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(mm, yes, and here, also, is my intro)
So, you want to know a little bit about me, eh? Well, that’s rather a tall order considering my nature, so I suppose this’ll be rather short.
I’ve lived a long life, several lives, in fact, and, looking back, it seems that the most profound lessons I learned were also the most depressing. Life is cheap; talk is cheap. The last thing I need is people privy to my personal self. Anyhow, letting people know me, really know me, has never done me any good.
A lot of the time I’m unpleasant and overbearing just so people won’t want to. After so many years I guess I’ve become a terribly good actor in that respect. I’m just a fool and a trouble-maker; at least, that’s what I intend for you to see.
There’s no use getting attached when everything has to end. The older I get the less inclined I am to open up to anyone, and it becomes harder and harder to remember what it was really like in the first place. People are fun to mess around with, but never let anyone get too close or you’re in for a world full of hurt.
So, there you are, then. I’m not going to prattle on about my wondrous attributes with overbearing verbosity (which is a sure sign of egomania—the most loathsome of character traits.) I haven’t any purpose or meaning. I’m just another bit of the ferment—moving, eating, and waiting to stop.*
*my tribute to good, old Wolf Larson. ~_^