I'm really easy......to get along with. I was born and raised in NYC, but my big smile, hearty laugh, and overall demeanor get me mistaken for a Midwestern transplant all the time. I'm laid back, can't hold a grudge, and only take serious things seriously. I'm quick-witted and quippy, and I guarantee I can make you laugh. My humor is variously silly, sarcastic, dry, deadpan, or filthy.
I get super excited about things that interest me or make me happy. Doctors* have identified this condition as Little-Kid-on-Christmas-Morning Syndrome.
*I use the term "doctors" loosely.
I'm ambitious, adventurous, assertive, articulate, and have an apparent affection for alliteration. I'm an unabashed nerd, and there's little I enjoy more than intellectual stimulation. I'd rather discuss asteroid belts than Hermes belts, and I'm perplexed by people who don't feel the same way. (SCIENCE FACT: If you took all the veins in your body and laid them end to end, you would die.) If you can give me a brain boner, I'll fall in love with you just a little bit.
I work in real estate and find being successful extremely gratifying. I don't mind putting in crazy hours and busting my butt because that keeps my career trajectory on a nicely upward-sloping path, and I am never content with coasting.
I'm a morning person. And also an afternoon and evening person. I don't want to veer into saccharine territory, but I think life is pretty damn beautiful. I like wearing dresses and skirts, but I don't do manicures and facials, and I don't care who designed my purse.
I'm a gym rat, and staying in shape is very important to me. You could punch me in the stomach, and I wouldn't even feel it. Not that I'm inviting you to punch me in the stomach. Well, at least buy me dinner first. My pastimes include almost all athletic activities (except soccer. I stink at soccer. Sorry, Europe), taking long, aimless walks around the city, blissing out to great beats, engaging in friendly debates, and just enjoying the company of good people in any situation or setting.
I don't get into many arguments, but when I do, I find they're best resolved by looking the other person square in the eye and informing them that I only answer to one being: the Flying Spaghetti Monster.
I am politically incorrect, punny, affectionate, not vanilla, low maintenance, confident, hopelessly romantic, and an idealist (but also a realist). When I give my heart, I give it completely.