User Profile

I'm 21 years old, and I currently live in Calgary. Before that, I lived in Vancouver. Before that, random places across Europe. Before that, briefly in Ireland. Before that, England. Before that, here, where I was born and raised.

I lived here until I graduated from High School in 2003. I started working as a masonry laborer until I could afford to buy a ticket across the Atlantic and have money for half a month of food. My three best friends were stupid enough to come with me, one of whom was originally born in Oxfordshire. We bought an empty flat, scavenged furniture from back alley-ways, and often ate a surprising array of meals that I scrapped together out of flour, water, rice, and a few spices. Two of us worked on a production line for BMW, the other worked in a warehouse, and I worked as a bartender in a back-alley pub.

After a year, the other three headed back to start University. I wasn't particularly eager to head back, so when our rent expired they took a flight to Canada and I took a boat across the Irish sea. I lived in various hostels and found a few places where I could work for rent, and spent a few months exploring the country of my grandparents origin. After that I got restless, took a flight to Spain, and made my way east. I had the forethought to buy all the passes and etc. to take the european train network as far as it went, and found creative ways to take care of things like eating and sleeping along the way.

Next summer I borrowed the money for a ticket home and applied to the University of British Columbia. I spent a year there working towards an undergraduate in Biological Sciences, and the year after I came home to work full-time so as to get enough money for next year. Which brings us up to today.

I'm currently home, working full-time to earn as much as I can before next spring. One of my three closest friends is here, working to earn his apprenticeship. All the rest of my friends are either off at school or in the army. That any of my friends, much less a significant portion of them, would chose the latter is a source of unease for me.

So that's where I am. Who I am is even more inconsistent. If I had to pick a word, it would be polymorphous. I tend to talk a lot, which is something you may have noticed. Especially when talking about myself. Most of what I say shouldn't be counted upon though, I'm an exceptional liar and terrible at telling the truth. I'm also a very quiet person. Really it depends on the context in which you know me, and who I feel like being. I like to repeat my mistakes. I've practiced them enough to be able to confidently get out of them. New mistakes happen anyway, and I'll usually go over them once or twice to get things down pat.

I read anything I can find, and I'll often dive single-mindedly into one subject and discover countless related knowledge along the way. Tangents abound. I am obsessed with learning everything, and as everything is interconnected, if you get me started talking about something, I will not stop until stopped. My dialouge is subject to Newton's three laws of motion. I tear through fiction as fast as non-fiction, wherever I live books simply accumulate around me.

In essence, I want to learn everything. The sciences, the arts, philosophy, everything.
I have a tendency to destroy everyone and everything around me, both unintentionally and by design. I not only kill the things I love, I generally kill everything in close proximity. I have shotgun emotions.

As I mentioned before, I have three close friends. Aside from those two, my interactions with people are complicated and never entirely true. If you want to be my friend, don't trust me too much. Yes, the number jumped from three to two in the first few sentances, and both counts are accurate. I also have a tendancy to simply walk away from anyone or anything without warning. I up and quit every job I had with only a few days notice, and twice with no notice at all. I've been friends with people for years, and then just quietly went away without explenation or reason. Generally all my relationships, friendly or romantic, terminate with them simply discovering one day that I was gone. You could say that with regard to every aspect of my life, I am simply the empty space beside you when you awake one morning. I'm not sure why I do this, but I can't explain why I do most everything else I do either. If you can do the same for yourself, you're too boring for my taste. I periodically abandon my two best friends as well. They just know that I'll always be back in the afternoon.

Most people assume I'm agnostic, which isn't entirely accurate. I've spent my entire life in prolonged debates about philosophy and religion with the second of my two closest friends. Or is it the first? He is no longer entirely catholic. I am no longer a complete void of morality. We still don't agree on anything.

There's a lot more, but I'd lie about it all anyway. People are extremely unreliable when talking about themselves, even when they actually try to be truthfull. So don't believe too much. After all, I edit this constantly. Also, I overuse commas. Doesn't everyone these days?