I try to be a nice guy. I don’t always make it.
I smoke too much. I also drink too much Dr Pepper.
I use the word “fuck” far too often.
I am a driven person at work. I am hard on co-workers that don’t meet the same standard.
I am selfish.
I can be a hypocrite.
I am fearful.
I sometimes fight the demons of my past. They haven’t won, yet.
I like people in specific. I could care less about the world at large. That’s too big a group for me to focus on. So, I started this blog because of one specific person, Z. If she and Aj hadn’t encouraged me to do it, I wouldn’t have. If they give me permission to stop, I will. *see later confessions to get more insight*
I am naive. I expect people to tell the truth be what they appear to be, and be nice. I am surprised when they are not.
I want approval from the people I care about.
I don’t like everyone, in fact, I don’t like quite a few people. That also surprises me, because I want to like everyone.
I don’t want a lot of “close friends”. I have achieved that goal.
My wife is my best friend.
I am lazy and impatient.
I want the world to change for my friends.
I am a smartass.
I have a bunch more, but this is all you get.