I spend most of my free time listening to music and reading. I listen to mostly metal, black metal specifically, but my tastes range from Tvangeste to the Pixies to 16 Volt to Wagner to The Butthole Surfers to Alice in Chains. I read mostly fantasy books such as anything written by Robin Hobb or C.J. Cherryh , but love Kurt Vonnegut Jr. and Gore Vidal along with older books such as Voltaire's Candide. EDIT The only play I ever enjoyed reading was No Exit by Sartre. Impacted me quite a bit.

Effing update.

I hate Christmas, along with most other holidays. I do not celebrate history. I celebrate achievements, victory, loss, pain and happiness. I would much rather celebrate the fact that I made it through another miserable day than celebrate some man that hasnt lived for over two millennium and that I dont personally know.

I am omnipotent, but not omniscient.

I tend to hate life more than the usual person.

Religion is pointless. Why would you want to expend mental effort on believing on a higher power/witchcraft/whatever when you can expend the same amount on believing in yourself?

I am over critical, judgemental, and heartless

Absolutely nothing. My life has generally been pointless so far. I have broken several hearts, including my own. I do not plan on going back to college after dropping out already. I live my life day by day, trying not to worry about the future, and forgetting about the past.

UPDATE

Okay, so I just got the Head Auditor position at the Holiday Inn Parkside here in town. Work sucks. Got my own place, my own pc, and my own car. Im content.

UPDATE

Right, well. It has been a few years since I have been here. I am making a ton of money working as a Field Technician for NCR. Life is pretty good, finally. I nerd out way too much though. Also... drink.

Pushing people away. Making an ass out of myself when depressed. Over thinking. Im better than most at taking rejection, being as Ive had a lifetime of experience. Inadvertent seduction. Befriending small children and animals.

Modern Art... but really, who isnt good at modern art? Well, I suppose those super structured people wouldnt really be good at it, but I bet if you got them extremely drunk they could make the best!

Im good at convincing people to start smoking that live over 800 miles away via text messaging. Getting people to say they love me within a week of meeting me.

Doing nothing, even when I want to do something.

Not being motivated. Lacking in inspiration.

I honestly have no idea. I have yet to ask anyone what the first thing they noticed about me was. Probably my pants. Or the fact that Im smoking a cig. They might notice my silly hair. When I look at people for the first time, I usually notice something totally normal like a pony tail, or shoes, or even how nice their skin looks. Everything depends on the person noticing me.

(a) Thieves World Anthology, The Wheel of Time, The Sword of Truth, Kurt Vonnegut Jr., Gore Vidal, Louis Carroll(sp?) (b) Requiem for a Dream, House of Flying Daggers, anything with Jet Li, Nightmare Before Christmas, Thank Your for Smoking, Princess Mononoke (c) Kalmah, Mayhem, Pixies, Emperor, Sculptured, Penumbra, 85+ Final Fantasy CDs. Its hard to list favorites when I have over 800 CDs. (d) Sour cream, fudge, beef anything, anything without onions.

Six things I could never do without? Good question!

I mean it. Its a really good question. At one time I thought that I could never do without television, but now I hate watching TV. I could never live without my manic depression, because when Im in either polarity I tend to whip out the most creative masterpieces. This would really be a better question if it was, "The Six Things I Could Really Do Without!"

So here goes:

1. People that are willfully ignorant.
2. Bills.
3. Lets get rid of currency while were at it, and go back to the barter system.
4. Bombs, Guns, and other such devices for destruction. Use swords instead.
5. Cursive writing.
6. Social clics.

Dreams that will never come true. Dreams that have already come true. Internal Turmoil. Ideas for my novel. Being happy, and why it eludes me.

Working, smoking, drinking casually, playing on my computer, talking to friends. All of them, either together or separately. Being depressed and working on my MySpace or my OKCupid. Being manic and cleaning my room.

Or working.

Ha!
I dont work nights anymore. Instead, I work mornings. It is far worse.

Rah! Anything, just ask.
Sample: I sing Bonnie Tyler karaoke at the bar.

You live in Montana, and you dig my profile. Or not... You dont have to dig my profile to message me, just dont be a retard.