I randomly met Dick Durbin. I probably looked like I was about to pee myself in excitement, apparently I think Senators are rock stars.
Since we're already here, fuck it. Some of us spend all this time taking that picture at the right angle to take off that extra 10 lbs, finding the correct lighting to fully exentuate the feminine side of your face or figuring out just the right filter on Instagram to make yourself look .001% more fuckable.
I get it. There's a potential problem: you can't hide these things after walking out your front door. Someone's going to take you for who you are, so let it be. I'll start:
Hairy, bearded, charming chubster of a man seeks intelligent women who don't fear lenghthy conversation and morbid humor/curiosity.
Shameless self-promotion: I just moved to Chicago from the 'burbs. I like coffee, conversation, political banter and bowties; haircuts in kitchens, geeking out about film and tv shows, and new adventures. I'm not very good at describing my life and aspirations in a text box, but I'm really into getting to know people who have something to say, and have a passion to share.