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yinyangdragns

Male Switch, 35, Hawaii

was here before, thought id poke my head back in the door and look around.........about me, what is there to say? hmmmm...lets see, well, i am a little bit of a kid, a little bit of a dork, ok..alot a bit of a dork, a bit of an intellectual, bit of a geologist, kind of a monkey, definitely a gearhead, very shy, a little argumentative, a little chivalrous, kind of dark and moody, and all around...dammit, i seem to have run out of adjectives! i am college educated, i majored in japanese studies, and geology, although i do not work in either of those fields. i am very well read (it is my favorite pastime), and i love to write. i am a motorsports enthusiast and i love the outdoors, from camping to motorcycle riding. ive been told i have a good, but scarcastic, sense of humor, and i like intellectual and thought provoking discussions (one of my favorite college classes was philosophy). Oh and xbox and playstation....cant forget those!...

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