Ok, so I've been a member of this website for quite some time, but never really did too much with my profile until StrongBhoy pointed out that doing nothing with my profile was lame because it meant I was only here to ogle the women.
The fact that I was only here to ogle the women was, apparently, not a good enough reason to have a shit profile.
So here it is, my very first SG journal entry. I don't know how numerous these will be as I have a LiveJournal which I use to chronicle drunken escapades, and write reviews for comic books and kung-fu movies.
Seriously.
As the above paragraphs reveal, I'm a bit of a dork. I love comics, kung-fu flicks, sci-fi, and all the other fun stuff that won't get one laid.
I'm a student at Indiana University pursuing a degree in English, and I was going to get a certificate to teach English for grades 6-12, but I recently had an epiphany in which I realized the classroom was not my calling.
I am currently torn between selling out and becoming a lawyer, which due to a propensity for arguing, a fast reading level, and good memory (except with names. I know, I know...) I am hard-wired for, or taking the altruistic route and becoming a writer or comedian.
This decision is not an easy one, because I am a greedy little shit who likes to buy things I don't need, eat stuff that's not good for me/necessary, and live under a roof where I can store and consume the aforementioned material goods and vittles.
I don't know if the writing thing will work out because I tend to write in a smug and overly verbose manner so people will not find out the awful truth that I am, in actuality, an idiot.
Here at ol' IU I am also a member of Bloomington's premiere sketch comedy group, All Sorts of Trouble for the Boy in the Bubble (from here on out, known as The Bubble).
Every couple of weeks (we shoot for every two, but sometimes things get away from us) we have a show that is all our original material.
Our home used to be the Bloomington Playwright's Project, but they had to go and get respectable, and now we tend to have most of our shows at the Indiana Memorial Union, or, as the cool kids call it, the IMU. We have less control over lights and sound, but the shows are always free.
So we have that going for us.
Which is nice.
Random Facts:
I have a pet tarantula named Laura that I inherited from a graduating member of the Bubble.
I am addicted to Chipotle and the Chow Bar.
If I could freebase Mr. Pibb or Ginger Ale, I probably would.
I have awful taste in music, and I admit it freely.
I have awful taste in movies, but I'll defend every goddamn one of my favorite movies to the death. This is problematic for me sometimes, because I actually like Vin Diesel. Yeah, I know, but 'Pitch Black' kicked ass. Also, he was the voice of the Iron Giant.
I used to eat sushi because I wanted people to think I was wordly and cultured. Now I actually like it.
The last movie that made me cry was "Transformers: The Movie" when Optimus died. I had to be removed from the theater. I was six.
I am of the belief that if you buy pre-torn, pre-dirtied clothes, you are an asshole.
A billion bonus points to the first person who can tell me where I got the hat in my profile picture from.
Matt
The fact that I was only here to ogle the women was, apparently, not a good enough reason to have a shit profile.
So here it is, my very first SG journal entry. I don't know how numerous these will be as I have a LiveJournal which I use to chronicle drunken escapades, and write reviews for comic books and kung-fu movies.
Seriously.
As the above paragraphs reveal, I'm a bit of a dork. I love comics, kung-fu flicks, sci-fi, and all the other fun stuff that won't get one laid.
I'm a student at Indiana University pursuing a degree in English, and I was going to get a certificate to teach English for grades 6-12, but I recently had an epiphany in which I realized the classroom was not my calling.
I am currently torn between selling out and becoming a lawyer, which due to a propensity for arguing, a fast reading level, and good memory (except with names. I know, I know...) I am hard-wired for, or taking the altruistic route and becoming a writer or comedian.
This decision is not an easy one, because I am a greedy little shit who likes to buy things I don't need, eat stuff that's not good for me/necessary, and live under a roof where I can store and consume the aforementioned material goods and vittles.
I don't know if the writing thing will work out because I tend to write in a smug and overly verbose manner so people will not find out the awful truth that I am, in actuality, an idiot.
Here at ol' IU I am also a member of Bloomington's premiere sketch comedy group, All Sorts of Trouble for the Boy in the Bubble (from here on out, known as The Bubble).
Every couple of weeks (we shoot for every two, but sometimes things get away from us) we have a show that is all our original material.
Our home used to be the Bloomington Playwright's Project, but they had to go and get respectable, and now we tend to have most of our shows at the Indiana Memorial Union, or, as the cool kids call it, the IMU. We have less control over lights and sound, but the shows are always free.
So we have that going for us.
Which is nice.
Random Facts:
I have a pet tarantula named Laura that I inherited from a graduating member of the Bubble.
I am addicted to Chipotle and the Chow Bar.
If I could freebase Mr. Pibb or Ginger Ale, I probably would.
I have awful taste in music, and I admit it freely.
I have awful taste in movies, but I'll defend every goddamn one of my favorite movies to the death. This is problematic for me sometimes, because I actually like Vin Diesel. Yeah, I know, but 'Pitch Black' kicked ass. Also, he was the voice of the Iron Giant.
I used to eat sushi because I wanted people to think I was wordly and cultured. Now I actually like it.
The last movie that made me cry was "Transformers: The Movie" when Optimus died. I had to be removed from the theater. I was six.
I am of the belief that if you buy pre-torn, pre-dirtied clothes, you are an asshole.
A billion bonus points to the first person who can tell me where I got the hat in my profile picture from.
Matt
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strongbhoy:
Holy Crap. Did you see that hail? Unbelievable.
strongbhoy:
I am putting pictures up in one second...you'll see.