I always trouble myself with how things start. How to write a story. How to say hello. How to let you know who I am. I'd start off with a list of bullet points with interests and hobbies, but I don't think that'd give you an idea. I'll try.
I love to write. Stories. Poetry. Free style. What the **** ever. I could live inside a book shelf fort for a whole summer and not give a shit. I like to think of myself as an artist but that's just a convenient excuse to drink and babble; which I'm pretty good at, haha. I babble because I have a lot to say. Nothing important, usually, but I'm sure there are gems here and there. Mostly I do it for fun; for a good laugh. I like to know that when I'm around people the last thing on their mind is what's killing them. Don't take me lightly though. I'll tell you exactly how it is. I don't give a sh*twhat you think. I live every day challenging anyone's opinion. It's not an ego thing. I'm just curious. I want to be stimulated. I want to understand what motivates you and in turn, maybe I'll learn a bit about myself.
I like to be challenged. Sexually. Emotionally. Intellectually.
And maybe it's a little sadistic, but I like to lose a fair fight. Who would live knowing there were no mistakes to be made?
I don't lie. Or, at the very least, I try not to. It's something I take seriously. My word is my bond. I'm political. I believe that there is something far greater than we are. A god? Maybe. Some multi dimension space being? Could be. I'd like to know your thoughts about it. Pick my brain a little. My only motivator is being happy. I like the weird faces people make right before they sneeze. I like root beer flavored candy, but not root beer. I'm asian when I'm drunk. I whistle when walking down the street and imagine I'm some 40's bad ass. I am the biggest nerd you will ever meet. Seriously.
Oh...and I'm lazy.
So I'll let you find out the rest.
My first date... I suppose that depends on the person. I know it sounds bad, but I'd cater it to the person I'm going with... But lets say, for instance, I were to take myself out, I'd probably just drive until I got lost somewhere, maybe in the middle of the city. We'd visit weird shops, talk to strange people, and have a crazy misadventure in hopes to get home in one piece. After a day full of awkward conversations with complete strangers, we'd go to some hole in the wall restaurant and just talk until we're blue in the face about anything.