I'm at that point in my life where everyone is focusing themselves through the academic occulus of what they want to become, and i'm still sitting at the fork in the road. although, this split sits on a road that i have already chosen my career field, i'm attempting to make the decision whether i want to be in a kitchen for the rest of my life, or spend it in a lab, or live out my days as a writer. within the next two years, i hope this will bring me to the pacific northwest (i'm debating between portland and seattle areas). oh, if you didn't pick up on that already, i'm a culinary arts student; i know how to cook. nothing too fancy, but i'm sure it's a few steps beyond the norm that many males my age consume on a daily basis. what i'm looking for mostly, is someone who can tolerate (or hopefully appreciate) my humor, which is a mix of dark humor, biting wit and spontaneity. i paint and draw, yet i wouldn't consider myself an artist. that is not to say that i am at the level of a child using crayons and finger paint, i just believe that the ability to create something that is only aesthetically pleasing alone does not count as art. i have also delved into the literary universe, but not with much success. i've picked up freshwater surfing recently, and the great lakes are just as much of a pain as i always remember them being. i also play video games in my free time. if i have any, that is.