I am a regularly confused person with mixed feelings on where he is going in life and a sense of discontent with himself that he has not yet reconciled with reality. Also, I write overly pretentious self-summaries on dating websites. If I could make a living off words that don't make sense, by god, I would be rich.
The more time I spend on this website, the more I become convinced that I may well be its most boring man. I see profiles with stuff like, "I am always being creative, I volunteer at a hospital for mentally disabled animals with drug addictions before spending my evenings at an orphanage for disenfranchised White Martians, and then I get three hours of sleep while simultaneously practicing photography and cliff-diving needlepoint." And I think, "well, I, uh...I played some Morrowind today." This place is giving me a complex.
So, everything above this line was written two years ago. Now, 8/2/2013, I am finally adding this sentence: I am dealing with this complex by trying to do more shit. That's right: Only took me two years to figure that one out. I'm a quick one.