I'm weird. Maybe it had something to do with growing up poor and eating all those tasty paint chips coming off my basement walls in NYC.
Curiosity is generally what drives me. Spent a lot of time opening up appliances growing up to see what was inside. Was never really good at putting everything back together.
My humor is inappropriate. I make racist jokes about anyone, especially my own. I can, however, enjoy doing most anything.
Simply existing has never been enough. I've always had to do -something- in my life. I've travelled the world and plan on going for another lap. I've started and lost my own business. I've been a bomb squad team leader for the last three years or so, but I'm done later this year. Being happy to me has been doing things most people either dream of or fear and making great stories; taking awesome pictures. Getting out of the army simply opens my possibilities to the next things I'll do. I have a lot of options, and I just do whatever interests me the most.
Hell, if I met someone cool and able to travel once I'm out of the army, that'd be pretty awesome. A passport would be a must though. As of right now I just drive around the US a lot. Gas is a bit expensive(I drive a big truck), but I love seeing new scenery and I love just getting lost in the woods. If I lived close to a forest I'd eat venison about a third of the year. Checking out MN and WA as two possible end points for when I get out to buy a house, but will probably disappear in South America or Asia for a few months.