Honestly? I don't know why I'm doing this. I guess I'm just bored. Yes. I'm a very bored person. This is out of character for me as I'm cripplingly shy and somewhat misanthropic. I'm a Christian, but not the cheesy kind and very open-minded when it comes to my friends. Also, I'm weird as all hell.

I'm what they call a "test whore". However, even though I know I'm an INFP for sure, I'm a bit scared to take the tests to confirm it here. Weird. Anyway, lately I've been doing more thinking than usual, so it might come out wrong.

I've got a disturbingly mutable personality and find myself forced towards balance of all sorts in my life. That's weird, too.

I think I'm turning into a Libertarian, which is a bit confusing, considering how I hate politics.

At the moment, I need to lose some weight and find a job. Of course, even if I did skinny up and make money, it's not too likely anyone would fall for my looks.

I can't stand hanging around myself. If my name weren't on the lease, I'd kick me to the curb.

Yes, that's right, ladyfolk. I'm conservative, unemployed, overweight and completely lacking in self-confidence. Mrooowwl. Try to control yourselves.

Oh, and I can't drive either - if you need to step away from the computer and compose yourself, I'll totally understand.

Recently, I've graduated from MTSU with a BFA in Studio Art, but it seems unlikely that any of my paintings will sell.

I'm not really doing much with my life because I don't feel like I'm really *here*. I keep waiting to wake up, or something.

People say I'm smart and funny and crap, but I doubt it. I'm a passable writer, crummy artist, and crappy actor and singer.

I'm awfully quiet, apparently.

Oh, and I've got really long hair, because it bugs my parents.

I'm...kind of disheveled.

A) I'm not really picky about books, as long as they're well-written and hopefully funny. I like sci-fi and fantasy best, and in spite of the fact that I *know* I should read them for my own edification, I have difficulty slogging my way through the classics. Yes, I like manga, and comic books, and books full of weird facts better than Dickens, and I should be ashamed.

B) Ditto for movies. I like sci-fi, fantasy and zombie movies a lot, and have a soft spot in my heart for cartoons...so long as the makers put a modicum of effort into them. Nothing ticks me off like movies that are just cash cows. I really love Mystery Science Theater 3000!

C) I've got rather eclectic tastes in music. I've been a bit sheltered most of my life when it comes to music, but I'm starting to come to the conclusion that music stopped being good after 1996. Except for The Pillows. The Pillows are always good. Except for some of their first CDs.

D) I'm a bit too fond of food that isn't good for me, like fast food and stuff that's too sweet or spicy. As if anything could be too sweet or spicy.

1) The Internet, to the point where I've had occasional panic attacks when it's gone down. It's kind of shameful, really.

2) My imagination, which I'm learning to listen to more and more.

3) My DVD collection, which I sank all my college loan money into.

4) A good pen and paper, and paint, as well.

5) The night sky. A pox on sunlight, I say.

6) A lot of people mention God, or their families or something, but saying that kind of thing has always been embarrassing to me. so I won't. Instead I'll say "caffeine".

Well, I'm trying to start a webcomic, or a story, or something, so I've been working it in one way or another for about ten years. I think I've got the personalities and designs of my characters more or less down, but I keep adding new things, for example...blah blah blah. So, the point is, I think about that all the time.

I spend a lot of time feeling guilty for not having much in the way of ambition in any aspect of my life.

Asleep.

I have to admit, I'm somewhat self-centered, but that's mainly because I don't really have anything else to focus on. I mean, sure, my family and friends matter to me, I mean it's kind of hard to pierce this weird analytical shell I've got covering my emotions, but I think they matter to me.

Ultimately I know I'll end up alone, and I'll probably be alone at the core even if I find a girlfriend/fiancee/wife. I always have to live with myself, even if by some bizarre set of circumstances I end up with someone else.

Still and all, I don't feel too pleased with it.

Hell if I know. Maybe you're bored and feel like talking for some reason. I should probably warn you I'm not as good a friend as I ought to be, and not a very consistent person.

Keep in mind that I have a weird sense of humor, and little experience with actually talking to people, so it's pretty likely I'll accidentally offend or confuse you.

Don't expect to get too much out of me, speech-wise, unless you feel like pulling teeth. Like I said, I'm deathly shy.