I am myself, and all parts of me are myself. I'm really not trying to be twee, I'm just trying to explain that I contain multitudes without trying to sound self-excusing or, again, twee.

Things to know, that you'd know within like 10 minutes of meeting me but whatever:

* I'm geeky.  I primarily like making things go better, so I'm currently big on Greasemonkey and PHP.  I also like projects, which is how I learned so much SQL.

That and databases are wicked pretty, omg. Have you SEEN them? Have you USED them? Chances are your data's been languishing away in some poor Excel spreadsheet, when they could be in a proper DATABASE you see, and... um...

* I knit. More, I love yarn, and knitting helps me use it up so I'm not overwhelmed. That's the theory.

* I'm polyamorous.  I'm in two relationships - one with rosefox and one with Josh (not on OKC).  I am also dating the devil, in a long-distance fashion (which is perhaps obvious).

I like them. I try to remember they're not food.

* I am an atheist and uncaring about it, I'm bisexual and of-course about it, and I am a feminist and very caring about it. You will get nowhere with me if you have a tendency towards misogynistic humour or sensibilities.

* I'm an introvert with social needs.  This means I have to fight tooth and nail to get out of the house to go be around people.  I generally prefer to control my levels of human interaction, which means either I stay at home or I go to a bar.

* I have a short fuse for being agitated and am not good when I'm frustrated. I'm working on that.

* I am scatterbrained and generalised-anxiety-disordered.  This likely contributes to not getting out of the house much.  This ties into the geeky bits - current rediscovery has been armorgames.com.  This means that I am terrible for maintaining human contact - you have been warned.

* Things I've been interested in recently: creating a decent open-source checkbook that works with Bank of America's program that rounds up, crimping beads and PHP, putting invoice data in a database where it belongs, icing my arms, and general financial management.

I'm not actually very good at listing things like that, because I get distracted contemplating the criteria for the list and trying to remember things that would go in the list and then either I have the best list ever after a day of hyperfocusing or I've lost interest.

I vacillate between self-improvement and contemplating the neverending desert that is the purposeless life. Like one does.

* Learning things quickly, if I'm interested.
* Being socially smooth.  (A nice side-effect to being socially anxious is I'm good with etiquette.)
* Coming up with an arbitrary fraction for the frequency of things, and having it already be reduced to its LCD. Frex: "99 out of 103 times, I am not on fire!"
* Singing true to the key of the original song without having to have it play.
* Knitting.
* Spelling words backwards faster than other people. Apparently.
* Being distracted.
* Finding the right path through a crowd to maximise speed and minimise running into people.

I have no earthly clue. I'm told my eyes are nice. Maybe it's that I get distracted? I dunno.

(a) I'm overly enamoured of science fiction, if that's useful to you.  And I have a huge weakness for Star Trek: The Original Series fanfic books.  I'm currently more into manuals, and whatever really interesting books look at me funny.

AIEE BUT DRESDEN FILES AND THERE ARE MORE BOOKS COMING OUT AND I MAY DIE OF ANTICIPATION

(b) Hudson Hawk, UHF, Blazing Saddles, Big Trouble in Little China, Ghostbusters, Pan's Labyrinth... uhm... hell.  If you were on Netflix, I could just show you that.  I am particular about my comedy, and tend to like action flicks and science fiction shows.

(c) Music I can sing to, first.  Then music that has a good beat and is interesting.  Sooo, rock music, with a bunch of miscellany thrown in for good measure.  Currently I am in hearts with Muse, though I'm rediscovering my hearts-on for ELO.

Did you know Alice In Chains put out a new album? It's not bad!

(d) Whatever goes in my belly and supplies me with fuel.  (Coffee and beer do not count as food.)

Oxygen.  Cellular cohesion.  Fuel.  The third dimension.  Consciousness.  Senses.

I have this pet peeve about using "need" and its ilk inappropriately, you may have noticed.

More news and Les Nessman: the internet, my brain meds, good music, a hoppy beer, and friends.

Whatever I'm thinking about, tautologically enough.

Mostly, I'm thinking about what I'm doing, what I should be doing, what I want to be doing, and any possible tangent that could possibly be associated with any of those things.  Remind me to tell you about how I got from doing dishes to the heat death of the universe.

I'm usually running errands, or spending time where the internet is, or gaming, or not bursting into flames.

Mi nekonas Esperanto, sed klopodanta lerni. (For example, that sentence.)

* ...you understand and agree with this sentiment:

Rather than meeting people who want to date and hoping that they're interesting, you should spend your time meeting people who are interesting and hoping that they want to date. That way, even if it doesn't work out, at least you're meeting interesting people.

* ...you have something interesting to contribute. I don't get out much, and I don't care for idle chatter unless I know you well or I'm forced to interact socially.

(If you're reading this because I sent you a message, then you can safely disregard this entire section.)