6'5", 180lbs when wearing 15 pounds of equipment. I get a kick out of weird stuff and enjoy things like planning an exodus in case a of legendary zombie uprising. Right now, I'm working for my degree in Internet technology (database engineering, C++, Html... the whole "wow, where's your pocket protector" shtick), and plan to be done with it in another year or so. I enjoy books immensely, and I don't mean Shakespeare and that nonsense. It has it's place, but not on my bookshelf. Books end up being to me like underwear for most guys: ragged, and well past the point where they're only still considered what they are by legal definition after an intense forensic investigation. I do tend to be random sometimes, but I don't overdose on chaos... people like that tend to have very lax views on things like hygiene and paying the rent. My humor can and does reflect that, but it's nothing to be worried about, the doctors said it wasn't contagious. I get a kick out of seeing packages of butter with contest advertisements and when (I used to smoke) 400lb crawling land monsters heave up next to me, wheezing with the effort, and tell me "Ya' know, smokin's bad for yew." On that note, I really don't deal well with blatantly stupid people. I know I'm not the sharpest shaving razor, but spending your entire paycheck/welfare check on spinny rims for the thing that carts your 1000MW speakers that you play rap on at 3am just screams "hit me with an axe handle. A lot." That's the one thing that irks me.
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