A friend of mine has said that I speak like an essay reads.
I'm not terribly certain what I'm looking for on here, but I'm trying to do this thing where I spend time outside of my room and meet new people, so this seemed like as good a place as any to start.
I've recently reset my questions, so that is subject to change.
I have no idea what I'm doing.
Coming to terms with the fact that we live in the worst possible cyberpunk dystopia.
Failing to study Chinese.
Figuring out how to move back to Taipei.
I'm moving back in to Baltimore soon.
Recognizing what I understand as what I understand, and what I do not understand as what I do not understand.
I'm not a genius but I'm pretty freaking smart. I know a lot about a lot of things, but I'm much too self-conscious to talk about any of it unless a person specifically asks me about something that I feel like I can opine on.
You decide which it is.
I come across as very serious, but it's really just my demeanor. Yes, most of the time I'm lost in thought, with a very serious expression on my face, but I'm just as likely to be working out how to reconcile Confucian ethical principles with contemporary gender theory as I am to be trying to decide what I'm going to eat for lunch.
Right now I'm reading Six Records of a Life Adrift, The Complete Lockpick Pornography, Romance of the Three Kingdoms, and A Confederacy of Dunces.
A few other things that I spend absolutely copious amounts of time thinking about: social justice, justice, ethics, power, Gundam, Warframe, jrpgs, how media informs and influences our perspectives, Superman.
-You want to go to a museum.
-You want to talk ethical theory.
-You want to get coffee.
-You saw what I did up there.
-You picked up on what my name references, or even just parts.