I just moved to California (from Maine, by way of Ohio). I'm enjoying exploring another coast. Show me around?
Some things you should know about me:
I own a rainbow colored pair of pants and a tweed jacket. (I don't wear them at the same time)
When I see someone crying on a park bench, I stop.
I'm about two chapters short of a Ph.D. on medieval France.
I'd rather be outdoors than indoors, even in the rain.
I hate unalterable plans. I've been known to get on a train first and ask where it's going later.
I have rheumatoid arthritis, so I often use a scooter or a cane. If you really, really want a tennis partner, I'm probably not your girl.
I've lived in France, Japan, and Germany. The world is full of things I haven't done yet, and I love that.
If we're friends and you call me and say "I need you," I'm there. Middle of the night or middle of the work day.
I'm a tomboy. If you ever say to me, "step aside little lady, I'll take care of this," there will be bodily harm done.
I am really terrible at fixing electronics, despite my best efforts. If that's a passion of yours, I will gladly step aside!
I hate intolerance.
(extra points if that made you smile)
(but I mean it, too)
I have baggage (doesn't everyone, honestly?), but nothing that won't fit under the seat in front of me.
I think dignity is overrated.
I cheat on crossword puzzles.
I can be happy doing nothing all day, as long as I'm doing it with someone I love.
Things I'm looking forward to learning about you:
What gives you joy?
What makes you laugh out loud?
What do you believe in so deeply that you would never compromise it under any circumstances?
I think that's the bedrock of a person, and much more important than what you do to keep body and soul together, what you look like or where you went to school.
I'm looking for a man who knows himself and is happy with who he is.
I'm trying to imagine you reading this and writing to me. Who are you? I'm hoping maybe you like to read and don't mind an occasional intellectual argument. Past experience tells me we're more likely to hit it off if you watch Jon Stewart than Bill O'Reilly. It would be really cool if you were someone who wears old jeans and doesn't mind getting muddy. But I also don't believe love is made to order. Surprise me.