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5′ 11″ (1.81m)
Body type
Used up
Mostly vegan
Other, and laughing about it
Scorpio, and it’s fun to think about
Graduated from university
Open relationship
Mostly monogamous
Has kids, but doesn’t want more
Likes cats
English, Japanese, German, Other, C++
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What I’m doing with my life
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So much and yet, so little

so often.

Not having as much sex as I am offered drugs or hearing rock 'n roll.

Too much rock 'n roll, bored of drugs, ok, maybe not always but in moderation and it better be outstanding.

Clearly not bored of the rarely occurring sex, but not finding the ideal permutations with pleasant partners often enough. Honestly, I would probably be elated to even have a combination of making out, fresh air and EBM, but I have never heard that iteration, perhaps you can help, dear reader. Fear not, as much as I am a misanthrope and revile homo sapiens, I had a vasectomy; our fornication will lead to no progeny even in the unlikely event that other precautionary protective barriers suffer mishaps.

Really, really wanting to buy some new DJ gear. Doing my best to budget with unreliable revenue streams. Time management, manners and more have been improved substantially, but I am far from perfect.

My take on daemons may be a bit different than most individuals' perceptions; I am good at herding them, even without systemd.

Writing, way too much for my own good, and more likely, for the good of much of anyone else.

Doing my best to keep quiet under duress and not always succeeding; but occasionally doing better than I expected possible.
I’m really good at
Go on, brag a little (or a lot). We won’t judge.
Not destroying all life on this planet, despite the apparent propensity my species has for causing the extinction of others, oh, and actually *knowing* how to destroy all life on this planet, though I don't share that knowledge, some things should be kept secret; believe me, wish I hadn't learned some secrets sometimes as it hasn't helped my sanity. I am just a bit too good at finding out things I shouldn't know most of the time.

I honestly wish I were joking about that. I mean, I did want you to laugh because it was written somewhat sarcastically, but more in the "it's funny, because it's true" sense, to quote Homer J. Simpson.

Ignorance is bliss; unfortunately, I am mostly miserable. For me, Idiocracy was more than just a fictional comedy, it was a film that demonstrates how I feel interacting with society on a regular basis.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
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I have read, watched, listened to, played, performed, eaten and cooked a variety of things. I enjoy that which is enlivening and has vitality and do what I can to avoid the stagnant and putrid.

At the moment, Amy Hempel as well as Oe Kenzaburo's translated writings are coming to mind. Most of Miyazaki's work (I subtitled もののけ姫 [known as Princess Monoke] before it was released in the USA; and consider Gaiman's commissioned treatment banal, or more accurately, an insult to those who have studied Japanese and translate for accuracy, not the sake of a quick buck and a movie credit), Ōtomo Katsuhiro's works & most of Studio 4°C's releases (I have not seen all of them, but have loved most of what I have seen and even met one of their producers). I love music though for live performers anything with Dirk Ivens is great along with the now defunct Babyland which has been unsurpassed. I enjoy brutal minimalist Belgian E.B.M. such as The Klinik and older Suicide Commando but a *wide* range of other things musically as well, though Mentallo & the Fixer & Martyparty are coming to mind currently. I used to perform as a trumpet player, and opened for Dizzy Gillespie when I was younger as part of an ensemble in the Monterey Jazz Festival and even have some very obscure limited noise recording released somewhere. I go to live shows and dance events pretty regularly, have DJed sporadically for a couple of decades and am feeling that itch again, even as my music collection is mostly far away from me due to circumstances not worth wasting more words upon, even if I am seething with resentment about the situation related to such things when I think about them.

I prefer vegan food, but have eaten a variety of things over the course of my existence; I just find I digest simpler things more easily. I also teajay as a volunteer host at Tea Oasis in San Francisco on Saturday evenings; if you like 工夫茶, there is no finer place to enjoy such things in the bay area since the shuttering of Om Shan Tea. Update: probably also the Oakland location, Tuesdays in the month of June, but the details are not quite ironed out yet.
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
Great laptops, gigabit or faster unfiltered internet access, more income than I know how to spend, beautiful gracious women and imagination.

Oh wait, I do without a lot of that often.

At least the laptop is fantastic at the moment, my imagination gets the better of me more often than my waking reality.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
Not existing (not joking, suicidal thoughts are a multiple times a day recurring theme in my life since I was at least four. I contend with it and am diagnosed with Dysthymia but rarely share it and I don't threaten such things as I am somewhere past the theory of the quantum suicide & immortality paradox after enough attempts and mostly seek more joy in existence because it is unfortunately, quite infinite; I'm not too crazy, but I am definitely not normal, if you are, we may not get along, consider this a form of disclosure to get closer to informed consent with people who have patience and creativity).

My step daughter. Really, both my kids, but I've known her longer. Neither of them have spoken with me in a very long time. ;_;

Other stressful things I don't feel like writing about at the moment, they take up too many mental cycles as it is.

Deeply nerdy tech esoterica; such as improving upon nested virtual machines with multi-layered encryption I have created as proof of concepts in the past . . . and other things I have built for fun, not profit (though I've built plenty of things for other people's profit too). Why the open binaries movement is so much better than the open source movement, and how few people have been or ever will be a part of it because seriously, most people are barely literate, let alone code literate, let alone reverse engineers. They say 99% of everything sucks, the same is true among technology and technologists, there are a handful of people who's code and hardware I respect and you would know if you were on that list because I would have expressed gratitude to you personally or if I didn't know how to reach you, at least extolled the virtues of your creations publicly already.

Making out, sex and all sorts of fun things to do in physical incarnation that actually make having a body enjoyable beyond dancing alone or eating a nice meal that I seem to do all too rarely, but hey, I am on a dating site for a reason. Please, help me think less, and enjoy physical embodiment more in manners which can only be accomplished with another consenting partner. Yes, as an abuse survivor, and kinkster, consent is mandatory for me in a relationship I wish to pursue, it may not be a turn on, but not having it is absolutely a revulsive trait. Don't understand consent, but like animation and tea? Here is a way to help you learn, silly primate: As it stands, I would rather be neither physically embodied, nor conscious given all the good that seems to do for me day to day. I have attempted to revoke my consent for breathing more times than I can enumerate at this point, yet here I am, still, doing what I can to make the most of it long after I have annihilated large portions of my neurons in hopes that cessation of breathing or consciousness would give me peace, or at least dumb me down enough to be able to relate to the average human; I failed. I am still, decidedly, different from most, intellectually speaking, and find peers rarely and am too old to dumb myself down to keep myself in other's good graces any longer. Ever wondered what it's like to be a pariah? Come hang out with me for a while and I'll show you! No really, I do have some awesome friends; and enjoy being social sometimes, but am just as content to withdraw into isolation and really really really want to have a place where I have no shared walls or people to see for days on end if I can find such a thing again, I will be a pretty happy hermit and engage with folks when I have the where with all and interest to do so.

Those I love who no longer speak with me. Yeah, if you know of any magic "letting go" spells, I thought I had tried them all, but my thoughts get the better of me, my dreams too and I have no idea what to do about some recurring thoughts of individuals who haven't even spoken or written me in years after a while. I moved on, they moved on, my thoughts, still stuck in hell with far too much regularity.

As I update this on mother's day, I again wonder why she did not elect to exercise her legal right to abortion. Conceiving of a child to "save a marriage" is a really bad idea, neglecting them with batshit insane religions which prohibit things like vaccines, medical treatment and medicines is an even worse one. Suicide bombing mothers I think have greater decency and religious ardor, but y'know, they shouldn't have borne offspring either if that's how they ended up treating their children and all the "preciousness" of life. To create, takes a lot, but to procreate is about as complicated as excreting despite the pain, and I don't hear many people talk about shit unless they know how turn night soil into meaningful fertilizer, so I have a massive disrespect for individuals who should have known better, even if I weep as I see mother earth desecrated by the plague that is the hominid.
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
Do I make a point to have atypical Friday nights and routine ones on other nights *just* because of this question?

No. Of course not.

However, I am sure it may factor in on occasion.
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Or you want to help me create a better source of income than some of the ones I have already had, and I have worked with some pretty amazing collaborators on occasion (albeit, even forgoing pay if some of the projects were interesting enough, yes I mean you giant interactive music fire art sculpture things and friends). ^_-

No, really, income is useful. Making bad tech work well, or at least better, for Fortune 1 (and Fortune 5, and other orgs, far lower on that list) companies is soul draining and I've already done that; I am sure someone is into funding some next generation art or abstract time manipulation tools? Believe me, I am more than worth it, though it may take you decades to realize that. Moreover, one of the reasons some of those companies are in the Fortune 5, is because they exploit humans globally, so despite my having done things for them when there are few others on earth who are skilled enough to be able to, I still tend to get paid shit particularly if you factor in CxO salaries and such. I try not to get too bent out of shape about it though, thanks to globalization they have reinstated slavery with even lower overhead. After all, slave owners had a vested interest in the well being of their slaves, and did what they could to take care of them, house them, and feed them and keep them in good health with living and working conditions which matched those requirements. Sweat shop workers who get paid $50/month if they're lucky need to find rent and food on their own nickel, the corporate "personhood" of capitalism grinds all in its gears.

Note: you have to be smart enough to realize that time != money but some of each are still useful in certain amounts and frequencies. Being a polyglot, vegan, into various sorts of arts, music, kinky are all bonuses, but really, I am above average and would prefer to find people who are at a minimum, compatibly crazy than rather than status quo humdrum hellions, as such sorts add to my misery, or as Oscar the Grouch put it: "Being miserable makes me happy, and happy people, make me miserable."

If only being miserable actually made me happy. However, happy people definitively do not, usually that is. I am not really a complete curmudgeon, even if I can't deal with saccharine sweetness and obsequious personalities except in very, very tiny doses.

Inked, pierced, dyed hair, creative artistic folks however, often do make me very happy to be around, just to try to get closer to some sort of stereotype that would make sense for the kinds of individuals I find myself becoming enthralled with rather than feeling revulsion.