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crabbone

35 M Tel Aviv, Israel

My Details

Last Online
Online now!
Orientation
Straight
Ethnicity
White
Height
5′ 9″ (1.75m)
Body Type
Skinny
Diet
Mostly anything
Smokes
No
Drinks
Rarely
Drugs
Never
Religion
Agnosticism, and somewhat serious about it
Sign
Cancer, but it doesn’t matter
Education
Dropped out of university
Job
Technology
Income
$30,000–$40,000
Relationship Status
Single
Relationship Type
Offspring
Doesn’t want kids
Pets
Likes dogs and dislikes cats
Speaks
English (Okay), C++ (Poorly), LISP (Fluently), Russian (Okay), Hebrew (Okay)

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My self-summary
Underachiever. Until I was 27 I was confident I was going to be a famous artist. Few friends that I had complimented me occasionally on my paintings. I was a lot more confident and full of myself than I am now.

Around that time my life took a sharp turn. I never touched the instruments again. No drama, I don't really know how to explain what happened. I think I ever painted only for the critics, I found it hard to enjoy it just for the sake of the process. It's not unpleasant, but I live for the award, if I do something, it has to be a competition. I don't have to win, but I need the thrill.
I switched to programming. After eight or so years I'm still an amateur, which bothers me a lot. I applied to open uni, mathematics, but now I'm on hiatus.
There are cons and pros. Programmers receive exaggerated salaries, completely disproportionate to the effort or knowledge, but hey, that should be a good thing, right? On average, programmers are more conformists at heart. It's hard to find interesting personalities who'd pursue this trade. Not impossible, but really hard. Managers are worse yet.
I don't blend with my "national" background. Unlike most Russian emigrants here, I hold very liberal political views, not into drinking or national foods etc. I don't like the local Middle-eastern stuff either. Which makes me a misfit on a number of levels.

Ironically, I don't get along at all with those who have to have some formal bonds with me (such as family, nationality, location). Most people I'm friendly to live oversees. It seems like the further is the better.
Some times this makes me sad, other times I don't care.

Those who have the misfortune to suffer me at their work space would probably say that I just hate people (meaning I hate them), which would be technically true, but as you can see, not entirely so. I believe that, unless you are my close friend, you'd think that I'm a rare pain in the ass, someone who thrives on finding flaws in those around him. The truth being somewhere close: I'm very upset by mediocrity. But I hold myself to the same high standards, which justifies it for me, in a weird way...
Carelessly happy people insult me.
What I’m doing with my life
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Standing still to the national anthem mastering stiffness in my upper lip. (no worries, nobody died, all is good).

Wondering why this question is in present continuous. (I don't do this, as in present simple, I'm reporting my present confusion).
I’m really good at
#.( #1=`(,@#1#))

also this:

idmatrix =: monad : '(y, y) $ 1, y $ 0'

(not really, but I'm getting there!)

Getting lost in Z2 field.

This has been the ever shrinking section of my profile :(

Alienating people. Well, I've definitely seen some success there.
Being a superfluous circumlocutionist.
Some times I can fix simple electrical appliances.
The first things people usually notice about me
Couple of days ago I quoted HAL in the conversation with one of my colleagues:
Sorry, Dave, I can't let you do that.
My colleague said that this quote was "so me!".
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
* Used to like Pixies, Coil, АукцЫон, Doors, Tool - now you can tell I'm old.
* I eat once or twice a day, maybe.
* The last best of all times and movies movie is Spirited Away.
* The worst movies are Potemkin, Space Odyssey, Stalker (by Tarkovsky).
* The best poet is Edgar Allan Poe.
* The worst poet is Percy Bysshe Shelley.

I find it difficult to read fiction. I become judgemental and try to prove the author wrong by looking for inconsistencies (it's a corrector thing). It's hard for me to just immerse in the story and gloss over things that don't make sense to me. I feel better if the book doesn't require agreement.
Last fiction book I've red was The Sirens of the Titan, which was fine, but it would be cooler a decade ago. I'm trying to read The Shape of Inner Space (but I'm making little progress, esp. because I still need to finish Spring MVC documentation...)
The six things I could never do without
I don't know, I always have more then six things with me.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
I'm obsessed with an idea of a new programming language for managing graph databases. I didn't make any progress so far, but I am indeed thinking a lot about it.
Second in the list is the natural language processing.
Third is the concepts of fairness and politeness as applied to distributed computing models.
Then come general AI questions.
Mars colonization.
Then random sci-fi junk.
Then I might think about how miserable I am, why don't I have any plans for the future, how I wasted all my life never achieving anything. And at that point I load up IMDB and try to find more sci-fi junk.
On a typical Friday night I am
Waiting for Saturday morning.

I also don't celebrate national holidays, and international too.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I have eventually answered these somewhere down the match answers, but I'll repeat to spare you the trouble of searching:
I don't have driving license; just never tried to get one.
I have very bad front teeth, and I didn't do anything yet to fix that.
I have more aces in the sleeve to scare you if you aren't scared yet.
I’m looking for
  • Everybody
  • Ages 18–100
  • Located anywhere
  • For new friends
You should message me if
Please, don't make people laugh.