I graduated from college with a degree in history, specializing in pre-Columbian Mesoamerica. I have a love for Rome that borders on the obsessive. I'm somewhat shy, but I can hold my own in a conversation. I'm the kind of guy who misses signals; you need to hit me over the head and hold up a sign for me to pick them up.
I'm close to my family and friends, but also find pleasure in solitude. I'm a rabid consumer of media; it's a rare day where I don't watch something on Netflix.
I'm the best friend a person can have, as I'm loyal to a fault. I root for the underdog. I'm sometimes fatalistic, but strangely optimistic. I'm honest and open about most things, and I'll tell you when I don't feel comfortable answering something. I'm bearded and glasses-ed. I sing in the car. I can't dance. I'm a hopeless romantic, but often oblivious to romance.
I drink coffee, with an occasional latte thrown in. I spend too much time on my phone. I read BusinessWeek every week. I once took a book to a job interview.
I recently started watching The Joy of Painting with Bob Ross, not because I can paint, or even want to paint. My faith in the universe needed a booster and happy little trees provided it for me.