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Page 3 . . . Will this site ever end!?! |
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Well, you've made it this far. Now you know more about me than you probably ever wanted to. But let me see if I can round that out just a little more, and include a couple of things I like to do (other than sitting on my butt and playing games). Most of my liesure activities have to do with water. As a kid, I spent summers with my father on the Eastern Shore, and developed a real affinity for swimming, fishing, or just about anything that had to do with water. Nowadays I enjoy going down to the James River when it gets nice. Sometimes I'll swim, but often I just lay on the rocks and soak up some sunshine. Never cared for the beach though, as much as I love water, I hate sand even more. There is just something about the way it gets into all your clothes and your hair, and clings to your feet when you've gotten wet, blech. Hey, you all knew I was wierd, dont look so surprised that I'm anti-sand. |
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Moving along, I used to spend a decent amount of time each week at the local gym. I joined in January of '99 and by September I had trimmed off 35 lbs, while at the same time drastically increasing my muscle mass and tone. Still some room for improvement; although with so much weight lost, I don't have half the motivation that I did when I began. Motivation or no, please don't make me angry... you wouldn't like me when I'm angry. Nowadays I've got my own gym in my basement. Its got all the stuff I liked about the gym, but none of the rugrats, blimb women, or steroid freaks. We put it freeweights, a bench, exercise bike, a heavy punching bag, and as a great bonus, a TV and stereo to keep the mind occupied while the body gets buff. |
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If you've known me very long at all, you know about my rants. Sometimes I see something in our society that just rubs me the wrong way, and much to the chagrin of my companions, I go off on a 20 minute tirade about it. In addition to being insightful social commentary, they are usually pretty funny. If you'd like to see some of the things that set me off, check out my ravings on seatbelt laws, traffic cops, property taxes, and obnoxious children. The rant section would be incomplete without the mother of all rants, The Friend Zone. I may not be able to change any of these things, but I dont have to like em! |
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The time has come to wrap this page up. Its been a lot of fun putting it together. Talking about one's self is everybody's favorite topic to begin with. Thank you for indulging my vanity and actually reading this to the end. I intend on keeping this site fairly well updated, so drop on by again sometime. In the meantime, you can always drop me an email at [email protected] . Say "hi", let me know whats up in your life, or just complain about how terrible the page is, whatever makes you happy! |
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Choose Your Own Adventure #49: The Webpage of Doom!! |
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This page was so good I have to read it again, take me back to the beginning!!!!! |
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I gotta see that sweet ride again, let me back to Page 2. |
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ENOUGH ALREADY!!!! How do I escape this boring webpage? |
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