I never know what to write in these things cause I don't know who I'm talking to.I'm way to complex to describe myself in even 4,000 characters. Some people say I'm really nice and others say I'm an asshole, and I think they're both right. Some days I feel like listening to some Wu Tang and other days I feel like re watching TV show I've seen a hundred times. My coworker once said I was a hipster but my neighbor always calls me a nerd. I don't have any friends because I'm a textbook introvert and I hate socializing in large groups. On the other hand I also crave attention and interaction on a more personal level. Give me a genuine compliment and I'll curse you under my breath, but me a motherfucker an I'll maybe fall in love with you. I don't like to do stuff but that's probably because I have no one to do stuff with. I guess people can't hang with my hardcore habit of sitting in front of my laptop until 2 in the morning everyday and still somehow being surprised it's 2 in the morning. I'm so alone, at least I have a cat that loves me in exchange for food, so I got that going for me. My strong internet connection is probably the only thing that keeps me sane. I'm not bipolar but I wish I was, that would make things so much easier to explain. Whatevs
What I'm doing with my life
MechaGuzilla apparently isn't doing anything with their life, that's unfortunate.
Favouritest of all the things
MechaGuzilla has not written anything about their favouritest of all things.
My darkest secret
Wish I could, but I promised my first-born that I would never reveal who let the dogs out.