I have a B.S. in pyschology from the University of Florida which has done so little for me that I'm going back to school for accounting. I know it's not the most interesting thing in the world, but the bills must be paid and it would be nice to not have to work forever. Back to the point, school has brought me to my new home, Tampa. It's a little weird. I've gone from knowing people everywhere I go knowing no one. I'm not a big party or a mega-socialite, but it always seems like the people I make friends with know an entire section of town. If i hang out with more than one I meet everyone where ever we are.

I'm not overly intelligent, but I have an active curiosity in all things academic. I developed my interest in psychology from a textbook I found at a relatives when I was in grade school. I read the first few chapters while my family drank coffee and talked about "the weather." In fact, I have a physics book floating around that I read occasionally, but I've never taken the class. My random and inconsistent pursuit of knowledge gives a really random assortment of trivia, but to my great disappointment I have a weakness for proper nouns. Besides making it difficult to communicate many things it also makes me terrible with names.

I'm a bit shy when it comes to getting to know people, but when I do I tend to get lost in my tangents. As I'm sure you already have figured out. I'm a dork. I watch animated movies, cartoons, I read fantasy/sci-fi/horror/etc, play video games, playing my guitar,and a little dartsI prefer a bar to crowded club. I love the movies and I would go for more sporty things, but it's difficult to find anyone who wants go rock climbing or batting cages.

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As the summary said, I'm starting a new career path. Accounting seemed the most promising when I was picking a path. I guess the most predominant thing I'm doing right now is figuring out what I'm going to be doing with my life. There are a lot of details, but I guess they have a way of working themselves out.

I'm good at looking at even a ruined desolute situation and finding genuine humor. That's not to say that I don't feel the gravity of unpleasant or urgent situations, but I'm not the kind to to be completely swept up in the raw panic.

It's either my hair or my ears. We are visually driven when it comes to our senses and the way we catagorize people is usually marked by specific characteristics. Those are my token appearances that stick out. Yes, the pun is intended for the ears. In a less analytical view, It's evident that I'm a happy person if only a little reserved, amusing, and I'm mildly charming.

Ok so to keep this from being an almanac of my interests I'm going to break it down like High Fidelity: Top Fives.

Books, Listed by author:
1. Stephen King
2. Michael Crichton
3. Neil Gaiman
4. John Grisham
5. JK Rowling

Movies, Comedy in no particular order
1. Hangover
2. Office Space
3. Fanboys
4. Shaun of the Dead
5. Thank You For Smoking (I laughed a lot)

Music, Albums I can listen to on repeat
1. Weezer's self-titled or Blue album
2. Counting Crows Recovering the Satellites
3. Vast Music for People
4. Failure Fantastic Planet
5. Lucky Boy's Confusion Commitment

Food, cheap and easy
1. Mac and Chease w/ Bacon
2. Mashed Potato w/ a can of mixed vegatables
3. Spaghetti w/ marinara, sausage, and peppers
4. Pancakes and scrambled eggs
5. Turkey Melt

1. Oxygen
2. music
3. A good story (book/tv/movie)
4. a decent conversation
... I'm out. I can't think of anything I can't do without. Most of things I think of as necessity I'm going without at the moment so maybe nothing is really necessary. This question like all the others on this cheasy website need to be more specific. What in your life defines you? My 42' flatscreen, my beat-up guitar, my baggage, traditions, work... I don't know.

Is it just me or does activity partner sound odd? Reminds of the person you had to stay with in school when you went on field trips. My thoughts are mostly random and associative if that makes any sense. Like I will go from wondering how/why gravity actually works (why does mass attract other mass?) to how the clouds would feel if I could fly. The conclusion to the last is a cross between mist and tissue paper.

1. Reading
2. Until recently serving tables
3. Watching a movie
4. Drinking a beer after work with coworkers whilst complaining about said occupation
5. Arguing with my friends over the casting for books we'd like made into movies.

I have dreams about zombies. That's right the dead return to the living in a very non-casper kind of way. I'll let you handle the freudian analysis... though I do have my theories. Also, my dreams are very vivid and sometimes I have a hard time convincing myself they weren't real even after I've awoken from them. It's not a very private revolution, I know. If I'm revealing anything here it wasn't private in the first place. Nondiscrimantly showing intimacy on the internet kind of devalues it and I don't want that on my head.

By all means drop me a line if you want to chat or just share a thought you had about something you read. Or don't. I hope this was entertaining, at the least.