Ssss.
I ask myself...
Are you going to read all of this anyways?
Does it really matter what I say?
You're judging by the pics first... right?
...
-I am a cartoon. I idolize Calvin, Mac, and Johnny Test.
-I write words, nothing more, nothing less.
-Its not what you think, I really am 10 feet tall.
-Don't bother with the personality awards. OK can't seem to figure me out.
-Questions have a purpose... I'll like you better if you ask them, but not very much if they don't have one.
-My life is a speeding, runaway train. I'm ridiculously impulsive, energetic when I'm happy, and busy as hell. I'd love to make time for you... just try to keep up, won't you?

I'm a student at UC, about to have my bachelors in business. Im trying to decide what I want to do next: I'm in the process of applying to get my masters as well as applying to law school. I want to be a lawyer someday, a professor at a university, own my own business, have more free time for my artwork, learn to program video games, drive an ambulance, drive an ambulance off a cliff and be on the news, drive an ambulance off a cliff- sprout wings- and fly to Europe, write a book about the whole adventure, and die in your arms.

Months later: I got accepted- I'm going to law school. Ha, fantastic.

2x Months later: I love my education... I miss my life, and my video games.

Anything I work hard enough at, but particularily anything creative or analytical. Im good at helping others and problem solving, so my friends and the students I tutor seem to like me well enough.

I'm really terrible at

Dancing, but I do it anyways. All the time.
Striking up conversation with someone I've never met. People don't know how to take me when they can't see my expression.

My tattoo, if I'm in short sleeves. If I'm dressed up or dressed for the cold, not sure, my giant grin that drips of sarcastic thoughts I'm just not speaking?

Books: I like a lot of different types, I've recently read a lot of slave narratives and my favorite book is the autobiography of ben franklin, but I also like most fiction, fantasy, and I've read the whole hitchickers guide to the galaxy series around three times.
Movies: any really, not very partial to scary movies, but I can be talked into it.
Music: a lot of different types, alternative, indie, folk, techno, classical, dance, punk, and anything unique, to name a few. Ask me, if I haven't heard it, I'd love to check it out.
Food: I love to cook, but my favorites are mexican, chinese, and anywhere that creatively makes a vegetarian dish, which doesn't exist in the suburbs, and I hate cincy so I don't go down there. Does that mean Im in love with something I can't have? That might sum up my whole life... Ok, go ahead and ask me what I love. I'll tell you that I love anywhere that creatively makes a vegetarian dish.

sleep,
music,
independence,
friends,
the randomness of life,
and blankets... i love blankets.

What to do next, and how to resolve issues.
Where anything that I happen to be looking for magically goes.
Why its two in the morning and Im not in bed- instead Im filling out these essays.
Better yet, why two in the morning exists at all...

Either at a local bar, out dancing in the rain, or doing homework... depends on which is more important for the night.
oohhh, or making cookies with my friend Zombies_R_Good...

My toothbrush has a name.
My cat thinks I'm crazy. Well, at this point, he probably feels pretty certain... but I think he's demon possessed, and I'm feeling rather right about it. So I guess we're even.

You'd like to meet someone who compares himself to crayons.

You can hold a completely ridiculous conversation, and find a way to lace it with sarcastic hidden references to real life.

You have ever had bread and butter pickles on bread and butter. This just occurred to me... maybe I wouldn't hate them if I just did what the name said? How could I just now be realizing this?

I have an amazing little girl. She means more to me than anything, and I'm super protective of her - which means you're not going to meet her anytime soon. So, if you can understand what being a father, who thinks this way of a daughter, implies... If you're close minded about how much more amazing being a parent makes a boy, don't bother.
SOMEDAY, you might get to dance with us, in which case, you better feel pretty freakin blessed.