These hobbies that may seem to define me are nothing more than habitual pastimes. What I really am is someone who loves when other people are laughing. I'm not afraid to be an idiot or part of a band of them.
I'm not a refined person. I'm completely rough around the edges. I'm not cultured. I am a connoisseur of cretins, a professional plebian, a sultan of sodomy...oh wait. Ignore that one. Guess I can't be called the master of maturity...
I feel like I need something that expresses how introspective and thoughtful I can be, but I doubt I'll be able to convince you of that by describing myself. I don't look very far into the future normally. I'm glad to have solid ground and a path to walk on. Sometimes though, sometimes I meet people that make me want to keep up with their jog.
I do regret parts of my life. I will continue to regret them until I find something that makes this all worth it. I figure that the worst case is I become one of those people at 50 years old that finds a new passion for painting or living monastically.