Diamondback

Uhh, what am I supposed to put here... I'm 5-10, 185lbs. I'm a sports fan, a gamer, history buff, about halfway between a conservative and a libertarian, a patriot, and a lover of greasy ass food and dark heavy beer. I believe the greatest danger to the United States is not Islam or Illegal Immigration, but our laughable public school system. I believe that 85% of people don't pay enough attention to what's going on in the world, and of the remaining 15%, half of them get their news from Jon Fucking Stewart, which is a joke I can't even laugh at. I hate rules, especially 'unwritten' ones. Unwritten rules aren't written for a reason... they're stupid. I think baseball players should high five fans when they hit game tying homeruns in the bottom of the 10th inning, I think if two people want to discuss religion or politics at a bar, the people around them should either deal with it or move to another table, and I think the games we play as a part of our mating ritual are fucking stupid.
The very concept of fashion disgusts me. I try to look nice on occassion, not very often, but now and then, but looking around all I see are people who are slave to 'what's in' and I find it pathetic in a lot of ways. It doesn't matter what subculture it is, either... anyone else ever notice how punks pride themselves on being non-conformist, yet they all look the same? (NOTE: NOTHING AGAINST PUNKS, honestly! Some of my favorite people are "punk", like Nick H., it's just an observation. You can't reject confirmity by conforming to another trend. Non conformity is just doing your own thing... there are people that are absolutely up on trends and are nonconformists... they dress that way because they like to look nice, not because they want to effect other people's view of them).
My social existance is fairly young. I've always had friends though... very good friends, I've been very blessed to have some of the best fucking people on earth close to me: James, the complaint department, Nick T, 14 year Dembro Vet, we've gone through everything together. Nick H, the boy who's serving our country in Afghanistan, a good example of a proud Irishman too, Kevin, who I've known for 22 years. Bit of a dork, but only me and Nick can call him that. He's our dork. Will, the fearless leader, the quiet contemplative type always knew how to keep me balanced through some rough shit. The Dave, who is the ultimate balancer for me, he helps me keep my head on straight without even trying. I suppose I shouldn't leave out the females... Laura, the mother of my child, and Kelley, who helped me keep my head up through the breakup, and Carissa, who's just fun to laugh at and throw in the air. Without these people I'd be nothing, I'd be fuckin' dead. I went a period in my life without them... ended up in jail.
When you have no family, your friends are everything. Keep your friends close, value them, and most of all choose them well (I just relearned that lesson!) Sometimes they're all that seperates you and a VAN DOWN BY THE RIVER!!!!!