At this juncture, I am most interested in making my life as interesting as possible. To that end, I'm always down for just about anything. "Wanna drive to Long Island for no reason?" says a friend. "Fuck yeah I do," I respond. "Hey I know its three in the morning but you wanna go running through the park?" another friend asks. "Why the hell not," I say. "Hey, wanna come get your ass kicked in Jeopardy by Watson, that IBM supercomputer?" someone else queries. "Abso-(infixed expletive deleted)-lutely."
I DO NOT like to just accept my world as is without analyzing why it is such. I enjoy any conversation which broadens my understanding. (If you think I'm full of shit and everybody likes to think they're perceptive, see the "things I think about" section.) I could win prizes at over-analyzing stuff.
I'm told that I have extremely good prospects as I'm allegedly verifiably intelligent. As the years wear on I become more and more mystified by this assessment.
I self-identify as a nerd, and on a scale where 1 is "briefly into Dragonball Z in sixth grade" and 10 is "Live action roleplaying guru," I'd say I rank around a 7-8. To give you an idea; I play a lot of videogames, know way too god damn much about Star Wars, have played D&D and similar games multiple times, and have played on collegiate-level competitive trivia teams. I have NEVER dressed up in costume for anything, paid more than $10 for anything that could be considered a collectible, and I don't speak nor attempt to speak Japanese. So yeah, that's what I mean by 7-8.
Hopefully this paints a decent enough picture