I'm a quiet, laid back, easy going, homely kind of guy. Pretty much everything you look for in a serial killer. But I'm not crazy or anything. I'm not the kind of person who when they start talking, they immediatly frighten you. Well, anyway.
I'm married and have three kids. I spawned a boy so now I'm finished with the "pregnancy thing". I swear, those nine months were rough. The whole time, I never got any attention from my wife. She always complained about "not feeling well"...and having "bouts of sickness"..how she was always "tired"..And there I was..trying to watch TV, worrying about the baby being born.
Okay..I'm joking. So don't roll your eyes...and don't roll your eyes at my weak comical abilities. My humor is dry, and I'm okay with this. My wife is a great mom and despite being constantly sick, she carried all three of the kids wonderfully....(brownie points for the day, check)..I love you Stephanie.
Anyway, I work full-time and go to college at Chattanooga State. I like all my classes, but as usual, I'm struggling with my math class. I just gotta keep telling myself not to think about how I'll never use that satan-script.
