I'm a weird neuro-atypical (or maybe just mildly insane) nerd who has aspirations of being a crust-punk, but lacks the commitment (I invite you to ponder the absurdity of that). I stick bits of steel together for a living and I don't completely hate it (but it's probably poisoning me). You can effectively divide my life into 'before I tried cannabis' and 'after', and I consider the 'after' to be a vast improvement. I'm writing a fantasy novel with extremely niche (fetishy) subject matter in my free time, and there was a time I wanted to get into comics, but then I realized how long it takes to actually tell a story that way. I listen to death metal and the lyrics often really speak to me, and I kind-of wish society would just burn already (but preferably sometime after I've finished and published my novel!)