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displaced Northumbrian now residing in the depths of a bad-to-middling suburban nightmare in Farnborough where I manage an alternative night club & no longer moonlight as a film extra(ordinaire).
I am the sanest person I know. I would have a certificate to prove it but it got lost at the Royal Mail Sorting Office. Sometimes it just happens.
Just over a quarter of a century has been squandered heedlessly on a mainly happy lifestyle. Some of the happiest times were had in the bath. It's a lovely space to think and ponder & get clean.
Do not ask me about religion, politics, time or chaos. Do not ask why unless you think you might have a spare couple of weeks of your life which you won't necessarily want back.
I like to follow roads, paths & tangents to see where they lead, how they get there & whether or not it was worth it in the end. Generally it is but not for the reasons on which I started.
Currently I'm obliged to take a torch into the toilet with me to read since the lightbulb blew a month or so ago & the ceiling is too high to be able to change it.
I also like going through the rank user things and giving everyone a ten. I haven't yet worked out why yet.
Philosophy, theology & other words ending with 'ogy' completely fascinate me from an anthropological point of view but my degree is in media. Something went awry there. Or perhaps not. Perhaps I'd planned it all along.
I've always wanted to do so many things but there's too many to know where to start. & that's ok. I've come to terms with that. I've come to terms with myself. I've come to terms with the universe. I've not yet come to terms with you but like Bob Dylan, we're getting there.
Morally flexible, misanthropist & perfect. Luke.x