Who am I? What am I? Where am I? Questions asked by the utterly deranged very sane people.
I go by many names. They call me hell, Stacey, Her, two liters, Worm Ahura Mazda, the grand canyon, smelly pellet, God Emperor of FCC violations (with a capital G), Vsauce, occlupanid-ologist, rabid, Whom it may concern, Gleebnorg, Hey Stop That, and fire extinguisher (To whom I am hardly aquainted with).
But 0x1EA7BEE5 is a sufficient name
I'm an early twenty-something (legally old enough to drink die in a war) year old radio engineer, but I prefer the title of Professional Wireless Bitch [derogatory]. I am very fond of computers (bordering on vaguely sexual), I am an "artist" of sorts, and I am a hoarder of knowledge that will has put me on a watch list. I love silly-maxxing and my friends, hate the smell of sebum and loud noises that I didn't make, and I would have probably been one of those meowing nuns, had I been born in the "good ol' days".
I'm based in Austin TX in the Flesh World. I'm friends with enough freaks [affectionate] that it's quite likely that you, my dear reader, and I may cross paths. If this ever happens, don't be shy and say hi. Also don't ask me about my plans for August 21st of 2026 and the unlicensed sparkly pink device in my purse.