I'm Tímea, an unemployed asshole living rent-free. I'm pretty useless to the economy so I choose to fill my time with pseudo-intellectual chats with disinterested rich men, an almost-meaningful degree in politics, bullshit hobbies, and making pornos. I prosper greatly in the latter.
One morning I woke up and heard a calling; it was the universe, telling me that my debt to humanity is serving as the messiah of the internet, offering prophetic subtle words of advice
and trashy entertainment to misguided mortals.
Apart from acting like a wise-guy, I also enjoy hair removal appointments, waking up in hotel lobbies, drinking coffee, conducting secret anthropological experiments, and pretending I "get" modern art.
My life dream is to marry a balding Jew and live happily ever after with a yacht, an over-priced Myna bird in my marble living room, and an affair with the pool boy. If the feminists don't like that life dream, I have others. Feel free to ask