I suffered, I learned, I changed.

I'm in a great place right now and I want to share this with someone willing to make time and put forth effort into a relationship.

I spent my adolescence doing my vocabulary homework last because it thrilled me to learn new words, its definitions, & then construct sentences to further understand them. Now that I am an adult (whatever that means), I pray that time spent wasn't a waste while I write novels I dream about seeing on the NYTimes Best Sellers' list & perhaps help me win a Pulitzer Prize. But even if it wasn't I at least can die knowing I dearly loved something, and that I had been doing what I loved. I think that's important to have when the world has slowly gone to shit, don't you think?

I do have a paying job, though.

I'm writing a novel. If you'd like to check it out here's the link:
http://t.co/oCfZ3s3IDv

Contribute to the Art of Writing; Buy My Book? http://wp.me/p1eIF5-5g

Writing, remembering little details about people, and recalling memories from long ago with vivid descriptions.

I don't look my age

There is no way I can list something as my "favorite" because new material is constantly added to such lists.

This is pretty interesting. Its an infograph done by The New Yorker charting our income based on the subway line we live on: http://www.newyorker.com/sandbox/business/subway.html

Books. Books for Christmas. Books for my birthday. Books because you saw a title on a bookshelf and thought of me. Books books books.

A plethora of topics that cannot be summed up in a box because this isn't a resume so if you want to know if I'm "qualified" to be your boyfriend, strike up a conversation with me.

I can't be the only person who believes the "short-term dating" option is code for "friends with benefits" because nobody at least 25 should be looking for something short term. I mean, what's the point of it in the first place? It sounds like you're looking for a summer romance which in some instances can be perceived in the same light as friends with benefits.

Coming home from work too tired to function.

I'm actually a woman. My real name is Shaniqua Doesyourbodygood Jones from Bed-Stuy, Brooklyn. Yup, I'm a Catfish. Sorry.

-You feel like it.
-You like geeky dates because that's what I specialize in; geeky. I have this one particularly neat (or geeky) one in mind that I'd like to go on.
-You're down for an afternoon or late-night competition in Super Mario Kart or Super Mario World (console and game(s) provided by me).
-You believe in the saying "the sooner, the better" in regards to meeting up because I personally do not enjoy corresponding for so long over the phone via text/call.

Side Note: I feel like I shouldn't have to add this but I think since its an issue for the persons involved it would be nice for them to know- women with children are more than welcome to message me. I was raised by a single mother so in some way I understand the difficulties you may or may not be going through.

DON'T message me if:
-You killed or put your last boyfriend in the hospital.
-You're not looking to meet up. PLEASE don't waste my time if this isn't even a possibility.