As much as I love being a home-body, adventure kicks down my door more often than I'd like. I have learned to fear knocks at the door and old men in robes. India was cool though. Camels not so much.
Currently working as a software tester for Ernst and Young. Contract lasts until next February, then I have three options of where to go next: continue testing, go back into web development, or pursue a job on the business side. Or I could go to clown school. Four options, then.
Other than that I am still trying to learn the guitar. Fingers no longer want to cry while holding down the strings. So I've got that going for me, which is nice. Earplugs were not included and they really should have been. Sorry neighbors.
Other than that I can survive off my own cooking, especially when I go all out on surf 'n' turf. A rare steak and a lobster tail can be so delicious when it doesn't drain the bank account. Who am I kidding. It's delicious either way.
I'm the worst at remembering movies. But if forced to choose two for the rest of forever: Mystery Science Theater 3000 The Movie and Spirited Away. Recently saw Ghostbusters and thought it was pretty good. Had issues with tone and plot, but what movie doesn't?
Netflix save me, there's Archer, Rick and Morty, Scrubs, Star Trek, Cutthroat Kitchen, and The Twilight Zone. There was time! Finally found a new dealer for GoT. I'm caught up and all set for season 7. Geese can bastards battle.
Random. Depends on what I'm doing at the time. Nitro Boost and Popeska are generally fun.
Food: pretty much everything. Trying to eat somewhat better now.
A mild sense of defiance for imposed numbers
It is baffling how much money is being spent around my office, yet how little seems to get done. Big corporations astound me.
What would I write my hypothetical book about?
Trying a new restaurant and not looking at how much the surf'n'turf is.
On rare occasions I dance like an idiot.
I made a potato into a fire ball.
The deep ocean terrifies me.