Hi.

This post has absolutely no meaning, just like the rest of the posts you're going to read for the weeks, months and years to come - assuming you'll find my intellectual junk reasonably engaging to stick around for that long. I don't have a target audience and  hope to never go down that road, although anyone who's not part of the global stupidity movement is more likely to relate to my meaningless rants and show the tiniest bit of empathy.

As the great rulers of pseudo-intellectuality would also say, I'm sapiosexual, except I have a different understanding of intelligence and its manifestation. This would make me the enemy of pseudo-intellectuals, and by no means a genuine intellectual.  

Dealing with human stupidity is my only moving tale of woe. I cry because people are stupid and that makes me sad. Hence, I hate stupid people, and you will notice that many of my future writing endeavours will emerge from my anger towards the cretins and twits I've had (or will have had) the misfortune of meeting.

Ah, I should have answered this question a few paragraphs ago. Who am I? A regular individual with plenty of common sense to share with others, who's also a fan of wit, satire, twisted humour and of course procrastination. The latter is often achieved through random activities such as taking unusually long walks, entertaining oneself with books and unplanned social encounters, playing video games and gradually panicking with every sunrise closer to the deadline.     

I'm female, and probably not shagadelic enough to take selfies with Playstation controllers or wear tees that spell out GEEK. That's also stupid and it makes me sad. 

Disclaimer: Neither this blog, nor its author were meant to act intelligent in any way, or present its readers with meaningful content, as previously stated in the beginning of this post.