A number of individuals have been demanding that I post more frequently (okay, so maybe it was more like one person…but who’s counting?) and what can be a greater affirmation of one’s self-worth than to learn that someone actually wants to hear more about your day-to-day life (apart from being told what a freakishly large penis you have)?However, I never intended for this blog to feature daily confessional postings because that would only make it start sounding like its some sort of…blog!The truth is that I secretly detest the burgeoning new blog culture (yes, I’m a self-hating blogger) and I would like to think I have much more fun sophisticated things to do besides rattling on about the banality that is my life.Is that a contradiction?No.(Don’t argue with me, I’m a philosopher.)
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I am an intellectual packrat—with interests ranging from quantum physics and evolutionary psychology to involuntary celibacy and professional onanism. Stuffed Koala bears freak me out (I had a bad experience okay) and I absolutely despise the colour orange. In fact, I think the colour orange should be banned. (Indigo on the other hand is a colour I can appreciate…you can never have too much indigo!) And while we’re on the topic of pet peeves, why is it that badgers are always so damn grouchy. All they do is sleep, shag, and eat honey and berries all day; what could they possibly have to be grumpy about? Okay, I’m done ranting. No wait, one more tid-bit you need to know about me. There are two things I hate more than anything else: (1) overly simplistic dichotomies and (2) the people that make them.