A little about me: I'm alive. A little more: Wear to start: Pants and shirt usually. I was born in a hospital in California in wine country. Lived some places. Went to an animal training school in California at Moorpark College. Passed all my classes: in your face all you people who said I'd fail (family). Graduated. Never got my degree because the school literally sent a letter to me outside of California saying that they couldn't send me my degree because they were trying to cut down the cost of mailing them when people could come get them unless I wrote them back assuring them I wasn't in California. Well done: I wonder why the state of California is so far in debt. Got a job at a Six Flags park training tigers. I know what you're thinking: Tiger training: cool. Or: Working in an amusement park: cool. Or maybe you're an ignorant animal rightist and you're offended by people training animals. Yes to the first one, no to the second one (no coasters for me), and what's the point in trying to convince you otherwise to the third. What else, uh, I like cheese, my dog, my girlfriend (Love), the old Choco Tacos (but I'm convinced they've made them smaller and I know they raised the prices), playing football (past tense), disc golf (need to make this more present tense), playing beach volleyball in a waterpark, taking pictures, writing (which I should do more, well maybe this is a start, but probably not, I mean look at this run on sentence with all these commas and < random sy ^mbols, if I'm gonna write more I might as well do it good), and probably other stuff. I would put the groups I'm a part of at the end but I forget how to do that, I don't feel like trying to figure that out, and any time I submit my work to their contests I lose...woah, woe, whew is me...maybe I'll start another account just to suggest my deviations for Daily Deviations...I'm just kidding, I'm far too lazy for that, and I've got scruples. Not true: No scruples.