I Have A Remarkably Normal Life.

My Tattoo Is That I Don't Have A Tattoo.

They Did Something Once That Slurred My Speech, And I Thought, "oh, Man, You're Messing With My Brain. It's Freaking Me Out."

I Don't Want People To Kick My Ass, I Just Want To Get To A Point Where They Can't Kick It.

My Natural State Is One That's Affected By The Shortage Of Dopamine Production In My Brain. So My Natural State Is To Be Halting And At Times Tremulous And Kind Of Just Physically Disturbed. I Mean, That's My Natural State, Given The Situation In My Brain. But I'm Always As Happy Either Way. And So When It Comes To Me, Body Language Lies.

I Wait For Good Opportunities To Come Up To Do Stuff; I'm Not Seeking Things. I'm Quite Busy In The Meantime, But If The Right Thing Came Up, I Would Be Happy To Do It.