Basically, after 25 years in the Northeast Corridor, I packed up two suitcases, sold everything in my apartment, and came to San Francisco on a leap of faith. I now feel guilty for all those times I groaned about 4 PM calls with people on PST.
Some of the stereotypes are true. I move really fast, kind of like a hummingbird, and can have a bit of a mouth on me but it's amazing what you can get away with being a 5', 90 lb girl. Related, do not speak ill of Bruce Springsteen within earshot.
I find myself in unpredictable situations more often than not. Maybe I'll tell you about my spontaneous date with Bill Murray.
I'm an awesome sidekick. I carry around a bag big enough for me to live in, so you'll never have to search for, say, a wine key or a pocket sized UN charter. If I had a superpower, it would be the ability to charm the hell out of hotel staff for room upgrades. I'm also really good at making awkward phone calls.
I'm looking for someone who can keep up with me, and introduce me to the city and its ways. I click with men who are successful, confident, and who aren't afraid to challenge me. I do not trust men who don't eat meat.
Bottom line--you love your life and only thing that could make it better would be this girl.
