Context
No gender. No pronoun preference. If you find yourself favoring one over any others, please do take a moment to examine why.
The most pale white organism for a mile in any direction. I am not allowed on airport runways because the glare off me might blind the pilots. Also USian. My experiences in society have been shaped accordingly.
There is no other information available about my physical corpus, which I'd actually prefer you not to think of as something that exists if you can help it. If you find you need to know more to interact with me, you do not need to interact with me. You're not missing anything important.
On HRT. What kind is also not relevant.
Discordian and shockingly serious about my batshit goofy joke religion. I'm specifically an Entropic Discordian, which is what you get when you smear some math on it. Crucially, this does not make it any less goofy.
I like to talk about brain stuff and thought stuff and math stuff and narrative stuff and will continue to do so for far too long once I start.
Sometimes I do a words, and I am told I words pretty good.
A good way to explain what you're likely to get out of me as a person is that I am nearly vibrating from overwhelming passion for everything at all times because it's incredible that it exists the way it does. It is exhausting and I cannot turn it off. I just do not seem to have any other setting but "ON!!!!"
I will write a huge number of words about anything at any time and can't really turn that off either. I can't even make the bullet point where I tell you that short, this is the best I got.
My life has recently detonated in a glorious and catastrophic way, and as a result I have even less of an idea what the hell I'm doing than I did before, which is remarkable.
I have been on tumblr for several years and this is the first time I have ever tried to actually interact with it directly.
[rememeber to add witty final point later!!!]
