After a Shipwreak in the Atlantic, I'm licking my wounds (umm, salty!).
Crossing all the worlds oceans by Yacht (not going so well this one).
Creating new lives.
One of my next ones is a Croupier dealer in Vegas who marries couples dressed as Elvis on the weekends.
In my past one I was an evangelist with an addiction to jerking off and crying in shame afterwards.
Having noisy sex at inappropriate times.
Learning the age old wisdom of self-contentness coupled with humor.
You're attractive and have your shit together (though preferably not in a pile in your bedroom).
You can spell, dance, are generally happy and have most (if not all) your teeth.
The rest is negotiable.