age: 27 (Jun 07, 1984)
MEMBER SINCE: August 2009
occupation: Professional Slacker
makes me sad: not reading comic books
heroes: My mom.
i lost my virginity: more like misplaced
stats: 6'0". I'm a big guy. Born in 84. Prematurely gray.
crush: Eliza Dushku
into: Comics, TV, movies, vampires, beer, my dog, superheroes, The Justice League, Buffy, Battlestar Galactica, LOST, Kiss Kiss Bang Bang, Oakland A's, San Francisco Giants, San Francisco 49ers, New England Patriots, Los Angeles Lakers, Spider-Man, Superman, Green Lantern, I could go on. I twitter a lot. Mostly random observations or things that make me giggle.
most humbling moment: Someone once said me following them on Tumblr (of all things) was like "God following them." I was taken aback for sure.
body mods: tattoo on my back. It's the logo of my favorite band. Pierced ears. I used to have my eyebrow pierced. But it closed :(
makes me happy: Comic books. . A good movie. Good tv. And lately...dancing competitions. Odd.
gets me hot: glasses, dark hair. Sassy attitude. Geekiness.
There are persons I love.
But people suck.
It's too stressful to keep in contact with people when they appoint me "relationship manager." Like, it's usually me who has to keep up with everyone or the friendship peters off and dies. There are a select few to whom this does not apply, but by and large, it's true for most people I know.
Even family are guilty of this. My mom spoke to me the other day about how my family is miffed that I don't contact them ever, but....they never talk to me. They only talk to me when they want to talk to my mom. Like, once my step sister Facebook Messaged me asking where my mom was. Another time, my uncle tried to pick a fight with my mom through me. I love my mom, but I'm not her secretary. No one else talks to me, but then expects me to talk to them.
I'm not like that. Sigh.