I may come off as a strange person because of my slightly less-than-average life growing up. My family is close-knit, yet so sarcastic it borderlines sardonic. And I blame this entirely on my father, in both senses of the word. If you couldn't guess from that last sentence, my dad's a pastor, and has been since before he retired from the Army (I'm both an Army brat, and a Pastor's kid... what a combo, eh?).
More so, I decided to follow in his footsteps in the latter, serving my country with fervor and insanity. This, of course, only after one year serving my mind the higher knowledge only a collegiate lifestyle could offer. So now I get to live in Colorado and play soldier until my term ends and I can return to my book learnin'.
While my job keeps me in somewhat decent shape, I despise having to work out rather than just being able to on my own. So I normally come off as the kind of guy that hates to be active outside of work. Now, I say that because it's only the kind of attitude I give off. I'm not afraid to get out and do something with someone, just so long as it's mutually fun (and I'm not already exhausted from an earlier event).
I am witty, arrogant, and calculating