Hellsing is my secret anime love. The main character kinda looks like a cross between Vash from Trigun and Vampire Hunter D. It's a vampire-kills-vampires kind of storyline, with some religious paraphernalia thrown in for good measure. Precisely my type of cartoon. I'm the kind that likes her sex with violence, to be quite honest. The idea of vampires utterly satisfies both of those. There's not too much else to say about the story, lest I ruin the thrill of discovering it for yourself ;}. However, I do have to say this: Some anime critics have decided that Hellsing is a knockoff, and that the discerning anime fan should bypass it altogether. I feel that what sets it apart is, quite simply, style. You've got to see it to believe it. Check it out!! www.hellsing.nu



I chose this to illustrate my general disdain for my peers. I'm all for getting weird and having fun, just not in such a base, animalistic manner. That sentiment may sound the opposite of above Hellsing blurb(gemini again!), but there's a tiny difference. The difference is in the fact that the vampires use their higher mental faculties in the hunt, while teenagers on average just go on their first impulse. Not to mention that they make no effort to show their education, mostly because they didn't pay attention enough to absorb anything. I am firmly opposed to behavior like getting drunk and flashing people on television as though it were something to be proud of. If I want to do anything similar, gol darn it, I'll do it away from the exploitative realm of college frat boys with cameras. That, probably, is the heart of the matter. That they're so willing to sell themselves to any eyes that pry. My imagined superiority to them comes from my selectiveness, I would guess. I would do those things in an environment that would still lend me respect as an intelligent human being with a mind that knows what's going on. God, teens suck.



I love really odd, abstract kinds of pictures and film clips and whatever. The stuff that makes you wonder about what exactly the observers were thinking when they captured it. What kind of situation were the subjects supposed to be in? What were they doing and why? Especially with the implications of the weird lighting and camera angles. That fractured seriousness. A lot of my favorite artists and musicians use those techniques to convey feelings of obscurity and alienation, which begs the question, do I like them because they do that, or do I like that because they do it? An endless, beginningless Moebius strip of a cycling discussion. Just like me!! Aaaauuuuuuggggghhhh!!!!!




No bio page would be complete without pictures of friends. Unfortunately, my three main friends are composed of an amorphous substance that can't be photographed within the range of light seen by the human eye. They appear perfectly normal, except for when you attempt those cute little snapshots. This picture is of all three of them outside my house in their silliest poses. Couldn't tell, could you? Now you see what I mean.

Well, that's it. I did mention it would be pitiful. It was the best I could do under the circumstances, so don't whine. Please don't whine, okay? Thanks for coming!

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