...And that is seriously the only thing I remember from Japanese class ("allow me to introduce myself"). Point of order: may it be proclaimed that learning three languages academically while studying two more on the side is a serious Bad Idea. Anyone who disagrees can explain to me how it isn't effed up to start writing a cursive "k" and end writing the hiragana for "wa."

I stumbled on deviantART years ago, and now that I preen less and facebook more, the privately public emoting doesn't freak me out as much - and a fresh read of William Gibson's The Sprawl trilogy has reminded me that assembling your petit chose for the world to see can be its own little way of art. (You'll be justified in inferring that I'm a crappy artist, and you'd be right if you guessed that art is what I call making things meaningful to me)

So! I like art nouveau and abstract art, I love desktop backgrounds that can make me completely forget what I've been doing. I like X-Men and am emotionally attached to every new trailer for the latest Star Trek movie. When the last Harry Potter book came out, I read it out loud with my best friend - we alternated chapters. I get real quiet when I'm angry and real loud when I'm content, and the best way to earn a whole lot of back-handed sincerity is to become my good friend.

I love tough old biddies and guys my age who can shut the hell up and listen. You probably should be aware, browsing my favorites or deviantWatches can be NSFW - if it's a gorgeous man or a soulful woman, odds are I'll fave you as soon as I see it. Here's the first journal entry in the rest of this journal's life, 'cause Lord knows if there's a critical mass for useless internet chronicles, I'm going to be the one to hit it.


-Peace