(October revision) The longer I keep up with online dating, the more I've learned. I've learned that most guys want a scrawny modelesque, rocket scientist who would make a nice 50's housewife and inflate their male ego.
I am not her.
I've learned that the guys who say they don't want that ^^, really do but lie.
I've learned that saying I'm a work in progess means people expect me to a morbidly obese, emotional wreck who has 16 cats and no friends.
I am not her either.
I am real. I am a fabulous person. I have ups and downs. I have good days and bad. I get sentimentally attached to silly things. I like jeans and sweaters and comfortable shoes and sitting at home watching the Avengers on friday nights. I love going to the bookstore for coffee and book-buying. I am a ballet dancer who doesn't have a ballerina body. On sundays, I don't like change out of my pajamas. But on that same note, I have to get out of the house sometimes and just go DO something, even if it's just shop for groceries. I am real.
I've learned that people expect what my profile says to be a facade and that I'm really different. (untrue) I've been accused to unrealistic expectations because I ask for what I want, and I know that he's out there. I just haven't met him yet. I ask for someone kind and thoughtful, someone I can hold conversations with about anything, even about nothing at all. Someone who can readily admit they aren't perfect and laugh at their faults like I do mine. Someone who can be ok with my close relationship with my family, both nuclear and extended. Someone who can handle the drama life throws at you, because it will come with me. I'm not a drama queen, not at all, but I have my share of baggage and drama like most people and I'm not going to hide it away. Someone who likes long blond hair, small carny hands, a seemingly endless run of non-sensical observation which seems to be inspired by nothing at all. I really want to meet someone with whom I can cultivate a solid friendship and let things be organic. I want to take things slow. Like glacial-pace slow. Gotten this far? Impressive. Read on New Person.
I am what some consider an odd person. I did classical ballet growing up and then went home from class to play video games. I can be fine in a room full of people, chatting and telling stories or sitting in a corner reading a book, ignoring the world. I make lots of jokes, some funny, and can be very silly. I love my pets like furry kids. My bedroom consists of 3 things: bookshelves, a bed, and an easel. Oh, and dirty clothes.
Just realized: I only have a twitter account so that I can say things that aren't suitable for my Facebook friends and family. Because my twitter account is questionably inappropriate. #dirtytweets