I am. The only real way to know is to meet me! I don't really consider myself part of any societal grouping or label, if anything I float between groups picking and gathering experience wherever I might happen to be at the time. My interests are varied to the point where I have most likely "ran" with just about every crowd there is.... If I am not growing as a person, I'm not happy. Music is a very large part of my life, as is anything that will cause me to think. I like to pretend that I'm a good person, however who am I to begin to judge on such matters.
I am a hopeless romantic. I'm probly more domestic than your mother is.... I bake bread, from scratch. I hold no monetary ambitions in life, my only goal is to have a family and LIVE! I want the house in the hills with the white picket fence and the garden in the back, children running barefoot in the yard, puppies yapping, sounds of GLEE. I do not want to be part of society, most of it disgusts me.
I am happiest when I am surrounded by freaks, I feel at home. I get off on the renfest, where else can I learn how to make candles, blow glass, sew my own shoes, drink beer, throw hatchets, and be surrounded by genuine people. I fraternize with fags, burners, bikers, and fundamentalists. I'm part of THE FAMILY. I regularly participate in things that most people would deem me crazy for.... fuck em, I'm the one having fun.
I am currently at the point in my life where I am looking for the person I am going to spend the rest of it with. I am the kind of guy that has the problem of being attracted to a woman untill she opens her mouth and ruins it all. If you define your being by the clothes you wear, the people you associate with, the car you drive, or anything else other than being true to your inner voice, then I really have no care to conversate with you.