Just your average awkward nerd, who is looking to substitute face-to-face interaction with online interaction. What?
"Your scorn for mediocrity blinds you to its vast primitive power. You stand in the glare of your own brilliance, unable to see into the dim corners of the room, to dilate your eyes and see the potential dangers of the mass, the wad of humanity. Even as I tell you this, dear student, you cannot quite believe that lesser men, in whatever numbers, can really defeat you. But we are in the age of the mediocre man. He is dull, colorless, boring -- but inevitably victorious. The amoeba outlives the tiger because it divides and continues in its immortal monotony. The masses are the final tyrants. See how, in the arts, Kabuki wanes and withers while popular novels of violence and mindless action swamp the mind of the mass reader. And even in that timid genre, no author dares to produce a genuinely superior man as his hero, for in his rage of shame the mass man will send his yojimbo, the critic, to defend him. The roar of the plodders is inarticulate, but deafening. They have no brain, but they have a thousand arms to grasp and clutch at you, drag you down." -- Trevanian
This and that, nerd stuff, social/cultural critical theory, history, parapolitics, philosophy.
Drinking heavily with smarmy Irish Jesus, designing velour track suits, dousing myself in friend repellant, using sentences when I'm instructed otherwise.
Jared, Apr 2, 2007:
Yeah, I just stayed home too. I was too exhausted.
Nick, Apr 2, 2007:
So, what kinda joint is this?

Jared, Mar 21, 2007:
No, I'll be in Boston this weekend!
Jared, Mar 19, 2007:
Alright, we need to hang as soon as I get back from Boston.
Jared, Mar 15, 2007:
Wanna nibble the carrot?