went to make this greeter then got distracted and started typing out the song i was listening to instead
guess thats as good an introduction as anything to how my brain works
names dave full names david or you can call me d since there seem to be quite a few fuckers with my name running around
what about you whats your name
here i am hours late to your follow back finally making this greeter because i just spent the last few hours trying to escape from a giant cat
im sure you can just imagine how much fun that was yknow fleeing for ones life and all
i think i lost a few tailfeathers
anyway im red whats up
👀 + What are your interests. Food. Hobbies. Colors. Animals. Etc.
send my muse “👀 + a question” and they’ll have to answer with 100% honesty.
Fuck off, dude.
Cliche Dirk alt shit. I like robotics. I build things. I built a kid some shades to help correct his overlapping cones that caused his colorblindness, and I’m building an AI program a body right now.
And, yeah, whatever, I like horses a little bit sometimes, sue me. I like dogs, too. And orange. I’m not particularly wedded to any colors in general, but if I have to pick at least one, it might as well be my brand.
I also like gardening. I’m OK at it. Not great, but OK. I did some gardening when I crashed, it helped me think and keep myself grounded. Probably for obvious reasons. And there’s something about the self-sufficiency that comes from growing your own food, some sort of stability in there, that’s reassuring, along with a handful of good but irrelevant memories.
I told you about the food. I like Mexican food. I like Indian food, too. Really spicy shit. It murders me every time, but I don’t mind. I was so flavor-devoid growing up, I’d rather inhale all of it now.
And. I don’t know. I’m kind of getting into military history, too, particularly revolutionary history. It sounds really fucking nerdy and it absolutely is and I know that. But I was alone when I did it, I knew what my brother had done and that’s about it. It’s nice to be able to see other people who rebelled and revolted, even if they’re dead, and feel like there’s someone else out there who understood. Whatever their reasons were. Assassination attempts, government overthrows, it’s all cool to me, now fuck off.