I'm
CalabiYau.
These things are me too:
Writer, graphic artist, coin polisher, connoisseur of Doomsday scenarios, pc tech,
Barney torturer, martial artist, Practitioner of the
Black Arts Level IV (just beneath the
Kwisatz Haderach, just above Abe Vigoda), Possessor of Unholy Knowledge Concerning War and the Means of its Waging III (Esq.), and some would say slightly odd. As in, "Good God, he's batshit crazy! Don't make eye contact, honey!" I deny this in the strongest terms, since I'm totally normal.
I'm also a fan of moonlit walks in seedy parks, ice cream, death metal, and absolutely
dreamy girls. Oh, and colony drops. Too few of those these days.
... and flowers (for any absolutely
dreamy girls still reading). I Definitely like
those.
I also happen to like anime. I assure you that it is mere coincidence and that I'm not a stalker. After all, the rate of infection is stupid high, yo. Since the rate is so high, it is in fact a further sign of my average status. As you can see, I am acceptably plebeian in all respects, and that I do in fact possess two entirely functional nostrils, Abner and Bert. Any good olfactormancer can tell you that a good
subliminal nostril flare is the basis of any propitious relationship (normal). I used to be the graphic designer for my local anime club (R.I.P.), and I've been collecting since '92 (i.e. utterly normal).
My blood type is "Hammertime." I mean "normal."
I can feel the bonds of trust growing. I look forward to many nostril flares between us (all totally subliminal, I assure you).
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