Okay. This is tongue-in-cheek (for you literalists), but I got with the standard 'who am I' BS. Want to know more? Just ask. Chatting isn't a lifetime commitment.
Who am I? Well, there are many theories about that.
Some think I'm an alien from another planet. Others think that I got a whiff of some type of caustic chemical and mutated, developing super human powers. Or maybe I'm a plant, sent by a foreign power for some sinister purpose.
Some think that I'm the spawn of Satan.
Others think that I'm the result of a government experiment gone wrong. Or maybe I'm an escapee form a mental institution, posing as a student while he secretly plans to turn everyone into a bowl of oatmeal.
Could be a patient in a mental institute, who thinks I'm an audio engineer, and torments himself with a hellish fantasy for some unknown reason. Actually the truth is much more simple.... I was dropped on my head as a kid
I'm the proverbial "nice guy". While I'm not shy about talking to women socially. Its nearly impossible for me to ask someone I don't know out. (Usually if I'm interested in someone - they're already involved. The few times I realized someone was interested in me - I ended up with a stalker.)
If you got through all that without running, screaming in terror. I'll lay it out. Most if the time, I work nights Thursday through Sunday. Which makes it hard to meet normal people. The 9 to 5 crowd don't like to go out during the week.