Its a bit odd to sell oneself but lets give this a try.
I'm finally a "real" New Yorker. I just had my tenth anniversary here and theres no turning back now. I own my own small business which is a special events design and production agency. I do love my work but I also love to be adventurous and travel or be lazy and sloth-like on my couch when its shitty outside.
I have a great life but its missing the right person who can make me smile when I'm cranky, someone who will laugh at all my good jokes and call me out on my bad dad ones, eat out with me almost every night, go away with me on the weekends, challenge me intellectually and stimulate my senses. Am i being greedy??