Who is the enigmatic Canadian looking man who mysteriously regards you from his WiFi saturated fortress of solitude (a small, cluttered blue office that contains up to five curious non-human mammals at any given time)? Is he somehow responsible for all those missing quantities of awesome? He is the one of legend, the slayer of asshats?

Or is he simply a man with little free time and a desire to write? You decide.

I am:
21 years of age
A man
Of Canadian origin (Made of sunburns and fur, mostly.)
Currently living in New Hampshire
Way too logical for my own good
The meanest nice guy you’ll likely ever have the (mis)fortune of meeting.
An atheist
Engaged

I like:
Writing
Reading
Science fiction
Web design
Spicy food
Roman culture
Eating out

I dislike:
Working for a living
Most things english