a human trainwreck, the literal worst, just doing my best to live my life with my head in the clouds and both feet on the ground, but probably failing miserably at it. chances are i'll regret doing this and delete it in the morning.

honestly? (because that's what we're doing here, right?) i'm twenty-six and i still have no idea what the hell i'm doing with my life yet. maybe i'll let you know once i figure it out. until then, i'm working as a trainer at wildecat fitness (shameless plug for boston's premier mma gym) and also as a security consultant at cordon electronics, where i basically look tough and yell at people.

shooting things, hitting stuff, except sometimes that's not really such a good thing. i also excel at spontaneous travelling, half-assed plans, climbing things, camping, throwing parties, disney trivia, marathon drinking, and eating everything.

• fantasy romance novels... no, seriously. i have no shame about that.
• anything made before 1970, preferably starring humphrey bogart or rita hayworth, disney/pixar/dreamworks, gratutious action movies, blade runner.
• pretty much anything on the travel channel.
• mostly just crappy pop punk no one listens to anymore, synth pop, 80s girl groups.
• literally all of the food... but why is food in this category?

• coffee
• pizza
• dogs
• toilet paper
• my phone
• xanax

the meaning of life, cryptozoology, what i'm going to have for dinner.

hanging out with friends, hustling poor, unsuspecting dolts at darts, kicking someone's ass at mario kart... it really depends.

you feel so inclined. there's only an 83% chance i'll forget about this thing in a week.