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My self-summary
I'm a poly, socialist, slightly psychobilly, bad guitarist cinephile and I don't sleep much. I run a lot and tell myself it's about the meditation. Cheerfully kink happy. My living room is a very red place.
What I’m doing with my life
When I'm not doing that work thing (paraphrasing Runyon here), I run. Lots. And then I talk to cats, at great length. Any cats. I once got caught doing the slow blink cat greeting face at a lion. A fair amount of my time is spent on Socialist/feminist/queer/ "disabled" activism and trying to get people to go on strike.

Aaaaand here's the thing; I'm autistic. Not everyone believes this at first, 'cause I've spent 40 odd years building strategies to get around the way my brain takes in EVERYTHING and tries to think about it all at once. I'm told this basically means I think and act like a cat. That's a win in my eyes, but I thought I'd better warn you.

It doesn't mean I have no empathy or emotions. However, it does mean that I react to situations in what are apparently incredibly odd ways. Endearingly so, I'm claiming. I'm neurodiverse and MASSIVELY proud of it.
I’m really good at
Hypersenses. No really, I've got a diagnosis and everything. Running up painful hills for hours at a time. Talking to everyone feline.
The first things people usually notice about me
That my voice is extremely deep, that I often forget to make eye contact at first. If my arms are out, people ask about my tattoos. There's a story in each case. Oh yes.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
David Lynch (that's 'Films', not 'Food', incidentally). Celine and Julie. Murakami, Joseph Mitchell, Rosa Luxemburg, Attwood, Orwell, Borges, Grant Morrison, Doctor Who, Akira, Ghost in the Shell. Gilliam. Trotsky. Yeah, I said it. Can't be unsaid now (the delete button is broken). Marvel comics, Public Enemy, Amanda Palmer, Alan Garner. See, it rhymes and everything. Miles Davis, Tom Waits. Bowie, Scott Walker. All the strange.
The six things I could never do without
People that I love. I'm not currently in a relationship, but there's lots of people I'm enormously close to. Some of these are former partners, so you need to be cool with that. I'm emphatically, totally, deliriously poly.

Cats. There's one near me now. She looks a bit like a feather boa with claws.

Electronic music. And punk. And hip hop. And blues. And BOWIE. Small sob.

I replaced "photography" with "coffee" at this point. Because coffee. Sorry, art.

A huge selection of fancy coats across the ages.

Running. And comics. And film. Because numerical lists can sod off.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Marxist politics and how best to look good on a picket line. Celine and Julie, sigh. Bowie, likewise. Paradoxes. Iceland. Kink. Japan. How I could afford another bike one day. Making sex creative. How autism is like being in the X-Men.
On a typical Friday night I am
Recovering with trash cinema and coffee.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
...is really not for public consumption. Feel free to imagine stuff. And then please tell me all about it.
You should message me if
...you're feeling odd. I'm really serious about including "new friends" in the list of things I'm looking for, so talk at me.