Aboot

Chiamattt, as an identity, was born at a computer in a basement bedroom of a middle class bungalow in a suburb of Toronto during the mid-to-late 1990s. The nom de guerre Chiamattt was never intended to last as long as it has. Prior to Chiamattt, and in quick succession, there were identities like Cider, Canadarules, and Copland, but for various reasons Chiamattt remained and was never replaced; that is unless the abbreviation Chiam is considered a replacement.

There are so many things I want to explain about my life experiences back in high school and university. Sadly, those periods of my life feel so very distant and all that is left are recollections, memory fragments, and one or two sentence stories. I must admit, I have done a piss poor job saving and archiving my offline and online life. The word disjunctive comes to mind.

Without going into greater detail, the person I am today is a product of the phases, the travels, the ups, the downs, the experiences, and perhaps most importantly, the people I befriended, loved, and hated.

I am Chiamattt, and I am addicted to cigarettes, alcohol, foreplay, photography, cursing, and simple white dress shirts. While I am smoking, drinking, foreplaying, photographing, cursing, and wearing simple white dress shirts, I sometimes enjoy listening to music.