This is always the hardest thing to fill in. I tend to be quiet around people I don't know unless I'm drunk (which is often). I drink beer, I smoke, smoke pot, and I am a dirty fuckin' punk. I love my jobs-- at one I am a line cook/enforcer where I can rack up a mighty high beer tab, and at the other I work at Games Workshop, where I teach children how to assemble and paint models. If I'm around people I know and like I tend to be loud and obnoxious. My hobbies include being an armchair philosopher, pyromaniac, self medicator and computer/rpg nerd. I hug and kiss a lot when I'm drunk. I'm slow to be angered but quick to be agitated. I don't fly off the handle easily and I'm good at putting up with crap from other people. But if you're an idiot... be prepared for me to tell you you're being one. Cuz I tend to tell it like it is.

Honestly, I don't care if you don't like me, my opinions, how I dress, or my way of life. I tell you what... I'll let you do your thing, and you let me do mine. Okay? I'm through making fun of people on Nexopia because they're shallow, unintelligent sluts... there's just too many and it's just a waste of time. So I'll just pretend you all don't exist, and hopefully you can do the same for me.

I had a dream the other night. I was a person "programmed" by the government in order to report on the trafficking of narcotics. I was made to be very polite and friendly, so that people would warm up to me and open up to me and trust me easily. I was also, however, programmed not to trust anyone myself, so that I would not become attached when the time came that I'd receive the trigger word and execute the final order of the operation: murder suicide.

Of course, I was unaware of all of this, and just believed I was living life as I had chose, unknowing that everything I did and saw I reported back to agents using a secret "snore code" when I slept.

I dreamt that one day I malfunctioned, and refused to report back anything I saw, so things were organized for me to get a tattoo, but in reality I was having a serum injected into me that would reset my factory programming, and make it all seem like a dream....

I'll take a picture of my new tattoo soon.

Since you're going to IM me and ask me, I might as well tell you here. I listen to Punk, Oi, Crust, 80's pop/new wave/(hair)metal, metal (all kinds, from hair to death), classical, jazz, funk, blues, swing... I'm pretty open minded when it comes to music. The only music I REFUSE to listen to is music that is created for the sole purpose of making money. This means any of that American/Canadian Idol crap, Britney Spears, new Metallica, all of it. Capitalism has raped the fine arts and I refuse to support it.

I like computer games, RPGs (like D&D, WhiteWolf, Rifts, etc.), wargames (Warhammer, 40k, Inquisitor, Mordheim, Necromunda, Battlefleet Gothic, etc.). So sue me, I'm a nerd. Big deal. I can still kick your ass.

And finally, I love my friends, and my family.

I hate capitalism. Just because we ARE using it as a social backbone doesn't mean we should be. I pretty much think any political ideology won't fix the problems with the world, but I think capitalism, a system based on the premise that the rich get richer and the poor poorer, is one of the worst, next to totalitarian dictatorship. So, what's my solution? I submit that there isn't one. Nothing is going to fix this planet or us fuckers living on it, but that won't stop me from hating what's going on.

What I hate more is being told what is and isn't worth dying and killing for. We are only a democracy ONCE every four years. Think about that.

Television and the media make me sick. All the media does is inspire fear in its watchers so that they can be controlled easier by warmongers like George W. Bush who tell them there is an iminent threat from some country over seas so he can bomb the **** out of them and take their oil legally.

Above all, I hate my own paranoid delusional psyche. Everyone is out to get me, everyone is out to fuck me over, and my god damn over active imagination won't let it rest. You can be my best friend and I still will never completely trust you. It's something I need to work on, but it's pretty hard when you see people fucking over other people every day. When life is a fucking circus, you can't help but wonder if maybe you're part of the act.


Oh yeah, I also dislike cold crack pipes.