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====[ PASSIONS

• Topological inversion (the inside-out transformation). When you do 1/x, you’re turning the real line inside out around the 1D circle of 1 and -1.
• Null hypersurfaces (the null cone and event horizons).
• The tangent function. At one point, it has both positive AND negative infinite values! A single point! Also, it reminds me of tangerines.

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====[ EDUCATION

• Valedictorian of Computer Sci dept.
• Masters in digital security.

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====[ PREVIOUS EMPLOYMENT

Won 3 awards: I designed and built a neutron embrittlement gizmo, 3D skyshine software, and a tricorder that told the feds what's in the rusty, leaking barrels the Mafia dumped off Jersey.

Me designing stuff:

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Social retardation and AvPD (psychotic-level shyness) IRL render me (literally) unable to look at people or talk above a whisper. I have no idea why I'm so different online.

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See the rest of this comic.

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====[ CURRENT EMPLOYMENT

A goofy, bewildered autistic with super powers is still a goofy, bewildered autistic. No one admires smart people. No one cares what you know. They only notice the goofy bewildered autistic stuff.

Unspeakable grotesque cringe social disasters made me walk off my job and left me a burned-down, bummed-out wreckage. I abandoned "humanity" and lived alone in the woods for 3 years.

I now do "sex worker" work for a group house of lazy academics in exch for a room & food. (Ex: Academic = adjunct professor. Lazy = I have to correct his students' papers.

Knowledge is not power.

It's not much more disgusting than working in the UM dining hall. I'm lazy as hell now, but sometimes I miss my old life.

I was dynamic and respectable and won awards. But they were in front of people who had to applaud through forced smiles and gritted teeth. They hated me because things they struggled with were in fact, actually simple. But that's not MY fault!

I'm a genetic mutant, like the X-Men. Even though I'm helpful and nice, they treat me like I'm the Elephant Man kind of mutant.

Truth is not beauty, either.

Write that down. Tell it to your kids.

The hell with wasting my Jedi super powers. The hell with being friendly and failing. The hail with airy thang.

I don't have to do a lick of work now. You could be dead and do my job. I lay in bed naked all day, lighting joints with Force Lightning from my finger.

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It turns out, you can decide not to care.

More than you want.