Hello (presumed) human. I am the SternenklarenRitter. My hobby is college, despite the expectation that I will never work a job my degrees qualify me for. Despite being a guy comfortable in a guy's body, I sometimes wonder if I'm actually the reincarnation of those dusty misogynistic anachronistic Victorian era stereotypes about women from the mid 1700s. I am unpredictable, physically weak, crack quickly under pressure, my mood seems to change with the phases of the moon, cry on a nearly daily basis, refuse to stand my ground when challenged or threatened, rely on speaking agreement and promising things I neither intend nor believe as a way to pacify yelling, am predisposed to hysterics, fall in love with anyone almost instantly, and my current life goal is to be a parent. I consider myself 60% male and 20% female, while the remainder is unable to discern the difference in any meaningful way. I call myself a dude or a guy, but not a man because all men like American Football, which is my anathema.