I'm an aspiring graphic artist, and at this point I'm trying to get hired doing bartending or retail work. I'm a sarcastic bastard, animal lover, gamer, artist, and Japanophile all rolled up into one slightly out-of-shape white boy. I give great relationship advice, but I'm hopeless when it comes to my own problems. I tend to speak too soon and say too much. I use "lol" entirely to often, and usually at inappropriate times. I'm my worst critic at all times. I take my art and (constructive) criticism very seriously, and I always enjoy and respond to feedback. I'm laid back to a fault, but so help me if you piss me off I will end you. Okay, that's a lie, I'll probably just kick/block you, bitch for a minute or two then forget about it. I trust way too easily. I like to make off-color jokes, and if you think I'm racist... well, I don't really give a shit. I'm an equal opportunity jackass and I will make fun of myself just as much as I will anyone, regardless of ethnicity, religion, age, income or (perceived) level of intelligence. I can be hypocritical, and I'm not ashamed to admit it when called on it. I talk to myself, I curse like a sailor, I draw constantly, and I find something therapeutic in shuffling cards and folding origami cranes.