I'm known as Tasci if you need a name for me. A quiet person, I'm often off in a world of my own, thoughts careful, meticulous and deep. When I actually get to something, I can get so excited as to bounce around it like a hyperactive ferret, trying to find out as much as I can about it from everyone. Very weak social inhibitions, I'll do things like slip unnoticed into a group of one person I know and strangers, and leave the others in the group with the vague sense of "Who was that?" I forget names. I'm also one of those philosophic, hyperbolic tangent people, who usually get from point A to point B more by collapse of the quantum waveform than actual linear travel.
If that made /any/ sense, see a psychologist. Speaking of shrinks, I'm periodically prone to depression, which dramatically reduces my ability to bounce around like a hyperactive ferret. A bit obsessive, I usually get upset when I can't follow a train of thought to its completion. Also some self-esteem problems, probably due to a domineering father, but I typically don't refer to him unless someone asks.
I seem to be on a perpetual quest for self identity. The funny thing is, rationally I can't see any reason to do that. I just keep doing it, like a compulsion or an addiction. I dunno, look how often I use the word 'I'! It's not that I think myself more important than other people, it's just that I don't feel justified in saying anything is absolute without also saying, "As far as I know."
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