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My self-summary Propose an edit

Ahh.. the challenge of writing something interesting, but not stupid; factual, but not scary; exaggerated, but not too much so. I'll add more as I see fit; here's what I've come up with so far:

I'm a dork. I'm sentimental. I'm a horrible conversationalist. I'm about average height, I believe. I'm not at all thin, but that doesn't mean I'm lazy. I'm fine with how I appear; now I just need someone else who is, too. I'm exceptionally open-minded, but I listen far more than I talk - probably why I'm a horrible conversationalist. Every so often I like to pretend I have some talent with writing; I can whip out haiku right-quick, I've got a stack of beginnings to stories, and a few poorly made lyrics. I've got a couple tattoos: One of a dragon on my right forearm, and another on my back. I have a hard-on for the English language. Proper use is important.

What I'm doing with my life Propose an edit

At the moment? Not a whole lot, unfortunately. I was treated horribly at my last job, so I left, and as of yet have been unable to find a replacement. It's to the point that I'm ready to look in neighboring states for employment.

Eventually I'd like to go back to school. I'm eyeballing an English degree; for some reason I want to teach high school English. I'd also like to go to bartending school, if only to have another certificate to hang on the wall. I want to go to culinary school, as well.

I'm an ordained Reverend. The ULC kind. I got a chance to put it to use, though, when I married my 2 closest friends July 4, 2006. My friend's sister and her fiancee want me to perform a ceremony for them in October, so we'll see how that goes.

I'm a re-enactor, vaguely. I am/was a member of the Realms of Avalon, a non-profit, historically accurate re-enactment group, located in Montana/Idaho/Washington. A friend is also trying to get me to join a War of 1812 group. I've been to several events, and the idea isn't unappealing.

I want more tattoos. I've got a series of them planned, I just don't know what I want them to be. I've got 2 down already (see previous section for details); the other 4 are coming to me a bit slower. I also had this crazy idea of a tattoo-homage to video games, on my thumbs. The right thumb with could a 'B' on the left side and an 'A' on the right side. The left thumb would get 4 directional arrows. I just need the money now.

I like to pretend I'm a lyricist. Like working in a box factory is just what I'm doing until someone famous stumbles across my songs, thinks "Oh my god, I must have these!", and pays me lots of money. Until then, though, I'll keep writing and posting them where ever I can. There are a couple in my OKC journal; what I've dubbed the official lyrics depository for my pseudo-band "It's About Time" can be found at:
http://itsabouttime-band.blogspot.com/
The "official" "band" site can be found at:
http://www.myspace.com/itsabouttimetheband
Be careful if you decide to visit the "official" "band" site, though. I was bored one day, and decided to record just the vocals for one of the songs, and post it. It's horribly unrefined, and completely different from the songs I've posted here at OKC. But, given my preferences in music, "It's About Time" will stray quite a bit between genres.

I'm really good at Propose an edit

Finding things online. My friends always come to me when they can't find something. Especially music.

I can also do the "kung fu knuckle crack" really well.

And anger. I'm really in touch with it; it sounds strange, but being angry makes me happier than being happy most times. That doesn't mean I'm violent, though. Or mean. Or cruel. I'm greedy enough that I keep something I enjoy as much as anger to myself.

I'm also good at being a bad conversationalist. I think I get to the point of what I'm trying to say too quickly most times; I'm not much of a story teller. I still try, though. I'm at least really good at answering questions about stuff, even though that whole quickly getting to the point-thing pops up.

The first thing(s) people usually notice about me Propose an edit

The first thing people notice about me is, unfortunately, my size. I'm not a little guy. After that, though, is probably my hair. Then maybe my arm tattoo, depending on what I'm wearing. Or, if I'm with friends, that I'm laughing a little maniacally, or threatening to kill all of them.

My favorite books, movies, music, and food Propose an edit

(a) The DUNE series (Frank Herbert's, not Brian's). Maniac McGee was my favorite book in school. The Silmarillion was pretty good. A Wrinkle In Time was the last book I read; got through it relatively quickly, once I got into it. A friend's got me started on Harry Turtledove's World War series now. Shel Silverstein is by far my favorite poet.

(b) Old, poorly made kung fu movies are my favorite. Five Deadly Venoms, Master of the Flying Guillotine, Riki-Oh. I'm also a fan of horror and gore flicks. As well as comedy movies that aren't geared toward half-wit teens, romance movies that aren't bland or cookie-cutter, and mystery/suspense, when done right. I'm an absolute fan (mystie) of Mystery Science Theater 3000. I'm close to having every line from the movie memorized. Yay for lameness! The best episodes were easily Prince of Space, Deatherstalker, and Riding With Death. I also have a great love for Firefly/Serenity. Most fantasy movies are in my list, and I'm certainly not above watching balls-out action flicks.

(c) Rather than spend the time listing bands, here's a WinAmp generated playlist of what's on my computer. It's a couple years old, and a crash wiped them all out, but it's a glimpse of my eclectic taste: http://tinyurl.com/2xsdlb

(d) I once worked in fast food, so take from that what you will. I have a big thing for tortillas and salsa, though. And most times I would stab people for Subway, as long as I got some Sun Chips, too. I also once had a serious addiction to Pepsi, but I kicked it and haven't touched pop in closing in on a year. Most rececntly, though, I've been wrapping up pretty much everything in flour tortillas. Especially handy, since I seem to keep forgetting to make dinner until right before I have to leave for work.

The six things I could never do without Propose an edit

-Music. I've always got something stuck in my head, and if I don't hear it, I'm likely to snap.
-A friend. Human or animal, I'm not picky as to which. If human, someone who either likes to talk (most of mine do), or someone who doesn't mind silence while we're busying doing lots of activities. If animal, I generally prefer dogs. I'd love to get myself a basset hound puppy.
-Intelligence. I'm sure not everyone does the same, but I make a distinction between smart and intelligent. Most of my friends have never seen the inside of a college, but they're pretty intelligent. I've also got some really smart friends, who aren't all that intelligent.
-An open mind. I can be a little off the wall sometimes (death threats as greetings, randomly bringing over popsicles for everyone, etc). An open mind is a great thing to have anyways.
-The internet (the tubes!). Yes, I'm probably addicted to it, but I far from care. It saves gas (I don't have to drive to the library) and money (cheaper to watch YouTube/rent from Netflix), and it's just damned entertaining.
-The English language. I speak it, all my friends speak it, and really I would hope the person I spend my life with speaks it, too. You can't help who you love, though, as some say.

I spend a lot of time thinking about Propose an edit

How I'm going to afford my tattoos, and what I want the rest of them to be. If I should really get branding, scarring, and/or tongue splitting as well.

How to occupy my time these days.

What job(s) I would almost desperately rather have than the one I have now, versus the job(s) I'm likely to have.

When/If I'll be with that one person I can never, even if I wanted to, get off my mind.

Anything else can be revealed with questions. I really have nothing to hide.

I think I figured out what my problem with finding someone is. Ignoring all the crap here, people seem to think I'm nice. I think what's wrong is, women love the idea of being with a guy like me.. just not me, specifically, for whatever reason.

On a typical Friday night I am Propose an edit

At work, hoping we're getting out early. After work, hopefully with friends, probably playing some sort of game, or talking pseudo-philosophy, or B.S. politics, or computer coding, or being geeks. Otherwise, wasting away at home, wishing I was with friends, playing some sort of game, or talking pseudo-philosophy, or B.S. politics, or computer coding, or being geeks.

The most private thing I'm willing to admit here Propose an edit

I'm hopeless.

When I read other people's profiles, I start at "You Should Message Me If" and work my way to the top.

And I'm a cuddler.

I have a weakness for red and/or curly hair.

My profile is 100%, and I'm only a tiny bit ashamed of it.

You should message me if Propose an edit

"Love is the delusion that one woman is different from another". Oscar Wilde -If you want to prove the above statement wrong.

-If you want to disprove my theory that expecting anyone to actually message me is a lesson in futility.

-If you call me Dave.

-If you think of any other excuse for sending a message that seems good enough to you.

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