I hike through forests, always off the path, just to explore. I cycle to and around locations that I would have never even thought were possible.

I have a bit of a “Peter Pan” complex. I have a childlike enthusiasm for learning about the unknown. I push myself to figure things out on my own, and do so from within my own Neverland. It's this characteristic that has driven me to get my boat captain's license so I may literally sail and fish away some day; land my PADI SCUBA certification so I can explore the underwater world uninhibited; and collect all kinds of camping gear and outdoors toys. You know, just in case.

I enjoy beauty. The search for beauty has become a hobby in and of itself. I search for the traditional sense of the word – physical beauty in art and in people I meet – but also in the relationships between external controls and variables.

I watch the way music moves a crowd into a collective mindset. I look for the environmental variables that alter the appearance of the regular objects, attitudes, everything and nothing. I'm getting a little to philosophical – I'll stop.

I can't say that I'm a daredevil, or that I'm “like totally living life to the fullest, man,” but I do get out there as much as I can, and strap in to hurl myself off somewhere.

I respect life and everything that surrounds it, and occasionally I'll put myself on the line of sane vs. stupid.

Apparently I also like to talk and write.

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