I am a drummer, so naturally you shouldn't be a passenger in my car. Majority of my possessions are green and/or black. I watch wrestling, because I like to watch buff men in underpants fight. My sarcasm is often mistaken for arrogance, and even more often taken literally. I'm a little too addicted to Super Mario Brothers. I drink tea, despite my Italian coffee drinking genetics. I am a nerd, and I will be the first to admit it. I question everything. I quite obviously did not inherit my mother's olive skin. I write, alot; it's much easier for me to express my thoughts and feelings in writing. I enjoy reading, and learning new things - I believe Knowledge is Power. I don't 'hate' anything, but the majority of the fast food industry are almost an exception. I have messy hair. I have never liked chocolate. I don't mind criticism, provided it's said to my face as opposed to behind my back. I never understood the concept of ridiculously oversized 'pocket' dictionaries in school. Speaking of pockets, I want real ones back on my pants. The way the human body and mind works fascinates me. Sometimes I wish my life was a cartoon. I dance frequently, most often when no one is watching. I suffer from insomnia, but I use it to my advantage to get extra things done. This insomnia does not prevent me from experiencing a myriad of vivid and bizarre dreams, which I can lucidly recall upon waking. I like going to gigs and am constantly inspired by musicians. I savour silence, unless I'm in the mood to listen to some serious thrash metal. I will not do anything without a valid reason and decent set of instructions. I am relentlessly always searching for answers. The scents of vanilla and coffee make me content. I like things to be in a nice order. I despise deception. I find myself strangely attracted to bass players. Intelligence impresses me no end. Long hair wins; I want mine back.
Yes, my pants are painted on.
Sorry, no rainchecks.
