I work full-time as a Shinobi for the Japanese wing of the CIA...
I’ve got five fingers on my left hand and four fingers and a thumb on the right hand.
I’ve got something I think is a brain in my skull, which occupies a miniscule fraction of my head
...the remaining part is packed with nothing...
I can’t spell to save my life...
I’m confused and irritable and short-tempered and impatient (Not a great combination)
I’ve got millions of plans, schemes, dreams and fantasies going on in my mind.
I love dreaming since that’s the only time I can drive a Lamborghini with a PlayBoy model seated besides be!
I get inspired or taken in by people and things very quickly.
I was never satisfied with what i have, and never will be!
I can’t really dance either, though a sufficient amount of alcohol does do the job at times, to everyone’s amusement.
I seek to master the arts of the Mime (The dude painted black and white whose actions speak louder than words).
And yes, quit mistaking me for a bloodless nightcrawler...
I spend time playing the keyboard