For starters, I have my own place, a car, and a full-time job. Which shouldn't be that remarkable, but I hear tell that it is; if that's a mark of distinction, however dubious, so be it.
In case you're wondering, "SubGothius", is shorthand for "Gothic SubGenius". The latter boils down to honoring my natural, quirky weirdness (BTW, have you noticed only us weirdos seem to be able to consistently spell "weird" correctly?) and reclaiming my Original Slack; not to be confused with base laziness or sloth, Slack is more about just what, and how much, we can get out of life that we don't have to work nor pay for; even strenuous effort can be Slack, as long as we find it so rewarding that it doesn't seem like "work".
As for the Gothic part, whilst I must forfeit Goth Points to claim it openly, there's no denying what just came naturally to me. At first, I was the only kid I knew of, wearing all-black, waxing quixotic and listening to strangely dark'n'moody music from Europe... until I moved to another state where, much to my astonishment, I eventually found others like me, so it seemed I'd found my "tribe" at last. "We accept you; we accept you, one of us; one of us!"
I know I'm smarter than the average bear, but I don't know my exact (or even approximate) IQ, as all the online self-tests seem to max out around two standard deviations, and I've seen no point in taking a "real" proctored test. Suffice to say, this mostly just means I've found truly engaging work and stimulating conversation and companionship are damned hard to come by.
Back in another life, I majored in Philosophy, and while by now I really can't remember much in the way of particular facts from that field, I reckon the point was about forcing my brain to think in ways that forged paths of critical thought and abstract reasoning through the uncharted wilderness of my mind, so those circuits remained as ingrained habits of easy thought. I.e., my way of lazy thinking is now philosophical thinking, and Ethics have proven indispensable in conducting my affairs such that I can always respect myself in the morning. Besides, it was the only major I still found engaging enough to pursue after I'd already soured on Architecture and found that university's Graphic Design program in upheaval. Anywho, having thereby secured my Grownup License, that was enough of that for me; I consider my real education as what came after I left school...