So, more about little ol' me. I moved to the city of New York at a young age and have pretty much squandered away a significant portion of my life within this lovely rotten apple. Having grown up learning to speak two languages simultaneously, I have developed an interesting unique accent of my own which is rather hard to place for the occasional passing stranger. Often a time I love to play a little game where I ask the individual to guess my heritage, results are often humorous
My interests are varied and diverse, as it is supposed to be for any who possesses the heart of an adventurer or researcher. I love the natural great outdoors. There is nothing grander than hiking long hours through the dense foliage of a forest and listening to the serene natural orchestra of a thousand birds, until one of them decides it adequate to reward your patronage with a lovely white streak across your shoulder. Anything else? Well I also have a fancy for classical movies, and a deep-seated fondness for good stories. Considering my love for the written prose, I have often fancied pursuing a career in writing, that or become a historian in some form or other... Yeh, yeh, I'm one of those who are fond of the idea of ending his days nose deep within dusty old tomes written by scribes of deranged monarchs from the medieval era. Despite it all, it appears as though the sciences have laid their claim to my life...
What other elements of myself would you lasses be interested in? Should I venture forth and lavish myself with the title of a gentleman, or would that make me appear somewhat elf-gratuitous? What right indeed do I have to make such proclamations? The title gentleman is given, not self bestowed. All I am able to do is simply vouch to you, my dear ladies, that i am an honest individual. What ever you may have heard about the codex of chivalry, I am its physical personification within this modern day and age (so much for the modesty bit hahah!). Now don't confuse it with the bushido code, because I am definitely not about to commit seppuku for anything, not even a traffic ticket lol. Protector of the weak, loyal to the core, generous with what little wealth I have (always have the habit of giving at least a dollar to any homeless person I see), and always honorable to any woman that passes my way. If one earns my trust, they can be assured that I will be loyal to them until the day I die (or else become brain-dead from a freak accident or one of the few mental degenerative diseases out there). What few friends I have know for certain that i will never lie to them, nor ever turn judas and betray them. You can torture me with hot iron pokers, eviscerate and rummage through my inner organs (ala Braveheart style... FREEEDDOOOOM!), force me to listen to katy perry or justin beiber, and still I wont forsake my oath of loyalty to those I love and care. So, now I leave you gals to ponder over whether you desire such a knight in dark macabre armor around within your lives.
Oh, and if it matters to anyone who believes in the psychological profiling system of the Myers-Briggs test, you can label yours truly as an INTP... hummm... a thinker... who could have thunk? Auguste Rodin would have been proud. hahah!