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Dec. 22nd, 2011 05:11 amCasual hello.
I suppose a new "personal" journal - I use the quotes of condescension because I doubt I'll use this thing much, except for establishing an identity on this site - deserves an introductory offering; it is in this spirit that I offer you a primer.
Hi.
I'm Kevin.
Guess that's all you legit need to know OKAY FINE FUCK i'll do it right this time stop hitting me
I'm a 24-year-old college failout, currently entering his third year working for Target. I'm a cisgendered dude, and I cannot provide an identifying term for my sexuality because I don't believe in the oversimplification they imply.
I spend my time with the old Lightning Box, and pretending to be loobians on the internet. I am able to go to sleep with a smile on my face for one reason alone: I jealously guard my dream of the future, a future in which I will be able to commit my mortal mind and soul to an unfeeling metal vessel, from which I might wage my war of conquest across the stars.
I shall be known as Godbreaker, Reaper of Worlds.
Also, I shall have a pet bear. His name shall be Majordomo Fluffykins.
He shall be my actual majordomo.
With that mental image firmly ensconced in your think-pans, I bid you all a fond goodnight.
I suppose a new "personal" journal - I use the quotes of condescension because I doubt I'll use this thing much, except for establishing an identity on this site - deserves an introductory offering; it is in this spirit that I offer you a primer.
Hi.
I'm Kevin.
Guess that's all you legit need to know OKAY FINE FUCK i'll do it right this time stop hitting me
I'm a 24-year-old college failout, currently entering his third year working for Target. I'm a cisgendered dude, and I cannot provide an identifying term for my sexuality because I don't believe in the oversimplification they imply.
I spend my time with the old Lightning Box, and pretending to be loobians on the internet. I am able to go to sleep with a smile on my face for one reason alone: I jealously guard my dream of the future, a future in which I will be able to commit my mortal mind and soul to an unfeeling metal vessel, from which I might wage my war of conquest across the stars.
I shall be known as Godbreaker, Reaper of Worlds.
Also, I shall have a pet bear. His name shall be Majordomo Fluffykins.
He shall be my actual majordomo.
With that mental image firmly ensconced in your think-pans, I bid you all a fond goodnight.