Im 5'11, 190 lbs! Single white male. Born in Toronto, raised there. Graduated High School and College with a degree in Graphic Animation. Partied a lot and I mean a lot! I was shy growing up, but if you were my friend I would open up and you would never know lol. I was pretty much a good kid, god into trouble, did things I wasn't supposed to. My mother has told me stories of how I used to streak the halls in the apartment building I grew up in lol. How one Saturday she woke up and found me spreading mustard all over the couch for my sofa sandwich. My personal favorite, watching the water flow over the side of the bathtub and all over the floor. I had many great times as a child growing up. We used to go camping to our trailer every weekend, that was another world where I had my own "crew" of friends. It was a small camp ground and there were many kids there but our little group was close and I'll never forget them. So many good times into our teens! In which I am very grateful I managed to live through. One weekned I wandered to the beach, I was about 11 and I was trotting through the water and I went under, and drowned...I was clinically dead for 10 minutes. I don't remember much from the experience only it felt like I was floating, there was a dark greyish-green tint with dark black trees without foliage in the background. They managed to revive me in the emergency room, I remember yelling for my pants! LOL! and my mom! :) Tough lesson for me to learn. I am also very repsectful of the water now. I'm not scared of it but I do know what can happen in seconds! I had my first girlfriend when I was 19, she asked me out! She was beautiful, long blonde hair, hazel green eyes, I remember spending alot of time making out with her. We went out for 4 years. Then we grew apart. I still think about her to this day wondering where she is, whats become of her? Does she think about me? Does she have a family? Maybe one day we will cross paths again. I doubt it. Our family trips to the trailer camp ground ended in 1989, and it was very hard to say good bye to my friends I had made for 15 years in the camp there. We told each other we would stay in contact and we have, but we are not as close as we were then. They all started families, while I took the other path of partying it up in Toronto. I got into the alcohol and heavy metal scene and eventually into the weed. Then I had a new crew I hung with. Until in 1995 I met 2 people that got me out of the party scene and back to reality, my friends Rob and Steve. I sobered up and gave up smoking, was hard but I did it, I was 27 and it was time to get responsible. I got a job and my own apartment, hung out on weekends with Rob and Steve and met a new girl Mandy! She was an angel, I loved her so much! She was 22, I was 28, to me we seemed fine but over the next 2 years, she crumbled our world we had when she told me she had been seeing someone else and was pregnant with his child. That was such a huge blow to me.....I'm thankful for my friends Rob and Steve who were there for me or I might have returned to the bottle and who knows. However I was 30 and I needed a change, so I got a new apartment, and a better paying job and for the next 2 years was doing well, but It was time for me to leave, I was 32 I moved to a small town in Northern Ontario, From a major city of 2 million + people to a town of 52! Yes 52! Where the major intersection is a crossing of dirt roads and the general store/ post office. Surrounded by wildlife and pines. What the fuck was I thinking! Well at least they have phone lines out here! lol. To this day its lonely out here not much to do. But I keep very busy. I goto town once in awhile its a city to the south called Kingston! Reminds me of Toronto. I have my friends up every now and then. We hunt fish and talk about the old days. Right now in my life I am somewhat content. I'm still working and enjoying life, but, as for my love life is the pits, isn't much for me in this small town basically people that are retired which is about 45 of them. lol. I'm single and I hate it. I am tired of the lonely christmas's and my friends tell me go out and look for someone, thats easy when you have the time, and I really don't, I work 6 days a week 12 hour shifts and I commute back and forth to work 266 km one way! So its kind of hard. In my free time Im busy keeping up the place or resting. That doesnt mean if I did find anyone I would continue on this path lol. Its better to keep busy I think. Maybe one day when I do find that someone, I can shower her with love and affection that only she deserves! :) My life in a paragraph. lol.