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My self-summary
I am approximately 17.8 gigaangstroms tall. That's as many as 1.7 billion tens.

And that's terrible.

Nonmonogamy isn't a hard requirement, but is preferable.

The attentive reader may notice a number of inconsistencies in this profile. "Minivans are not an infectious disease and cannot be considered a plague", say the biologists. "If you graduated space camp, why are you not currently a or in space" ask the uneducated, "or even a manifold?" continue the mathematicians but not those familiar with the operation of variable-pitch propeller and/or turbine aircraft. "Tell us, nulpointer - IF THAT IS YOUR REAL NAME - lest we never trust again!" they all inexplicably conclude despite for example the biologists never having actually asked a question.
Well. I am not a trained negotiator but I do know not to give things away for free. Offer me a copy of your world map and we'll talk.
What I’m doing with my life
Not spending nearly enough time looking at Saturn, gradually accruing experience with equatorial mount telescopes.

exploring abandoned buildings, biking, reading, thinkin' bout stuff. All of these things have gotten me in trouble of various sorts, and I'd gladly get in all of those troubles again, unless of course you are a law enforcement officer.

trying to stop extruding hair. It's really hard.
I’m really good at
Playing piano. I have way more thoughts on the matter than anyone cares to hear, so tread carefully if you ask for more information.

I'm pretty okay at taking pictures, but not of me, and probably not of you. You may coldly judge them (but not me (and not you)) at flickr, or by determining my true name and using it to compel me to turn over my negatives.

Throwing parties. I'm also pretty okay at mixing drinks.
The first things people usually notice about me
if they are particularly observant, that my heart pumps not blood but a vile ichor rendered down from the tears of innocents.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
I don't think I want to get to know you better if what food I prefer is a major deciding factor in whether or not you think we'll get along.

But okay, I will play your game, you charmer you ;-*. I like hardcover movies, high-contrast books, musicians starting with R like Rachmaninoff and Royksopp (with honorary outlier pink floyd), and meat ... but of all of these, only rachmaninoff is involuntarily-toe-curlingly hackles-raised good.
Getting back to food, I am not yet capable of standing around a field idle save for chewing for more than a few seconds, but I am confident that I am no more than ten cows away from gaining their power.
Six things I could never do without
Oxygen! Ah ha ha! Ha ha! Ha! HA HA HA HA


more seriously, suits. So far I have a countably finite number, but I can't be bothered counting. Tragically none are bespoke, but I hope to fix this soon.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Where you've been all my life, or more accurately where you are.

Apart from that, man, all kinds of stuff. aerodynamics, cryptography, some other field whose first letter is from way later in the alphabet, chances are good that if you're knowledgeable about something I very much want to talk to you about it.
On a typical Friday night I am
This is irrelevant as if pressed I will make up something more exciting than what I know or imagine you to be doing.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
Eating peanut butter is difficult when it is sand. I think many sports can be improved by the introduction of shotguns. I once stole a ramp from a group of half-blind cold-hearted killers who live in a secret cave, killing several, in the process of fighting the minivan plague. Some time ago I broke my collarbone. How I managed it is available on home video! My fondest ambition is to improve ceaselessly until the eschaton is immanentized.

EDIT: no longer half machine. :(
You should message me if
(((you know my insep date or you know that it's really "incept date" which someone screwed up in the vfx for the movie)
or you don't want to tell me about your cat) and you can make me laugh) or (this construct made sense to you)
The two of us