Hello to any and all reading this... I already like you for what's it's worth

Sooooo... I like stuff. How about you? You do? I like you more...

Okay time to get serious... women dig that right? I'm a 35 year-old single man new to the internet dating scene... and now having typed that I likely sound closer to 95. I'm actually quite active and find it near-torturous to stay still for extended periods of time... well, except when I'm sleeping... I tend to fall asleep and wake up in the EXACT same position... it's almost eerie really... but on the flipside my sheets will likely last thousands of years... I've probably said too much. Moving on...

I enjoy working out as we are only given one body, so I figure I'll take care of it best I can... this is no way means that I lack the ability to pass a mirror without lovingly admiring my traps... but it does mean that I know what traps are and roughly where they reside on my (and technically your) body... if you work out, I believe the term is "bonus"... if not, meh... not the end of the world... or 2012 as the Mayans and Hollywood studio execs would have us believe...

As I so accurately stated above, I fix things for a living... not "fix" in a Dr. Phil hour-long, life-changing session sort of way but "fix" in terms of your home and the things you value inside of it... need to install a new vanity in your bathroom? I'm that dude... need to hang that shiny new 52" LCD TV on the wall? I'm that dude as well... need to figure out why your 56 year-old, pill-popping, rage-aholic mother (who still insists on breast-feeding your 23 year-old brother) refuses to give you the love and respect you so longingly crave? I may have some theories... but you may want to seek out some professional help all the same... just sayin'...

How did this thing get so far off-track? Hard to say really... plentyoffish (pof for all of you in a rush) forced me to write more than the one-liner I originally planned and clearly I panicked... it happens... to me. That's not entirely true... I'm actually a pretty cool customer and "laid-back" was the word used to describe me in my grade 9 highschool yearbook... thankfully (and perhaps sadly) I haven't changed much since then... DON'T YOU JUDGE ME!!! I digress...

Did I mention that I love music? No? That's sooo unlike me... well I do to put it mildly. I've been lucky enough to meet a lot of people from all over the globe and the one thing that unites us all is music... that and alcohol... combine the two and get ready to raise the roof... are we still saying that? If not, we should be... of course what is music without dancing? Well, it's actually just listening at that point... which is alright too... but I like to dance, so if you don't then let the awkwardness ensue because I will cut-a-rug in front of you until you are left with no alternative but to join me... magical!

Before I put this train wreck to bed, I must mention that I have a super-cool 7 year-old son who will likely run the world one day... that or drive a bus... he changes his mind daily... either way I'm down with the program... if you don't like kids and this is a problem for you, I appreciate your honesty and hope for your sake that Satan does too... I'M KIDDING... Satan appreciates nothing.

If you find yourself on the edge of your seat having read all this... you really should get out more... and in all honesty, we both should because I'm the one who wrote this and clearly we have things to talk about...

For a first date... let's pretend it's a second date