I'm a determined skeptic, towards both myself and the world around me, rarely ever accepting any piece of knowledge at face value as a fact (although, I suppose to some people, this can be seen as both a good and a bad thing, because it also means I'm harshly critical towards myself (and to some other people, it's a bad thing because fedoras and euphoria and other bullshit that is, in my opinion, unfairly co-opted with the label "skeptic" because of the embarrassing and shameful actions of a handful of people calling themselves skeptics)). I'm always trying to juggle a thousand ideas at once, listening to a lecture or podcast about one thing while reading an article or essay about something completely unrelated, and being capable of fully comprehending both. Thanks to the magic of the internet, I have an in-depth understanding of the history of video games, but that doesn't really help me that much, it's mostly just some fun trivia. I have a seriously badass set of long, dark hair that girls have very often on occasion asked to play with (not in the kinky way, unfortunately). Aside from that, I'm a lazy, condescending, pseudo-intellectual who thinks he's a super-genius just because he doesn't like bending over for "the man".
