All my encounters with women end the same way, with me getting my face ruined. By fists, feet, drinks, mace, tazers, weapons of opportunity, car doors, and a boomerang once in Australia. I flirted with misogyny, but it punched me in the face too. I even tried men, but they just made love to my face, and that hardly seemed better.
So that's me. Female fist magnet. But I know that somewhere out there is the fist for me.
I want to write two books. One fiction and the other non-. I don't say I'm writing them, because I'm not writing fast enough to justify the present tense. At this rate, they'll get done before I die of natural causes. That's my minimum goal.
Movies: Aliens and Terminator 2. If you noticed the James Cameron trend, it ends there, let me assure you.
Shows: House and Firefly.
Music: My taste in music is beyond comprehension, but here are some brands I like: Rammstein, Electric Six, MSI, Regina Spektor, Eisbrecher, Disturbed, System of a Down, Apocalyptica, Metallica, Adele, Mark M.
Food: I eat noodles and cans of beans, for very extensive and boring scientific reasons. But you're probably concerned with whether I can cook tasty meals. That's why this question is really on here. The answer is yes.
• You want to discuss our questions. I love doing that.
• You're 100 years old or younger. 101-year-olds can kiss my ass.
• You want more detail on my feelings about James Cameron.
• You're not just looking for a "hook up". Stealing cable is not a victimless crime.
• You don't want AIDS.