Ok, let's see. Why am I on this site? For fun, I suppose. I was on here before but deleted it - I couldn't be bothered. But I'm also of the mind that I'm never going to find my Mrs. Other-Half in a bar so hey, why not. Next step - yoga classes!!

About me: Gemini. I am the best - and worst - of both worlds. I am a bad boy (mellowed down nowadays) but am also a nerdy geek. I'll play the piano for your grandparents before dragging you to a grungy bar to rock out on the drums. I look great in a suit but usually stick to jeans and a punk shirt. I spend too much time around home and the city for now but I want to eventually travel the world. I can spend hours staring at .php code and just as easily switch over to porn.

OMG, did I really just say that?

I'm not usually serious.

Or am I???

I'll save the fun stuff for filling in those dull, silent moments when/if the time comes.

Ok, maybe I'll add a quick note here. Yes, that says student. I worked my butt off in the skilled trades while raising my oldest son on my own. I've finally taken the opportunity to achieve one of my goals which is going back to school for something better. I still work on the side but hopefully this weeds out the materialists and those in need of financial support with no ambitions of making their own living - at least until I'm out of school and again making great money. As for me? I may come off a little wild so far, but I'm very down to earth and I write a lot better than I speak. The following story about nervously stuttering is pretty truthful until I'm comfortable. I have a huge heart and would love to exchange it with another, but I am cautious and don't plan on taking anything farther than feels right. I love fairy tale endings - just need to sift through the impostors to find my princess.

Crap. I almost went sentimental...

Drive around the block a couple times, unsure whether to finally stop at your house or back out while I still have the chance. Somehow we'd end up at a little bar because neither of us are original enough to find anything different to do nearby. You'd nervously ask for a beer because anything in a glass might seem too girly. I'd order a beer for the same reason. I'd then stammer out our order, drop my wallet, feel my face go red as I scrambled for my loonies, and then cringe as I heard you snort while trying to hide the laughter. We'd finally sit down in a quiet corner where we could hear each other over the 45's playing on the ancient jukebox, yet still in sight of all the other patrons because, well, I'm still not sure if I can trust being alone with you, as you're really producing a crazy vibe. We'd then take turns talking about absolutely nothing, throwing in the 'fun stuff' as mentioned in the previous section to fill in the gaps. I'd blame all my yawns on my crooked jaw and how I constantly need to stretch it. After two or three beers, I drop you off and we assure one another that we'll do it again next week. Months later we run into each other at the bar and quickly run.

Alternate ending:

Somewhere between hearing you snort and finishing our first beers, we kind of hit it off. We spend the night talking about everything and anything. The bar closes and, even with me being the manly man, we somehow end up walking along the river until four in the morning. Woah, wait, you're trying to kiss me?? Ummm, I think you're coming on a little too strong. Starting to think you're a little too easy for me. But yeah, let's do it again next week!

Maybe...