seeking a roommate

I have an IQ of 196 and am seeking a roommate of my same mental capacity with whom I can engage in casual conversations about quantum mechanics and theoretical astrophysics. I am smarter than 99% of the people I encounter; however being as insanely smart as I am can be quite a burden. For instance, I can never win arguments because the reason I'm right is too complex to explain within the attention span of my opponent. Alas, nobody understands my plight. I often stay up at night reading Chaucer and contemplating the repercussions of false philosophy. I love astounding everybody in the library by finishing a 419 page novel in just under 100 minutes. I am also a passionate artist and musician. Just earlier I heard a door squeak a melodic minor 7th, something only a true musician would realize. Last night I wrote a poem while in a club. Of course I of all people would stop dancing in the middle of a dance floor at 11:40 at night and start to ponder about the decay of our society. How disquieting the institution of superficiality in contemporary culture is. We exist in a zeitgeist bastardization of those principles our forefathers strove to exemplify. If you're going to be my roommate you must enjoy classical, enchanting tunes; not the talentless, computerized sounds that the modern generation "listens" (if you can even call it that) to. You must also agree with me on the following points:
- The black race holds itself back, and is not being held back by other races
- The middle east needs to go
- Gender identity issues are a mental illness
- You 100% can work your way out of poverty, people who think otherwise are just lazy and thus show why they are in poverty.
If you meet all of my qualifications, I will potentially consider you as a possible roommate.

P.S. I could have gotten more intellectual with my profound vocabulary but decided to dumb it down so that your lesser minds could fully comprehend the meaning of my words.

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You know, it's a funny thing.

I am a atheist intellectual philosopher. I was actually diagnosed with Asperger's syndrome when I was 7. When I was a toddler, I nearly starved before my parents figured out they'd have to separate my food and arrange it by color and size.

When I went to school, I was literally unable to look people in the eye. Every day, I would go to class and look around the floor and wonder why all the dirt was there. I thought my classmates were crazy because I can't distinguish between voices and I thought they were arguing with themselves.

When I went to high school, I joined the electronics AND computer clubs so I could spend more time with electronics. It wasn't really the equipment-- I had my own Pentium III running Arch at home-- but the *smell* of the solder that I was going for.

That's why, in my group home, I installed Gentoo-- for ease of use, you understand-- on everyone's computers and moved into the attic the first chance I got. I fantasized about smells and workings of equipment and would sometimes steal people's routers and install OpenWRT on them.

Naturally, I picked up Anime somewhere along the line. Some serious discussion forum, I guess.

Right now, I'm teaching a software development class.

Yet this post and its poster are somehow more autistic than I.