Wait - I'm supposed to be telling you about myself, aren't I? To hell with that. I expect you've read plenty of profiles, and a lot of them sound like a broken record. (Except, of course, that there's no actual sound...I'm being metaphorical, after all.) "I love to travel. I believe in balance. I'm looking for adventure. I'm as comfortable in jeans and a t-shirt as I am in a suit. Yada, yada, bullshit, bullshit." I don't think you can really learn much of value from someone's vague description of him or herself.
You can learn quite a lot about who someone really is when they're drunk. Or on really good meds. Or if it's me, you just ask.
I suppose I should say something about myself, just a formality. Let's see...I'm a "nice guy." I'm slow to anger. I'm very musical and creative, but most of my life revolves around computers. I use both sides of my brain. I love the rain, so long as I can watch and listen to it from a warm, dry place. Unless it's summer, in which case I prefer a cool, dry place. I love my Mom and my sisters. My Dad was my best friend. My friends are exceptional human beings, and I wish we all had more time to spend with each other. And that we all lived in the same city. That's probably enough for now. Should I go back and edit? I suppose not. Accept my flaws. I have them, like everyone else.
Happy hunting, people!
What do you want me to be really good at? It shall be arranged.
My piano (she's 7', 950 lbs of shiny black goodness)
Your smile is used freely and often.
You already have a life, but you want to enhance it.