When I first joined DA it was for photoshop brushes. I was modding Halo 2 with a friend, and I was a skinner. So it followed that I would find my self here, it being the best place for free brushes. Now I wont lie, the modding thing never went anywhere. We did some cool things, but ultimately we did nothing of value, nothing to be noticed.
After the modding I left DA and fell into world of warcraft. I played that for a year of my life, I was totally addicted I am sorry to say. I became rather unhealthy, and when I realized just how pitiful I had become I quit.
When I quit I felt... empty, lost even. So I found my self writing. My early attempts failed of course, and I did lose hope. I found my self just wandering around the Internet, and DA. That is when I met my future lovely.
I will not go into details on our relationship, but I will say it is because of her that I never went back to WoW. It was because of her I went out and got a job, and because of her I am who I am now. I owe a lot to her.
As I mentioned I found my self a job, a simple job at a drive in movie theater I lived next to. I must admit I loved my time working there, flipping burgers and helping customers. Of course when summer ended so did my job, so I found my self looking again. I eventually found one, working at a big box home improvement store that loves orange. I have been working there a year, as a lot attendant.
I feel I need to explain that last bit. In the year I have been there, 3 department heads have asked me to move to their department, each one I turned down. I like my job, being out side (yes even in the rain and snow) helping some people (I say some because many are jerks) and having a lot more freedom then just about every one else in the store. So yes, I have one of those jobs every one thinks only retarded people have, but it is by choice.
Now I find my self here again, a completely different person then I was when I first made this account. Some of the changes can be seen rather easily. My first stories were about werewolves and vampires, now I can hardly stomach either one (because every one is writing stories about them, and 90% of those suck). I used to love hard rock, and bands like 3 days grace and linkin park. I hate both of those now.
But most importantly I have friends, and people that love me and who I love. This is the greatest change since then. I am still a harsh jerk, but these people love me for it, hell even come to me for advice.
What does this have to do with this website? Nothing really, but I wanted to share who I really am. Do I think most people here will care? No, but the truth is I don't care either way.
So maybe you will see some story from me soon, maybe not. But at least now you know who I am.









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Gandhi walked barefoot, which produced an impressive set of calluses on his feet. He also ate very little, making him rather frail and, with his odd diet, he suffered from bad breath. This made him a super calloused fragile mystic hexed by halitosis.
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Eloise, Eloise
You never meant that much to me...
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