The name is 5882.

That's wild. My Grandfather's (step-grandfather actually) was an O'Byrne. Maybe we're related :yikes:

It really is ideal to live either alone or with a friend who generally operates on the same wavelength. It's tortuous (and so dreadfully boring) living with other people otherwise. I do often wish I lived with someone who would marathon Buffy and The Outer Limits with me while painting cow skulls and/or drinking moonshine, but if I did I may not have the option to be pants-less all the time so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ it's hard to say.

WTF the designs are going off the ****ing page!

5882 converted to letters, that's "Ehhb". Which is close to "Heeb", which sounds like Herb. There's a name you could go with :thumb: (even if it sounds kind of lame).

Or you can call it Spot.

Doesn't sound like the highest demands ever made though. Btw, what's with the cow-skull thing? You're a fan of Danish rock band D-A-D or something?;)

https://rockguitaristen.files.wordpr...14/11/dad2.jpg

I'd have to basically destroy my entire personality to be able to compromise with anything but a rare handful of the population, and that's not even accounting for if we actually had any romantic chemistry. It's as much survival as it is narcissism afaic.

I honestly don't know why I have any of my various fixations and interests. I basically just shot out of the womb this way. (And skulls are just nice.)

I'll be honest, I'd probably just paint a bunch of dicks on the cow skull and then throw a handful of glitter at it before the paint dried.