I originally came here to help and support some friends. However, I just love to meet new people and make friends.
I need friends.
Especially friends who like to eat because I always cook way too much ...
Because, don't we all need friends?.
Let me reiterate for those hard of reading -- I am not interested in anything other than friendships & potentially free labour.
Some words and phrases used to describe me in anger:
* seeker of answers
I have currently finished two of the four simultaneous diploma courses I had started in 2011. This has placed a crimp on the aforementioned socialisation and living I claimed to be doing with my life.
My current status changed to: what the frack was I thinking!? and has remained unchanged since then.
They do then, indeed, notice the overall size of me and my bits. Oh, you know - the aforementioned hair, the eyes, the hands, the feet, and the ... well ... you know ... "it".
What do you mean which it?
It's the thing that's usually hidden ... you know, people don't like to see you wearing it in public.
Oh, you're going to make me say it, aren't you?
There. You happy now!?
In music, I lean strongly towards being as random and eclectic as possible. My recently listened to tracks can include a mix of house, classic, indie, rock, punk, classic, french, italian and even the odd heavy metal.
Movies - I prefer comedies and Scifi. I'm not a huge TV watcher, but will watch series online or via DVDs if they take my fancy. I watch a lot of documentaries as well. But French movies, especially the dark and quirky (e.g. Delicatessen, Amélie, 37°2 le matin, La Cité des Enfants Perdus), will always win my heart.
I love food. I seek out new experiences, and I will try everything once. Heck, twice if I'm not sure. I love to cook and to experiment. I'm even about to create my own agricultural enterprise to support the philosophy of fresh, free range and balanced ingredients.
Continuously bettering oneself.
Am I a dreaming butterfly?
Making the world a better place.
That's nuts! There's got to be a better way!
Why am I addicted to the need to feel loved?
If it's all equal, why are we still discussing it?
Studying, cooking, studying, complaining about the cleaning, studying, researching, being distracted by a meme, studying ...
This assumes it is typical, and I am not entertaining friends, going out to dinner, being roped into a harebrained scheme or some other happen-stance ... which is something I seem to recall doing, a lot ... before the time of the studying came.
I prefer to do so face to face after knowing you for a while. Although, that is a lie, as I actually prefer to do so online via the obscurity of my avatar. Heck, I've dropped some private hints in this profile already.
Which, by the by, I find a curious question as it is not really the issue. I found that most people are not willing to actually face their private things, let alone hear about those of others.
Also, very few people ever make eye contact with me ever again.
* You are, or simply want to be, a friend.
* You are bored and just want a laugh.
* You recognise me from other websites and social interaction networks like twitter, tumblr or that really cool new one that no one knows about and your name has to be D'n to get in ...
* You are perhaps seeking someone with whom you can indeed discuss anything from quantum morality to modern zeitgeist affairs, nuclear fission powered robotic monkey armies or gastronomic creations, the best places Melbourne has to offer or where to find those hidden gems in the suburbs ... absolutely anything really.
* are not in a rush to get a reply.