SO, a few new faces...
Feb. 27th, 2010 03:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
taleyaThere's been a bit of an influx on my LJ of friends, so here's a quick catchup
I am a 31 year old misanthropic cripple. I work as a network engineer, and the constant exposure to ridiculously stupid people has not helped my outlook in the slightest. That said, I can apparently be astonishingly warm and caring, if you are enough of an interesting person for me to give a shit about. I make no bones about it and apologise for nothing!
I smoke, I swear too much, I drink, I play obscenely loud german operas at 3am, and then flip over to finnish speed metal or 80's crack. I have a completely depraved and fucked up sense of humour, and am a sly little shit. I am prone to bouts of emo faggery and squealy hyperness. No, I am not bipolar, just cracked. Although I do have what some people suspect is highly functional aspergers , but have never been actually diagnosed. I prefer to think of it as kooky, or just muck-huddled.
I also like to make up words.
I write, I mvid, I talk complete and utter shit most of the time. I do horrible things with photoshop and can bullshit my way through a wide variety of topics. I have a largess of fandoms, although to be honest most of them are recalled from my childhood. (I have the slightly disconcerting feeling that I'm trapped in a circle of my own history ala Dios in Pyramids and may possibly be cannibalising myself) This pleases me - many things I have liked through my life have stuck with me and those on dusty shelves have been found to be just as pleasing to me as an adult as they were as a child. With the exception of Inspector Gadget, but in my defence I was seven. I am a lover of classic fiction, but I utterly loathe Austen, who I believe isn't worthy to be shredded, burned, have her ashes fed to H.G Wells or Jules Verne's dogs and then turned out as poop. Shakespeare is vastly overrated. I have a terrible weakness for cheesy crappy films.
There is no such thing as too much science fiction. Ever.
I have eight pet rats. I love to build - computers, furniture, pool tables, hallowe'en decorations, you name it. I garden and sew. I also like to fart at my beloved![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
torasin on occasion.
I am an atheist, and honestly hold the truth that life is utter randomness. There is of course always cause and consequence, but for the most part the actions of the universe are not guided by a higher power. There is no point to life, no afterlife. Ghosts may exist, but I'd be far more prone to attributing them to windows through time than anything else. Life is pain, and also cracked, fucked up and glorious. I do not believe that as a human I have any right to harm another animal simply because I am a Big Bad Human Being, but will happily devour a steak. (Get used to it. we are a functioning part of this biosphere and as part we EAT other bits of it). I have few female friends - they baffle and annoy me for the most part (As always, the lovely ladies here are excepted :) ) I'm also bisexual and make no attempt whatsoever to disguise it.
You will prise my coke from my cold, dead hands.
I am, in short, a complete and utter bamboozling arsehole.
You have been warned
I am a 31 year old misanthropic cripple. I work as a network engineer, and the constant exposure to ridiculously stupid people has not helped my outlook in the slightest. That said, I can apparently be astonishingly warm and caring, if you are enough of an interesting person for me to give a shit about. I make no bones about it and apologise for nothing!
I smoke, I swear too much, I drink, I play obscenely loud german operas at 3am, and then flip over to finnish speed metal or 80's crack. I have a completely depraved and fucked up sense of humour, and am a sly little shit. I am prone to bouts of emo faggery and squealy hyperness. No, I am not bipolar, just cracked. Although I do have what some people suspect is highly functional aspergers , but have never been actually diagnosed. I prefer to think of it as kooky, or just muck-huddled.
I also like to make up words.
I write, I mvid, I talk complete and utter shit most of the time. I do horrible things with photoshop and can bullshit my way through a wide variety of topics. I have a largess of fandoms, although to be honest most of them are recalled from my childhood. (I have the slightly disconcerting feeling that I'm trapped in a circle of my own history ala Dios in Pyramids and may possibly be cannibalising myself) This pleases me - many things I have liked through my life have stuck with me and those on dusty shelves have been found to be just as pleasing to me as an adult as they were as a child. With the exception of Inspector Gadget, but in my defence I was seven. I am a lover of classic fiction, but I utterly loathe Austen, who I believe isn't worthy to be shredded, burned, have her ashes fed to H.G Wells or Jules Verne's dogs and then turned out as poop. Shakespeare is vastly overrated. I have a terrible weakness for cheesy crappy films.
There is no such thing as too much science fiction. Ever.
I have eight pet rats. I love to build - computers, furniture, pool tables, hallowe'en decorations, you name it. I garden and sew. I also like to fart at my beloved
torasin on occasion. I am an atheist, and honestly hold the truth that life is utter randomness. There is of course always cause and consequence, but for the most part the actions of the universe are not guided by a higher power. There is no point to life, no afterlife. Ghosts may exist, but I'd be far more prone to attributing them to windows through time than anything else. Life is pain, and also cracked, fucked up and glorious. I do not believe that as a human I have any right to harm another animal simply because I am a Big Bad Human Being, but will happily devour a steak. (Get used to it. we are a functioning part of this biosphere and as part we EAT other bits of it). I have few female friends - they baffle and annoy me for the most part (As always, the lovely ladies here are excepted :) ) I'm also bisexual and make no attempt whatsoever to disguise it.
You will prise my coke from my cold, dead hands.
I am, in short, a complete and utter bamboozling arsehole.
You have been warned
