I started this blog, in hopes that I can start getting paid for blogging... but while I await on sites to approve this site, I have already started to benefit from just writing down all of my thoughts. Kind of a therapeutic way for me to realize some creativity, amongst other things.
My interests are as random as my blogs. Its border line, ADD and depression. I get interested in something, learn as much as I can about it, satisfaction kicks in, then I get bored of it and move on to another topic/subject. I knew my wife was meant for me cause she kept my interest, I don't feel to move on (kind of weird if you ask me), but I love her to death.
Also, I'm not stupid, I've just done some (ok, a lot of) stupid things. =P