Look. I'm weird. Seriously. You sure you're ready for me?
I actually like affection and communication.
In NYC that's considered a fetish.
When I was younger, dating was easier. You met someone you liked and you hung out together. There was no pressure, no agenda.
Relationships had time to breathe.
Well I'm still like that. But unfortunately alot of women aren't anymore. This is about enjoying time together, building trust and sharing affection.
Be open. Give a relationship some time to breathe.
I come from the planet Jew. Sarcasm and humor is the language of my people.
I look like the Jewish Wolverine if you like that sort of thing.
A little edgy and adventurous. I smell good.
I'm an autodidact. A Lite-Brite scholar.
Sangfroid and liberal. Tea party=no, Coffee party=yes.
I don't get to use the word 'Sangfroid' much. Indulge me.
I'm indulgent. Mischievous. Enthusiastic. I like reciprocation.
And can we not put so much into the Myers-Briggs thing? They're only a personal evaluation tool, they don't determine or predict compatibility.
Let me know when they invent an SNA (selfish narcissistic asshole) or LSD (lying sociopathic douchebag) test and then we can talk.
Until then, meeting up, getting drunk together and sharing flirtatious glances and innuendos is still history's foolproof method.
“Disappointment came to me,
and booted me,
and bruised and hurt me,
but that's how people grow up.”
Show me your scars and I'll show you mine.