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My self-summary
I once read somewhere on the internet: "You are standing on a giant rock floating through space".
And I thought: "My world is a rock and it's rolling"

I am epicurean, pragmatic, very analytical and an astronaut.
What I’m doing with my life
I'm trying to estimate what are our chances of survival after Proxima Centauri runs out of its fusion fuel. And also if that should be of any significance to me or anyone else.

I'm on a mission to find the ultimate chicken curry on this planet.

I used to record songs. I've put this on hold for a while, but I'm looking forward to resuming it in the near future. You can check my demo(n)s here: http://soundcloud.com/postimpressionistbiscuit
I’m really good at
1. calculating odds
2. disagreeing with opinions
3. dancing while balancing a glass on my forehead
4. interpreting body language
5. putting things in ascending and descending order with numbers before them
The first things people usually notice about me
errrrm... I guess everyone sees what they look for. So, perhaps the first thing that anyone notices about me is more telling of them.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
I wonder why is it that no one had yet invented something that combines those 5. Honestly, I always wanted to try Ravel's Bolero for dessert.
The six things I could never do without
1. My space suit
2. Gin and (3.) tonic
4. Rock 'n' (5.) Roll
6. Sand below my feet
I spend a lot of time thinking about
...my vices and about the prices that I later have to pay. I've been thinking about myself and about my health. Then I said: "What the hell!?"
Fuck it! Let's Rock!

(the above text is shamelessly ripped off from Smash Mouth 's song)

I also spend a lot of time thinking how can I pass this short time in which I maybe have a partial conscious control over series of chemical reactions, that people call life, so that I can improve my fellow carbon-based units' cognitive involvement.
Mostly, I've been stuck at the dilemma of what's the implication of not having a conscious control over my actions.
On a typical Friday night I am
out of control
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
-- My mind is trying to trick me that I'm different, but I won't fall for this one - I know well we're all just variety of carbon.

-- The thought that my life could become monotonous any time before retirement scares me a bit.

-- I'm not joking about me being an astronaut. It's just that one night I got... a bit overserved... with gin tonic. The morning after I woke up with a terrible headache. My space shuttle was gone and so was my crew.

So here I am - a captain without a crew... a space adventurer without a spaceship... and I'm out of gin again!
You should message me if
1. an emergency occurs
2. you're hitchhiking to Mars and (3.) you'd like company
4. you violently disagree with anything that I've said
5. for any other reason not mentioned above