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It's easier to say what I've done recently, than to say who I am. And in saying my actions you'll know my character.
Just got back from Portland, where I goofed off in that wonderful city, and played a lot of board games.
I work, I make tasty food, I find out where people are at, and I'm always amused.
I'm usually busy putting silly things on my Facebook wall, you're welcome to visit me there: http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=67702420&sk=wall
I think that will get you there. You can friend me if you want, I'll friend anybody. And I don't put anything serious on FB but I put lots of stuff that's not serious at all.
Like last night I was showing movies on someone's lawn. Is that legal? I have no idea.
I do whatever sounds like it would make for an interesting story afterwards. I do tech support for a computerized testing company, which is fun and pays the bills. But I'm always looking for more.
The bellcurve goes all the way to angry atheists to Bible thumpers, and I get into fistfights with people on both extremes.
So you know God exists. So you're sure that God is a bunch of hooey. Don't use your knowledge to make people feel bad.
I'm always people watching. 90% of my time on OKC is looking at people and giggling. If you want to send me a message saying "STOP LOOKING AT MY PROFILE YOU CREEPY OLD FART" I won't be offended.
I don't see anything as black and white. I simultaneously believe and disbelieve everything, or else I am something in between.
Is it "absence makes the heart grow fonder?" Or is it "out of sight, out of mind?" Yes.
Christian hippies don't exist. Except me. And this one person I met once. So I hang out with Christians and hippies and the two groups hate each other.
I'm afraid of almost nothing. Mainly losing friends.
I can't believe I just clicked on a girl because she was "more sloppy"
If you're having trouble describing yourself, describe what you did this last week. If it was a good week it will describe your values, if it was a bad week, it will describe your fears.
If you don't have any onions I won't trust you. Finding out someone has no onions is like finding out they have no toilet. It's like "ok, that's theoretically possible, but why would anyone live that way?"