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I’m looking for

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  • Ages 18-40
  • Near me
  • For new friends, long-term dating, short-term dating, casual sex

My details

Last online
Nov 20
5' 9" (1.75m)
Body Type
Post grad
Might want kids
Has dogs
English (Fluently), French (Somewhat), Spanish (Somewhat)
My self-summary
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I don't dance well. This does not prevent me from stumbling about on dance floors, however. I'll try to stay out of your way if you're a serious dancer. I can watch you appreciatively. I tend to "wear my heart on my sleeve," or so I'm told. If I like someone, I give them quite a bit of attention. I don't smother them, but I bring them or mail them toys, chocolate, songs, pasta, firecrackers, jewelry, haiku, and anything else that makes me think of them. I write love-letters. Sometimes really long love-letters. I'm NOT one of those control nut guys. I think it's really important for couples to have their OWN friends, of both genders, and spend time with these friends. If you want to go out for an evening with a friend you've known for ten years, or you go to lunch with the new person who started to work in your office/joined your class this week, I've got NO problem with that. You don't have to tell me about it, and I won't ask, "So where were YOU last Friday night when I called to ask you if you wanted to go out for New Orleans-style food?" Now, if you *volunteer* something like, "I went out for New Orleans-style food last night, and my dinner was BETTER than yours, THEN it is possible that I'll get jealous. But that's about the only condition. I figure that if someone wants to be in some sort of relationship with me, they're going to be honest and faithful because they have enough SELF-RESPECT to be that way. It's not about me, as much as I might want to imagine it is. Oh. You should be aware that I tend to slander food that I don't like. I'm particularly unkind to toadstools, because they are too primitive and poisonous to eat, and to eggplant, because it looks too much like the bulbous, purple nose of a friend of mine. I pretend to get VERY UPSET if I eat a good meal, and I later find out that it has something I don't imagine that I like in it. You should also be aware that I am the Ideal Height, which is to say, about 5'9". There is simply no need to be taller than that. If you're one of these people who only wants to meet/date people over seven feet in height, just hit that "next" button... When I am Emperor, I'm going to impose a Height Tax on folks who are over 5'9", because they consume disproportionately more resources than those of use under that height. Why anyone would limit themselves to really tall partners, or make ANY physical feature a requirement for initiating a friendship/relationship, is beyond me. I can just imagine the kind of responses that would I get to this ad if I said, "I'm only interested in meeting guys over 7" or girls with only 36DD breasts." I'd be harshly criticized, and deservedly so. I don't see how height requirements are any different. I also think they reek of a subtle kind of sexism. One that suggests that taller men are somehow more "manly" or desirable than shorter men. I tend to suspect that people who have height requirements are probably not comfortable with their own size or shape. I've dated and/or lusted after tall and short people, Rubenesque people and petite people. All physical types have their own special appeal. I can evaluate what your special appeal is, but I need to perform a hands-on evaluation. I detest all tea that I have tried thus-far. However, in most of the East, one is not considered an adult until one drinks tea. And so, when I go to a Persian, Japanese, Chinese, Korean, or other ethnic restaurant at which tea is served, I shall fill my tea-cup up half-way, and then make a point of PRETENDING to drink tea when the waiter or waitress comes by. He or she eventually notices that my cup appears to have been drunk from, and then I am treated like an adult. Oh, that's something else...a person I am attracted to should expect long, late-night e-mail messages that tend to meander a bit.