My friends call me weird, but in a somewhat endearing way.

I am chaotic neutral, but can never win a dex check to save me.

I am a seasoned gamer since I was a kid, but there are still too many of them that I need to find some time to play.

I am an eagle scout, but I can't remember half of the knots I had to learn.

I work for a bank, but I'm don't expect to die from dysentery on my way to Oregon.

I am a book of movie quotes, but I never get them exactly right.

I am quite shy at first, but anyone who knows me well will laugh at the notion of me having any amount of restraint.

This whole self-summary bit is rather strange to me. I can't think of anything other than little crapfacts. I strongly feel that the real me comes out in natural conversation.

I wear transition glasses because my future is so bright. xD

I spend a decent amount of time pulling my hair out as an Electrical Engineering student at WVU.

I work part time as a phone monkey. By phone monkey I mean that I take phone calls for a bank. It is devouring my soul one day at a time, but at least I'm pretty smooth when it comes to telling it how it is to people. This tedious job pays for me to keep up my daily shenanigans.

maximizing my vocal inflections, questing for ultimate knowledge, and making valiant attempts to salvage boring life scenarios.

I would venture the notion that I am a jack of all trades, but only a master of few. I make a wicked breakfast.

My facial expressions tend to be ridiculous at times, but most people will notice my generic rage for life, deep voice, or tail if I am in the dangerzone.
(Disclaimer: I may wear a tail if I need to go full adventure mode)

I wouldn't know where to start. There isn't much in the world that I can't find some reason to appreciate.

1. a daily dose of internet
2. my overwhelming desire to explore
3. friends that can take my nonsense and run with it
4. power, wisdom, courage
5. something warm and preferably not smelly to sleep in
6. the dexterity of my hands

Magnets, and how they work.
Life, and where it will take me next.
Ridiculous forms of escapism, and how to incorporate my love of them into my life.

Ponies.

sleeping, drinking with the friends, working on whatever adventuring gear that has recently tickled my fancy to put together, or in my den playing video games

I am sometimes too much of a nerd. I play a wolf scavenger named Smuggles in a nearby NERO chapter. In other words, I dress up like a wild animal and maul people with foamy swords. You can call me a furry and a brony, and I won't disagree with you. I play the ocarina. I am hopelessly adorable while doing so as well.

1. You generally give at least one fuck when it comes to ambition.
2. You want to stick your head down another rabbit hole.
3. You want me to show you my ocarina skills. Yeah you wanna.