Fact: This is not my only account on this site. I abandoned it so that I could start a new one. I totally only use this one to stalk accounts that friends are checking out, so I've got that visitor sensor thing switched off.
Fact: I actually have a girlfriend. She's pretty wonderful in so many ways. Today we went and saw an animated movie. It was my idea but she jumped up and down.
Fact: I think you're pretty swell, but writing back is likely to be unintentionally playing the wrong game. Sorry about that!*
You want me to summarize you? YOU? Really? Aww, that's sweet of you to ask.
You are by far the most glorious and beautiful text input box that ever walked the Ether. You have wonderful, flaxen hair and sparkling blue eyes. The moment I first spied you, when I first signed on to OKCupid all those moons ago, I was struck by how simply and gorgeously Cascadingly Style-Sheeted you were.
In fact, I think my thoughts of you went something like this:
-Hello, who are you?
-Hey, you're kinda cute.
-You know, if I were two years younger, I would totally fill you up.
-What is that you say? There is no age restriction for inputting text into a standard form field? Really?!
-So if I do this... if I do this I won't get in trouble?
-Really, truly, you won't tell your father about it?
-Hmm. Well... well...
-STOP RIGHT THERE. I gotta know right now, before we go any further, do you love me? Will you love me forever? Do you need me? Will you never leave me? Will you make me so happy for the rest of my life, will you take me away, will you make me your wife?
-I gotta know right now.
As you can tell, you changed my life drastically with your mere presence. Shall I go on? Really, I shall??
Glory, that is my name for you. Beauty, that is what you possess. Virtue, is in your heart. Each breathless moment I wait to push your button, I wait for you to give me another up-date.
You had me at hello, text input box.
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In all semi-seriousness: I'm a strapping young man of questionable taste and exaggerated ethics who is interested in many and all things, from classical and ancient history to astronomy to the occult to the Mighty Morphin' Power Rangers. I fashion myself a writer, but have yet to complete anything of particular note - though that doesn't stop me from putting on the pretensions of an "author." Unfortunately, I fail at those because hey, I have been doing the Rocky Horror Picture Show shadow cast for ten years, and you can often find me in a pair of leopard-striped jockeys on a monthly basis. Questionable tastes, I tell you!
I spent a year living in Germany, so I can likely speak to you with such voracity that flecks of spit will fly at you as you think I'm angry, when all I'm saying is "My goodness, doesn't that plaited skirt look adorable!" Such is the Deutsche Sprache. During that year, I also learned to swing dance from an American woman teaching in Germany while living in Switzerland. I slowed down for a while, but have begun to resume my love affair with the Lindy Hop. So much so that I got roped first into the University of Toronto swing club, and now the Toronto Lindy Hop committee itself.
I dropped out of university my first time around due to lack of money and energy, but impelled myself to return to finish off the B.A. that seems so necessary for me to get on with my life, though I have no idea where to go after that. Now that I'm here, it is a strange place. So much potential, the wide world ahead of me, and not a map nor a signpost anywhere.
There's probably more, but I'll just leave you to that. Because to give away too much reduces mystery, and I know that you all love mystery so I will drift into the shadows and gloat, awaiting your arrival with the anticipation of Mark Antony as Cleopatra made him wait in her boat on the Nile.
I am powered by amd, outrageously ethical, and the green ranger