Pacucho

About me? As in, of or concerning me? I'm just one of those lowly creatures, like all the rest that shuffle around on the earth's surface. Not much to remark about, but for the curious, I'll try. On the biographical: Basically, I'm a breather and seem to have been born mostly to do this single, recurring action. Genetically, sort of a mix of bent mirror images of my parents and ancestors. My dad I think of as a jolly but cynical robot; and my mother as some kind of dancing logic fairy. I love them both, but separately… very separately. Anglican features, mostly, with one eyebrow permanently raised in untrusting cynicism/curiosity. I move and talk slowly and deliberately, choosing my words and motions carefully, and hardly ever stay in one place. My actual personality you will find buried beneath layers upon layers of mechanisms for social adaptability - I think I lost my real self when I was about 14. A true child of America, with an overwhelming sense of impermanence, divorced parents, no respect for assumed authority, a soft spot for baked beans, and the illusion that I could win any street fight (along with a reasonably over-inflated sense of my own abilities in general). A real prize. I grew up in Oklahoma, but don't know how to rope a calf. I got a Boston education in Chemistry, but I can't mix paint. I have very little discipline in my life that I don't strictly enforce, and generally tire easily of anything which is not continuously surprising and changing. This is ironic though because to surprise me is exceedingly difficult. Most of peoples' shit I have seen before. That's what you have to love about people. They keep coming up with the same old shit. About me? I am who I am, and nothing more. The bunch of words you just read don’t really even scratch the surface… so come and meet me! Even if you hate me we can probably still be friends!This profile was edited with The CricketSoda Myspace Editor