Quick little thing real fast, I keep getting questions about my photos, so yeah. The first one is my outside my old apartment in Portland drinking wine on the fire escape. The second one is me stopping on the way to Country Fair (It's this big hippie thing outside of Eugene, OR where I used to live, everyone goes to it.) And the last picture is me streaking through town drunk whilst covered in paint. Fun night.

My name is Michelangelo (yes, really.) I'm a transplant to MA from Portland, OR. I'm new here and don't really know anything about New England.

I'm a man who is doomed to an existence of always falling short of my potential because I have absolutely no ambition nor any desire to acquire it. I don't want to be "successful", I don't want a "career", I just want to live life to the fullest. I want to travel the world, do incredibly stupid things, and even some just incredible ones. I don't care about living to old age. I think I will, but I'm not to keen on the idea really. I do not care about societal standards for success.

I will feel fulfilled if I: Ride a moped through Bangkok, cross Siberia on the Trans Siberian Railroad, walk on the Great Wall of China, play chess in Central Park in NYC, get drunk in Ireland, learn French in France, see La Pieta in Rome, do karaoke in Japan, get into a deep conversation with the world about why just because I'm drunk doesn't mean it's OK for it to start spinning so fast in Prague, cause a ruckus of some sort in Paris, get soaking wet in London, go hiking in Spain, in the summer, with wine and no water, drink vodka in a seedy bar in Moscow, get stranded in the Australian outback for a few hours, figure out a way to hang out in Iran for a few weeks, get ripped off in Morocco, live in a slum anywhere for a least a month, do yoga in India, get kicked out of at least one country permanently, etc. There's so many things to do out there in the world (like bungee jump in the Grand Canyon) that I just don't want to waste my time working a 9-5 job just to pay a stupid mortage on a stupid house. I'll work enough to cover some cheap rent, gas, and a ticket to some concert I've never hear of while I'm living in Germany. Rather than tie myself to some house here and go "on vacation." I want my life to be a working vacation. So yeah, most likely I'm going work a lot illegally, and yeah, most likely I'll spend most of my life being poor, but I'll have lived damnit.

So that should give you a good idea what kind of person I am right there, but in order to kill time I'll continue.

Stranger in a Strange Land is pretty much my religion. Read it and grok with me water brother.

I am in a long term committed relationship with eyeliner. If you seek to disrupt this it will not go well for you. You have been warned.

I'm Roma. Not Romanian. Not Roman. Roma. AKA Gypsy.

I'm also gadjo in a way.

I'm a total nerd, who loves to watch anime, star trek, read The Silmarillion and try to fill in blanks in LOTR lore, play video games and go out to the bar get drunk, dance, and wake up still drunk wondering where I am.

I love playing and watching sports in person, and soccer and football I can handle on t.v., but I've never played on a team and I hate talking about sports.

I read obsessively, download my music and movies illegally, drink my shot of whiskey with two cubes of ice or straight, NEVER full on the rocks, run linux, mountain bike, drink really good black coffee, straight espresso (Starbucks is absolute ****. How do you drink there? It's ****ing AWFUL!) and black tea with milk and sugar. I sweeten my tea, but not my coffee.

I get my steaks medium rare or rare. I tried being a vegetarian once with my friend. We ate exactly the same food and everything; I lost ten pounds in a week (and I was underweight to begin with) got a horrible cold and felt weak constantly, he did fine and is still a vegetarian. So I tried, it failed, maybe I could do it differently, maybe the diet just worked for his body, but needed to be tweaked for mine or whatever, but the fact is, I have canines for a reason, and I feel healthier with meat in my diet, so it's staying.

I'm an excellent cook by the by, even if you don't eat meat or are flat out vegan. I have enough friends that are vegetarian or vegan that I learned how to cook some good dishes that for them too, plus, I actually like vegan and vegetarian food, I just can't live on it. I love tofu. Mmmmm.

I watch movies a ridiculous amount, nearly always have music going, and read whenever I'm not doing something else.

Fitchburg has a bookstore called the Rabbit Hole. It's selection is beautiful. They have Neil Gaimen. They have a philosophy section. They have the entire Sword of Truth series. They had Frieda Kahlo's reproduced journal. And they sell records. So beautiful I damn near cried.

I'm beyond ridiculous.

I'm the kind of person that people frequently ask, "How are you real?" or "How do you even exist?" Normally they say it with a kind of laughing tone, but sometimes it's almost as if they're looking at an alien. They get this weird wide-eyed wonder look on their face and I start to feel slightly creeped out.