Just a guy. Totally lost and confused, and not socially adjusted enough not to say it out loud.

Street Philosopher, Massage Therapist, Secular Exorcist, Ascended Wizard of the Second Order, Notorious Menace, Public Enemy, and a Great Friend to some.

Hobbies: Poetry, Music, Respecting Women, Cyberbullying Children, Digging Holes in the Ground, Gaming, Wizardry and such.

The story so far…

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I am Young Gilgamesh. Fabulous secret knowledge was revealed to me the day I held aloft my mighty fist and said “Fuck you God! I’ll get you one day!” My dog was struck by lightning, and unfortunately passed away. And I became diagnosed with a mental condition! the most powerful man in the observable universe!

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Joined 1 year ago
Cake day: July 11th, 2025
  • “Like” is a strong word. These days it’s more of a tolerate. I tolerate potatoes. I definitely don’t “like” them. And I don’t really know what I like. I ate like 7 kinds of food my whole life, and one of those kinds was a birthday cake. I still remember it. It was almost 8 years ago.

    Where I live, potatoes are a staple food. Everybody eats them because they are cheap and they are cheap because everybody eats them. The wonders of Central Europe. You can buy 1 kg of potatoes for like 20 cents. That’ll feed you for literal days.

    Are you perhaps interested in an exchange of goods? What is the baseline/staple food where you’re from? And what is the average price?