I'm a country boy from the Midwest, still adjusting to city life. I grew up Midwest Nice, and apparently brought it with me to the big city.
According to the people I work with, I'm excitable, bombastic, and very talkative. Most people compare me to a Corgi, which I'll take as a compliment. I love to talk about inane things, science, or even whats going on in the world.
Oh, and sorry about the lack of pictures. I've put off my social life a bit as I've been settling down/working, so all my pictures are a bit old. If you want a picture, just let me know.
Talking! I love to talk. I love to chat people up about everything I can, and get their opinion on things. I love to learn through conversation.
Video games! Yup, the silver bullet. I play games fairly regularly.
I'll watch pretty much anything, and probably enjoy it. If I had to choose my favorites though? Probably really stupid stuff like the Fast and Furious series, just for being so dedicated to their amazingly dumb canon.
For shows I'm a bit more picky. I'm currently going through Teen Wolf ( stop hating! It's pretty good. ), Archer, Misfits, Orange is the New Black, and Doctor Who. If friends are nearby, we'll probably end up watching How I Met Your Mother, Adventure Time, or Once Upon a Time.
Music? I love everything, although I prefer instrumental. Only things that really don't mesh well with me are rap, and country, although I enjoy a few songs. My secret musical love is terrible hip hop.
As for food? I love all food, as long as it's not spicy.
2. The internet, for both learning about stuff, and getting to be really opinionated about dumb stuff.
3. People. If I couldn't talk for a day, it'd kill me.
And that's all I can think of without going into the dumb "Food, my friends, air." stuff. I'll think more on it as I go.
Seriously, this takes up way to much of my brain space.
On a more serious note, I have no sense of fashion. People will go with me to big name stores, tell me what looks "fantastic" on me, and convince me to buy it all. Then I'll wear it incorrectly, or mix it wrong, and end up back at square one. I grew up a white shirt and jeans man, and I'll die as one it seems.