Jesus man, you sound just about like my twin. Though I haven't any pets. But same same, body build, age (give or take a couple years), don't care about music, don't have any exact style beyond non-descript, that's my style, non-descript. Computers interesting, but no wizz, don't eat much, white, blondish hair, blue eyes.
I'm not Mr. Happy myself, (I'm on a suicide-forum right), but I'm not suicidal at this moment. A while back I read Tony Robbins (the motivational guru), although his books are rather phoney, I think what he's saying boils down to pop-existentialism, which ought to be palatable to any twenty-something morbid-bloke. One thing that stuck out that Tony said was "copy others to get the same result." Rather than me telling you 'people do care about you and will miss you' because of course excepting your mom, if she's still alive, no one will care when you're gone, and that's the truth.
I left the Anglo-colony I grew up in and went to Asia four years ago. Traveled to various dangerous places, used drugs and hookers and tore around on a motorcycle (which I sold yesterday, cause I'm leaving this country soon for a six month back-pack trip that will (insh'allah) end in Central Asia. The point is, once you see that your life is worth nothing and can be thrown away, that's when you're really free. You can now do all the shit that a more cautious person wouldn't. For one, get out of the first-world, it's tight and lawful and no wonder you don't want to live there. Or, how about the out-back, that would be a little closer? Also, you need to take some big risks, that's what makes you feel alive. Sometimes you loose; I had amoebic colitis for almost a year and couldn't get any treatment for it; not very pleasant let me tell you. I've also collected a few nasty STDs, but nothing that wasn't possible to treat --at least so far. I've had three motorcycle crashes too --that was very exciting. Also been mugged in the south of Morocco (that wasn't very fun, I was scared shitless).
Anyway, I'll keep my eyes peeled for any more of your posts. If you can, I'd love a travel partner for some more sketchy places in the spring time, if you're reckless enough, perhaps we can meet in Istanbul or something in May or June and head into Georgia, Armenia and Iran. That's sort of my plan right now but I'm pretty nervous about going alone. Heck if I had someone to go with, we could check out Beruit too. Be in touch. (Shouldn't cost too much except for the flight out of Oz.)
(EDIT: Don't worry about girls dude. We can get you a hot-ass-chick in Romania.)