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Handle:
MisterSchmister
Essay:
Aren't we ALL too interesting, too attractive, too special to be reduced to flipping through tiny pictures in some small hope that maybe we'll get to spend a few minutes pretending we aren't disappointed in so and so because he or she didn't live up to their pictures? But this is supposed to be fun, remember? How to go about this without using the pronoun "I" in every single sentence? I don't like describing myself. But, this being a site for dating....I may not know you but I want you to like me. How backwards is that? Best to separate wants from needs. Life is simpler that way. Curiosity, and usually coffee, are what get me out of bed in the morning. My parents are together well after thirty years. Though I've no idea how they've done it, I think it has something to do with how they compliment each other's characters. That's rare, but worth looking for. Not sure what I want. I never have been when it comes to girls. It's not been a problem, really, not knowing what you want in a partner. As for you. I have read your profile. I like that you try to make the most of every day. It's impressive that you love either dressing up for a night on the town, but can also stay in with wine and a good movie. I like that you have a dog or cat, and that you love your job and LA. None of that tells me anything about you, however. I'm far more interesting in what you DON'T want me to know rather all the generic attributes you give yourself. I might even like you all the more for the hidden weirdnesses. We can all agree that mutual attraction is important. Let her be pretty, and let him be handsome. Etc, Etc. Nobody likes to make out with uglies. After we've settled that, tell me a story. Be a smart ass. This is supposed to be fun, after all.
Gender:
Male
City:
Los Angeles
State:
California