"Who's that guy over there staring at me? He's been stealing glances at me all night. ...What? Well, if he thinks I'm cute, why doesn't he walk over and say Hi? ...Oh, come on! Why on Earth would I think that was invasive? ...Well he's not going to find out if I'm preoccupied unless he comes over and asks, is he.

"Well, yeah, he is kinda cute. I was watching him waltz earlier. He's pretty good at it. The long hair is nice, too; it's obvious he takes care of it. Not sure about the hat, though. ...A personal trademark? You mean he wears it everywhere? Just one of many quirks, I would guess. ...He fences, too?

"Still, I don't know. He's clearly enjoys showing off or he wouldn't be as good a dancer, but he also seems kind of stiff and formal. ...That's his idea of polite? Well, possibly, but it makes him seem straightlaced and boring. ...You're joking. The original BurgerMunch!? Oh! that must be why he's been staring at me; it's my corset. ...Really? My face is what keeps him glancing back?

"Well, what's going to make him come out of his shell, an engraved invitation? ...Ha ha, very ha. Well, there's nothing I can say or do to make him feel more comfortable; he's going to have to get over his own hang-ups and come over to me and say Hi. That's the guy's job, after all..."

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I'm an outgoing, gregarious recluse. Or an introverted, timid stage performer -- whichever one you like. With an eclectic collection of quirks.

I'm an artist; my medium is computer code. I've devoted a major part of my life to computers and software engineering for the express purpose of showing off (and, indirectly, becoming damned good at it). It's not "boring" or "geeky", it's an amazingly diverse field with unlimited possibilities for creative expression.

Computers. Video games. Vintage ballroom dancing. Classical Italian fencing (well, not *really* good, but reasonably competent).

My mode of dress, quickly followed by my long hair. You'll most often see me wearing vaguely Victorian and/or Renaissance fashions, because I find them the most accurate representation of my inner life.

Movies: The Wizard of Speed and Time, The Princess Bride, The Last Starfighter, TRON.

Books: The Thursday Next series (The Eyre Affair, Lost in a Good Book) and The Fourth Bear, by Jasper Fforde. Just about anything by Douglas Adams. "Major Barbara," by George Bernard Shaw (I keep coming back to this).

Music: An eclectic mix. Mozart, Piano Concerto #20; Beethoven, 9th Symphony; Shostakovich, "Jazz Suite #5"; Stravinsky/Stokowski, "Pastorale"; Satie, "Gymnopedie", "Parade"; Benny Goodman, "Don't Be That Way"; Paul van Dyk, "Out There and Back"; http://digitallyimported.com/, http://djlithium.com/, http://scenemusic.net/ . Music is a very evocative catalyst for my imagination.

Computers, nice breakfasts, a warm bed, bathroom fixtures, my favorite hat. (I could do without them, but not for very long...)

My imagination will go almost anywhere (except where I want it to). Ideas for stories, movies, computer software, art projects, and exhibitions on a grand scale flood through my mind all the time.

Dining out and/or hanging out at home.

What, and potentially drive people away by offending them? I think not. Let us simply say I have Special Interests that need only be discussed in an appropriately private setting.

...You enjoy vintage ballroom dancing, renaissance festivals, and/or you know what a Munch is (no, not the artist).