The Day I Introduced Myself

Day 1:

I chose this picture because I took it during my first Pride celebration. I had just finished signing a petition for the military to recognize same sex marriages for benefits. I had picked on the Army and Air Force guys because I am a Marine. Another of the petitioners, gave me a rubber duck wearing dress blues. It was the last one they had. 

The shirt I am wearing is one of my favorites. I bought it maybe a few days prior. It is from EpicMealTime. Which leads me into my fifteen facts about myself...

1. I love Bacon.

2. I love the Marine Corps. I am slightly conflicted on rejoining.

3. I am a smart ass, a natural flirt, and extremely passionate.

4. I can learn any language fairly quickly.

5. My modesty and humility are very high. 

6. I am a Ninja.

7. I have a large collection of underwear (borderline obsession).

8. Large bodies of water calm me or make me think.

9. I own 6 different cameras, each with a unique quality, and my newest one bought last night for $25.

10. I am honest and straight forward; I respect the same out of people.

11. I fall in love easily.

12. I am a sexual creature. Not that I have sex all the time, but my actions and mannerisms are sexual in nature.

13. Six is my favorite number.

14. I am highly competitive and will take on any challenge within my means...

15. I am fascinated by mirrors and reflections except when I am looking at myself.

And yet I will it there to be found

I just got done eating the one thing that I love in this world and I am high off of it. Bacon. It was cooked the wrong way but it was cooked. I have to educate these people on the ways of cooking bacon. It is like a god to me. It has to be cured and cut and cooked the right way. Anything other is just unsat.

I didn't think I would catch a buzz from bacon but I did. I love it so much. Why does it do this to me? I have never had a drug that made me feel the way that bacon does... And why is that? *scratches head* Why do I love a meat so dirty?

I was offered Bacon raw. As much as I want to eat it raw I do not love it that way. I suffered some battle scars just to have it cooked (it was cooked in a layer of oil [faux pas] on high heat). But I had it cooked. Apparently here in Georgia, bacon is to be eaten raw. Bad choice. I don't like it raw there is nothing there as far as flavor... But I guess that is what I am going to teach in the morning...