I am Bijju, also known as “Bijju the Great”, “Our Lord and Savior, Bijju”, and sometimes “BijjuGod”. People like to misspell it as “Biju”, or “Bijou”, or “Bijjju”, and other manners of name-f**kery. It may be shortened to “Bij”. The name is simply two syllables I like – it has no significance other than my fondness of the language of English. Now, to get aside from the nature of what I am called and focus more and what I am.
I’m here to play devil’s advocate. I will contradict you, even when I agree with you, and that’s the way it is going to be, unless it’s not how I want it. I’m ornery by nature, and I’m not inclined to change at the moment.
I am a consumer, first and foremost, so I enjoy food, drink, and various sorts of media, ranging from movies to books to music to videos to curry to brussel sprouts. I place importance on history, and you should too. I’m into bugs, marine animals, aviation, and other things that I’ve not the mind to think about at the moment.
But where do you, the reader, stand in relation to me? Well, unless you’re a bombshell hottie with big tits that can prove she’s smarter than me in the first meeting, we’re going to have to spend some time together before I decide whether I like you or not. Don’t worry, I’ll treat everyone just about the same in the end.
Also, if you ever have the urge to tell me to kill myself in any number of gruesome ways, don’t hesitate to type it to me, preferable in all caps.