Wherein I partially read aloud the back of an Iron Man 2 dvd case, for lack of anything more interesting to do, in a strange voice.
I apologize in advance.
Wherein I partially read aloud the back of an Iron Man 2 dvd case, for lack of anything more interesting to do, in a strange voice.
I apologize in advance.
So, here’s my best friend and I, respectfully. This is what I’m like in person.



Chest piece, by J.P. Burns.
Before, after, and distance.
In case you have one, and want to add me.
Went for a two mile run for the endorphins. Trying to feel better. Hope you all have an awesome day!
So, I got a haircut.
Still my favorite shirt.
Most of my beliefs stem from the idea that humans are animals, and should have this taken into consideration when interpreting anything they say or do.
For instance, I think gods are attempts by early humans to reconcile a hostile and uncaring world by assigning it human attributes, removing elements of the unknown and familiarizing it.
Things that say a lot about people:
- the way which they treat the waiter/waitress
- how they feel about the weather
- whether they dog ear pages or highlight in books
- fingernails
- and hands in general
- their preferred creative outlet
- how much they dread/enjoy talking on the phone
- whether or not they drink coffee
- if they ever forget to eat
- how honest they are with themselves (and others)
- if they correct your grammar
- how they treat their parents
-I try to be as nice to people in the service industry as possible. I’ve worked in it pretty much my entire life as a working individual, and I know it can suck. Besides, even if they’re being paid, they’re doing me a service. I also tip $5 or double tax every time, whichever is higher.
-The best kind of weather is a warm (not hot) sunny day with a slight breeze. Gray days are depressing, and the cold sucks.
-I try to leave my books as pristine as possible. It really irritates me if I inadvertently damage them in any way. I wouldn’t dream of highlighting in a book (even a textbook). I tend to over-highlight when I use one anyway.
-I bite, chew, pick at, and generally mess with my nails unless they’re at a reasonably defect-free arc. This includes cuticles.
-I always have to be doing something with my hands if I’m not concentrating (ha) on something else. I crack my knuckles a lot, and am pretty relieved that there isn’t a connection (yet) between doing so and the onset of arthritis later in life.
-I write sometimes. Mostly weird fiction (I’ve been a big Lovecraft fan before), though I hardly ever find the motivation to do…well, much of anything, so I don’t write that often. I feel like I could be a good writer if I did though. Maybe someday.
-I dislike talking on the phone. I’m not good with verbal communication (conversational cues, appropriate volume [I’m a bit too quiet sometimes], etc). I prefer texting, where I can take a moment to think of the right thing to say, and revise my text before it goes out if it isn’t just right. I open up a lot more than I normally would through this medium.
-I love coffee. A local coffee place here in [where I live] makes an awesome macchiatto (I think it’s technically a caffe macchiato, espresso with a little milk). I go through phases where I begin every morning with a trip to Starbucks or said local coffee place.
-When I’m having girl problems, I stress out and lose my appetite. I end up losing weight. Maybe one day I’ll start a weight-loss program where you simply let someone toy with your emotions until you reach your goal weight. It’ll be a bestseller.
-I don’t really talk about my feelings, except with my best friend, Rufus. I’m getting better at it though, especially since I started smoking weed a year or so ago.
-I used to correct the grammar of other people (in my head), until I took a sociolinguistics class. Now I just adhere to the ‘descriptive’ approach (wherein deviations from ‘standard’ language are interpreted as variations, rather than as incorrect usage), unless it’s really bad. Even then, I probably wouldn’t say anything.
-I was raised by my grandmother, and she tends to be a little overbearing. I like to think I treat her well, though I suppose a second opinion on the matter wouldn’t hurt. I could probably stand to visit more often than I do, I dunno.
Felt like posting a smiler.