I'm stubborn and set in my way's, but I can be forgiving. I love Animal's, and can't stand people who abuse them. I had a lot of hobbies and such but have more or less dropped out. Just going through the motion's of going to work and coming back home. I feel like theirs something missing in my life, but can't put a finger on it. It wouldn't be me to go a day without my mind being tormented by something. But hey, I've lived with it all these years. I'm as normal as the next person, if you feel we are all normal!