I’m a perfectionist. I’m extremely fond of surrealist art. I’m a decent cook (if I do say so myself) but have absolutely no taste in food. I’ll eat anything, really. I'm possibly the most non judgmental person you’ll ever meet. I love rummaging through vintage stores to find rarities (and the occasional peculiar tee-shirt.) I’d honestly rather sleep than party. I think the best moments are being snowed in, sipping hot tea, playing a good game of chess...or, of course, firing weapons bigger than my arm. I have more scars than most guys, making me a total bad-ass. I truly believe that eating healthy and staying fit is the reason why I will live to be 193. I'm still figuring myself out...but if I knew who the hell I was, this life would be way too easy...and where's the fun in easy?
