I sometimes make tough decisions by asking myself, "When I tell this story years from now, how do I want it to go?" It doesn't always make for the best decisions, but it makes for better stories and fewer regrets.
I can't frown. It's not that I'm permanently happy, I'm just physically incapable of doing it. My face doesn't bend that way.
According to Meyers-Briggs, I'm ISTJ. Apparently I'm a Guardian. This isn't at all surprising to me, but I'm still working through the implications. My partner is ENFP. This makes things interesting.
I once ran into a guy on BART who thought I was a professor from Berkeley. It's kind of amusing to think I might have a doppleganger out there. I'd like to meet him, but I'm pretty sure protocol dictates that we'd have to fight to the death.
I am jovial, crafty, and contemplative