I'm pretty laidback and quiet at first but once I get comfortable, its like will this guy plz shut up haha..ok maybe not that bad. Even after all I've been through, I'm still a nice, decent person and I take pride in that. I act goofy and have a warped sense of humor as it helps keep me sane. I work hard and don't play enough (or at all lately). If I do have a free day, I like to loung around and watch a game or a movie ir go out and explore the city. I'm pretty much down for anything. I work as a security guard at an apartment building in the city but the goal is to be a real law enforcement officer one day. Thats all I care to put out there for now, I'm sure I'll update this later. Anything else you wanna know just ask.

Thats what I ask myself every day. Right now, I'm just trying to get used to being back home after being gone the last 7 years. That and working my tail off getting back up on my feet. So far, so good.

I am a very good friend to those who deserve me. I'm also good at taking random pictures of whatever. Its slowly starting to become a hobby of mine. Being a goofball, joking around and coming up with the craziest stuff you'll probably ever hear come out of someone's mouth, again at random. Most of what I do is at random. Oh, and sleeping..I seem to be really good at that.

My eyes probably get the most attention. Its not eveyday you see a green eyed black guy walking around. After that, my tattoos (6) maybe.

I don't watch too much tv but when I do, it definitely isn't the reality based dreck thats everywhere today. I just keep it to sports (Go Lakers, Braves and Falcons!), movies, comedy (my favorite) the occasional cartoon or something informative.

My daughter, phone, ipod, $, good beer and good food, comedy, sports, and joy rides on a whim. Ok thats more than 6 items. Sue me.

Where my life is going and where I'll be a few years down the road.

Probably working :(. If not, wishing I had a life. It sucks moving back home and all your buddies are gone far far away.

I was homeless for about a month and a half. I learned not only how to survive on top ramen and arizona sweet tea for 38 days, but I figured out the hard way that sometimes, your so called friends are gonna turn their back on you and wait for you to drown. It sounds bad, but I learned a lot from that experience and feel a little richer inside having survived it.

If you wanna get together and knock back a few drinks, explore the city or if you just like goofballs.