I was born on a rainy autumn day some 34 years ago, far, far away in an enchanted land.
Revision after 22 days: Deleted all even-remotely-traceable mentions to myself. Who knew there was such a thing as female stalkers...
Some random thoughts on the matter:
Tolstoi rules, so does Alvin Toffler and Tolkien. Just for the heck of it, Marx is as good as Ayn Rand. There is no good Dune movie, and there's no good Stargate book.
I really, really hate those '3-lines of dialogue in whole movie' films, so Steven Segall is out, and so is the bald guy with the cars. Later edit: Vin Diesel, still: the bald guy with the cars.
Music should be rock or rock like, but everything with a good rythm is ok.
I'll eat anything that tastes well, and admit to having been to a fast food joint at least once in my life. I eat meat, devour chocolate and have never met a japanese cook who can stop me from hating sushi.
That's about it.
You don't have seven heads.
You are not a serial killer (the fields above sound like the plot of a Poirot novel - you know what I'm good at, you can poison the 6 things I can't live without, and if that fails you can still kill me friday night because you already know where I'm going to be).
I don't believe in the beauty is on the inside concept and political correctness so you should be equally smart, caring and beautiful.
You should also ideally be a very good dancer, have a passport and be willing to travel, know how to swim and be a good cook.
Oh, yes, and you HAVE to know how to ride unicorns.
YOU SHOULD NOT MESSAGE ME IF:
You're selling pots/pans/watches/aspirins or whatever else.