I'm trying to better myself. Fitness, career, apartment hunting, the whole nine yards. I think I was around 320 a year or so ago, and now I'm trying to jump start my friggin metabolism to I can get below 200.
I have the behavioral equivalent of when a dog walks around an area before it lies down. I need to be completely awkward in a new situation at least once before I can get comfortable.
There's a somewhat fine line considering attitude. I have my sudden flashes of weirdness, but usually I'm the cool, calculating, introverted person. An observer to what delightful drama anyone around me might have.
While I may have some indie-ish tendencies (local shopping, half of my music is from relative unknowns, soccer and hockey enthusiast), the label "hipster" doesn't feel right to me.
My wall is plastered with photos and posters. The two I cherish the most are a autographed photo of one of my favorite bands, while the other's a poster of the world. My endgame is to not get stuck here. Whether that's Portland, Seattle, Vancouver, Toronto (I have family in the last two), this place is ultimately not for me. Then again, if the right person and/or experience came along, who knows? It's going to take a lot. Tick tock, tick tock.
I also don't like pina coladas, but I don't care about getting caught in the rain. Suck it up people, it's water.