How to sum oneself up in a box?
Hi! I'm Græme. (Like the cracker.)
My first love and biggest drive is music. I went to school for it and everything, which explains why I work in a cube farm in a small town in Colorado. I've been playing guitar for about seventeen years and it's the only thing I've ever wanted to do with my life, but reality interfered (as, frequently, it does).
I experience and interact with the world through an industrial-strength filter of sarcasm and derision. I promise I'm not as hateful as this makes me sound; I generally smirk and make snarky remarks rather than rant and rave. I do rant and rave - ask me about the Dawn of the Dead remake sometime - but 99% of the time I'm merely harmlessly theatrical.
I have kind of a morbid fascination with the macabre; Halloween and I go waaaay back. Ditto exorcisms, apocrypha, and just about anything from which Hollywood can squeeze a shitty horror movie.
Easily half the words that fall out of my skull are in fact references to some film, television show, or other facet of pop culture. (I should be fucking ashamed of myself.)
I love body modification, though I admit my own 'haves' list is woefully short (I have an ever-lengthening 'wants' list) at present moment. I'm working on it, I swear!
I'm a very physical person - by which I mean I'm touchy, not athletic - and quite affectionate to boot. You should probably message me if you appreciate a good snuggle.
I curse a lot. I'm also guilty of having grown up in the 80s, which means I say 'like,' like, frequently.
I'm a beer snob, but I'm the worst beer snob ever. I'll drink whatever you put in my hand, but chances are I'll sneer and carp about it.
I love to learn, even if it's completely useless information.
I am inquisitive, eclectic, and easygoing.