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Blarobbarg · 04-22-2013, 01:37 AM

I will not claim to be the weirdest person on this site, or in my city, or among my friends... but I will say, when I meet a stranger and then get to know them, they almost always tell me after awhile, "When I first met you I thought you were bizarre/strange/weird/a freak." This isn't exactly conscious, but I have declared a war on normalcy since early teenhood, so there's that.

I listen to outsider music... free jazz, noise, hardcore, black metal, alternative hip hop, ancient blues, ambient- the list goes on. This is not exactly weird around here (it's downright normal, you'd be weirder just listening to classic rock), but around most of America, it's pretty weird.

My mother is a paralegal right wing feministic redneck entrepeneur who homeschools and practices alternative natural medicine. My adopted father is a severely ADD, stoic (but loving) hippie gun nut who grew up in Mexico and makes intricate knives as a hobby. My family makes it a point to "adopt" teenagers whose family sucks and take them in (my younger "brother" is one of these). They're Christians who can't stand church, and consider the social justice and "love everyone" aspects of their faith of utmost importance. They stress working out your problems with others, intercultural communication, and thinking about things logically. I know none of that explains me, but it's where I've come from, and boy has it made me who I am.

I live in Nicaragua as a missionary, taking care of children and serving the oppressed and unloved in whatever way I can. I'll let you come to your own conclusions about that, but it's definitely not normal.

I love to read. That's not REALLY weird, but honestly, among all of the illiterates in Kentucky, I feel like I stand out.

I am a severe GOOD coffee addict. I mean, I cringe when I see pictures on Tumblr of "Starbucks + Anything Else" and it's tagged "coffee." That's not coffee, that's a hot or frozen beverage made out of high fructose corn syrup and the leftover coffee beans from a plantation, burnt and pressed and covered in whipped cream. Don't get me wrong, in a tight spot and in need of caffeine, I will certainly buy a Grande Mochaccinno Latte Frappe or some other similarly bullcrap drink, but I will hate myself for doing so.

There's more, but I'm sick of typing, so there you go.

04-22-2013, 01:37 AM	#72 (permalink)
Blarobbarg Do good. Join Date: Feb 2011 Location: Minneapolis, Minnesota Posts: 2,065	I will not claim to be the weirdest person on this site, or in my city, or among my friends... but I will say, when I meet a stranger and then get to know them, they almost always tell me after awhile, "When I first met you I thought you were bizarre/strange/weird/a freak." This isn't exactly conscious, but I have declared a war on normalcy since early teenhood, so there's that. I listen to outsider music... free jazz, noise, hardcore, black metal, alternative hip hop, ancient blues, ambient- the list goes on. This is not exactly weird around here (it's downright normal, you'd be weirder just listening to classic rock), but around most of America, it's pretty weird. My mother is a paralegal right wing feministic redneck entrepeneur who homeschools and practices alternative natural medicine. My adopted father is a severely ADD, stoic (but loving) hippie gun nut who grew up in Mexico and makes intricate knives as a hobby. My family makes it a point to "adopt" teenagers whose family sucks and take them in (my younger "brother" is one of these). They're Christians who can't stand church, and consider the social justice and "love everyone" aspects of their faith of utmost importance. They stress working out your problems with others, intercultural communication, and thinking about things logically. I know none of that explains me, but it's where I've come from, and boy has it made me who I am. I live in Nicaragua as a missionary, taking care of children and serving the oppressed and unloved in whatever way I can. I'll let you come to your own conclusions about that, but it's definitely not normal. I love to read. That's not REALLY weird, but honestly, among all of the illiterates in Kentucky, I feel like I stand out. I am a severe GOOD coffee addict. I mean, I cringe when I see pictures on Tumblr of "Starbucks + Anything Else" and it's tagged "coffee." That's not coffee, that's a hot or frozen beverage made out of high fructose corn syrup and the leftover coffee beans from a plantation, burnt and pressed and covered in whipped cream. Don't get me wrong, in a tight spot and in need of caffeine, I will certainly buy a Grande Mochaccinno Latte Frappe or some other similarly bullcrap drink, but I will hate myself for doing so. There's more, but I'm sick of typing, so there you go. __________________ https://rateyourmusic.com/~Blarobbarg ｡･::･ﾟ★,｡･::･ﾟ☆　^my RYM^　｡･::･ﾟ★,｡･::･ﾟ☆ (◠‿◠✿)