I am compulsive, neurotic, twister, manic and paranoid but basically normal. Once, however, I was referred to as "that crazy guy" by some strangers I met at a party.

Sure, I like to party. I like to fucking go crazy. I'm a wild guy. Feral! Who doesn't like to party? If you don't party... Don't message me.

I don't sing or write poetry but sometimes I contemplate deeply on deep, deep matters.

But seriously, I feel I should write something a little more revealing about myself here. I am random, creative, open-minded and a free thinker. I love debating points with friends, physical labour, music and my cat. I know it sounds like I'm about to make another joke here but I really just love my cat, the big goof ball. I hope if I ever have a kid it's like my cat.

I often feel that song lyrics can speak on my behalf. They speak poetry that I normally choose not to and they communicate ideas in a way that I have profound appreciation for. It is because of the aforementioned reasons that I have begun development on a new tool that will reinvent communication: The Artificial Sing Speaker! (ASS!). ASS will record my full paragraph as I speak into it and then quickly choose an appropriate song (or section thereof) to play on my behalf. People always take it much better when you tell them they're an asshole via song. My ASS device should be released sometime in early spring, 2011.

But seriously, I feel I should write something a little more revealing about myself here. I am random, creative, open-minded and a free thinker. I love debating points with friends, physical labor, music and my cat. I know it sounds like I'm about to make another joke here but I really just love my cat, the big goof ball. I hope if I ever have a kid it's like my cat.


Finally, I am quite new to this site and have never been involved with one of it's kind before. I'm just looking to meet new friends and make new connections. Recently my roommate and best friend left to travel and I moved from Vancouver to Edmonton. Just hoping to establish some connections!

Oh, that stuff I said about "If you don't party... Don't message me" that was just a lie. Message me as long as you don't have a lazy eye. That's my only real rule. I mean honestly, where are you looking? Who are you looking at? Are you paying attention to me when I talk to you? I have no fucking clue.