How about this--I like to wax all existential and absurd and roll this weird little world around and around in my brain until it all seems like a beautiful, strange and subtle joke. I do that more often after a couple of drinks. It's a curious place, where we live, and life really ain't that cruel.
I'm a dilettante, or I've had that tendency in the past. I dabble in whatever happens to capture my interest. Lately, I've been writing stories.
I'm a good and loyal friend, and good company, though a little hard to pin down. It's nothing personal.
I'm sometimes pretty funny.
I don't think I come across as pretentious.
I don't have many pictures of myself, for whatever that says about my personality.
Here are some random numbers and letters:
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I am cheerful and cynical. I'm less cynical than I was when I was younger.