I entered the Bill Murray poetry contest today. Keeping my fingers crossed...
What is dating in 2011, anyway?
Recent dates have confirmed my tragically high standards. I'm holding out.
Maybe I should post Affliction t-shirt/ embezzled jeans pictures.
Maybe I need post-workout, protein-enhanced shirtless armshots from my cameraphone in the bathroom.
Maybe I just need to meet you. And maybe you just need to meet me.
Here are some random statements that describe me...
I love talking with children and the elderly.
I started a magazine recently.
I work hard for good karma.
I believe in helping others.
I appreciate women who are grounded. It's boring at first but irresistibly sexy (and essential) in the long run.