I grew up in the central valley (Coalinga, Fresno, Lemoore) and wound up in southern California (Temecula) after my parents' divorce. In high school I was voted "most unique personality". After high school I worked several menial jobs and floated through junior college trying to "find myself". I was originally an art major with an emphasis in graphic design before dabbling in nutrition and kinesiology prior to settling on psychology.
I transferred to UC Davis last summer and graduate this fall with a bachelors ('bout time). I don't know if it's the cultural difference, the age difference, or a consequence of the quarter system - but I haven't made any friends among my peers?
Which makes me fear I am a dullard. Given that I don't imbibe,
it could very well be the case. Yet, I'm not puritanical. It's funny, the more I blather on, the less I help my case. Clearly self-promotion and sales are not my strong points.
I usually have an earbud in one ear, listening to a podcast while working or doing errands and chores.
I am amused bicycling for transportation, I primarily ride road but would like to try mountain biking. Not much of a bike snob, but if you're curious I rode an Orbea Orca which I crashed three times and cracked twice before switching to a Cannondale Caad 7 (featured in profile pictures). While I do enjoy the outdoors, I haven't gone hiking nearly enough since relocating to Davis. I can go to the movies alone no problem, but hiking without company is pretty uninspiring (sad violins).
I am a fan of the slow food movement and as such enjoy season, local, home cooking choked full of unquantifiable superlatives. However, as of late I've been making much simpler "meat and (sweet) potatoes"-type fare. (Sorry for all the caveats).
Recently I've begun weightlifting and "I can't believe how bad I suck, it's true."
This or that type stuff-
"uhh" rather than "like"
crunchy peanut butter over smooth
I mount toilet paper 'over' rather than 'under'
manual over automatic.
I prefer a Fender J-Bass to a P-Bass.
Cast-iron over Teflon
Pie over cake
Olive oil over butter (Suck it, Paula Deen)
Perhaps you've noticed, I'm shy and sarcastic.