I read and write and go outside and laugh and eat and rest and sleep and dream and think and listen and do push ups for my back and go camping and judge movies and people and talk and drink and go on adventures and look at my tattoo and waste time and then laugh some more. Not necessarily in that order.

Oh, and one time I saw a blimp.


*EDIT*

So I was told by my good friend heartmusic26 that I need to put more here because there is just "so much more" about me to share. While I'm not sure that's true, I'd figure I'd give it a try. Also, it's late and I wanna write, so here goes...

I dream a lot. Or at least more than my roommate and the other people I tell my dreams to. For the most part, said dreams fall into 3 categories, as follows:

-Action/adventure dreams. In these, I'm either a good or bad guy chasing or being chased. Guns are usually involved and no matter which role I play, I always win.

-Hockey dreams. These fall into 2 sub-categories. I'm either on the ice playing great, or I'm in the dressing room getting ready and cracking jokes with the guys. Never both. I don't mind either, but when I'm having a dressing room dream and it becomes lucid, I get frustrated as hell because I know I wont get on the ice, no matter how long the dream goes.

-Sex dreams. These don't happen nearly enough.

Let's see, what else...

I read lots and get paid to write on a semi-regular basis. Gonna start one of them blog thingys any day now, I swear.

I like science. Physics and biology mostly. Ask me anything about Einstein. Or Spiderman.

I read lots about religion too, but don't ask me anything about Jebus.

I ****ing hate all the annoying emoticons on this site. Oddly enough, I very much enjoy the word "emoticon".

I will never willingly eat Alfredo sauce again. I also hate Mexican beer.

People say I'm witty. I say people are slow.

If you think Eric Cartman is the greatest character in the history of TV, and you love the Oilers, and you think this (www.thelastpsychiatrist.com/) is the best site on the internet, AND you have a cute* look, message me now please. I'd like to be your boyfriend.



*you know, like how some girls are more "pretty" than cute? I mean, message me anyways, I'm just saying I'm a sucker for cute.

Oh you know, I like to keep things spontaneous. Probably meet up face to face. Talk a little. Make some eye contact, and if we're feeling really adventurous, go out somewhere in public.