Alright, a lot of people don't write much on here. Too bad I'm not one of those people...

For starters, I'm an introvert who pragmatically realizes that the love of my life isn't going to simply appear out of nowhere. It could take a fair bit of digging, to uncover greatness. I'm unafraid to dig, and to work for what I desire.

I think slender women are beautiful, and "meat on one's bones" is nothing but a self-justification for unhealthy patterns of living (fat is only healthy in areas where famine is commonplace). If you're "thick," "curvy," "full-figured," or "BBW," you're just a fat, roly-poly ball of lard. And I don't want to hear your "woe is me" stories about how food is the only thing that doesn't molest/beat/insult/judge you. You are not special, and your suffering is as trite as it is uninteresting.

I have something to say. Generally, people don't want to hear it, and I've had lots of great messages pass through my fingertips, to find unreceptive eyes and minds. If I write you something, the least you can do is respond in the negative. Being ignored is just plain insulting, because each and every message I write is hand-crafted for a specific audience.

If you think that a 27-year-old is either a player who wants nothing but sex, or a guy who's driven by some needy internal mandate to get married by the end of 2010, that's just not true. Why don't we start with getting to know each other, and THEN you can buy me a ring.

I've got irregular sleeping patterns. Other than when I'm required to do something (ie, my job, laundry, fixing something around the house), I might just sleep. Last night, I stayed up all night, went to bed at 9 am. I lay awake in my bed from around 3 to around 5 pm. Because I felt like it, and didn't have a huge number of tasks to complete.

My goal in life is to have the capability to be a lazy bum, and be supported by my investments. If you don't think I can do this, you're in plentiful company. I still plan to retire within 3 years, and I'll most likely accomplish this whether or not you're part of my cheer squad.

I have no interest in children. I don't hate them, I don't take candy from them just to be a douche. But I've taken proactive steps to ensure I can't have them (I grin every time someone mentions an "accidental" child... like the guy just fell in, or something); and I won't raise yours. You might be the woman of my dreams, but I see no reason to waste my life producing creatures that will give me nothing but further hardship.

I know for a fact that I can get you off. And that you'll melt in my hands like chocolate in Death Valley the first time I desire it. You can't get me off, though; sexually, you have no power over me, and a lot of women find that intimidating.

I have a good vocabulary, I spell well, and I can harvest the gist from wherever I hear or read it. I know what's going on, and I will use this information to break my enemies at my first opportunity. Do not be my enemy, because the likelihood is you don't deserve that much effort.

I desire an intelligent, self-supporting, clinically-sane, slender, athletic woman.

I've got a lot of plans, such as growing my own food (which I've pushed to next year), getting my first rental leased to a great tenant, planning certain things which I'm not going to mention at this time...

And I'm looking for a great mate. If you've read this far, you might be she. Or her. Or something like that.

I'm really good at finding the most clear and concise way to say or do something. I'm really good at cutting through all the extra crap. I'm also pretty decent at making dreams into reality - when I can imagine something, I can make it happen somehow. The only hard part is being careful what I imagine...

If you should happen to have a natural catastrophe or civil unrest, that's probably because of me. My bad.

I'm an odd fellow. I'm also pretty honest. Like, yes, dear, your ass DOES look fat in that dress, and you're starting to look like your mother. Frankly, boss, that was a stupid idea, and technically against company policy.

Any wonder I'm single and underpaid?

Books - books? I only sit down with a book when I think it can teach me something... or if it's a choose-one's-own-adventure book... it rules being the master of some generic character's destiny! But if you must read about books (which doesn't quite sound right), I like The Encyclopedia of Wood. And Think and Grow Rich. And Psycho Cybernetics. And How to Win Friends and Influence People (I can start by not beating them... even if they deserve it).
Movies? The One, with Jet Li. Just contemplative enough to justify watching Yulaw kick ass and... kick more ass! Yeah, ziggurat fights for all! I like most martial arts flicks from whence I can glean some knowledge, and zombie flicks (I love seeing the critical choice of run or bunker up -- in the moment, it can be a tough call to make).
Music? I like Japanese anime music because it's often energetic, it sometimes has associations with those wonderfully-drawn film characters in glorious, glossy settings (anime), and because I don't understand a damn word they're singing. I'll find a way to enjoy just about anything, but since you're not going to spend all damn day reading this, I'll cut it off with: "as long as s/he doesn't spend more than three seconds on one note, and no mention of pick-up trucks is made, I can usually keep the inner demon at bay." Bonus points if it's about kicking ass or accomplishing goals (these are a few of my favorite things...).
Food? Did you say food? FEED MEEEEEEEE. I enjoy shakes (which are exactly the same as smoothies, just marketed differently), grape juice, macaroni and cheese, oatmeal, a hamboiga (okay, hamburger), peanut butter, pizza, cereal... it'd probably take less time to mention what I _don't_ like, than what I do.

The Future, Imagination, Right hand, Left hand, The ability to change the world, The hope that Love isn't just another crazy delusion

How to obtain my goals. I have a lot of them, and I make a lot of mistakes. Most people I know just get a job, focus on building a career out of it, and stop working just in time to wither away. I want to be immortal, and I want to be very powerful (wealth-wise and strength-wise).

I also think a lot about walking the fine line between being a hard-charging douchebag who WILL get my way, and the doormat "relationship-builder" who lets everything slide and is remembered fondly by the hustlers of the world.

Doing one of many little projects that require explanation. This season... and thinking about it, this isn't a little project... I'm planning to grow a full-on subsistence garden.

I used to be VERY touchy -- I touched girls a lot when I was younger. But certain circumstances convinced me that doing so wasn't a good idea in the least. And while it's great not being all touchy, an unfortunate side-effect is that being touched kinda scares me. I've actually ducked back in fear, when a girl reached out to caress my face.

You think I'm interesting. That's not a continuation of "You should message me if..."

You seriously think I'm interesting, to have read this far. So write to me, for the love of grape juice!