I like a lot of things. Always open to new...

I'm curvy, so if you're NOT into that sort of thing, then move along...OR talk me into the gym. Recent studies have shown that muscles are NOT brains...k, meatheads? Not that I don't appreciate healthy; I eat plenty of veggies, fish, chicken, love power yoga, pilates, swimming, hiking, dancing, etc...But who really wants to cuddle up to a bag of bones, anyway? I'll tell you who...superficial men....and at some point and time, you will get sick of her endless, non-sensical babble about the Bebe store, whether or not she should have gotten more highlights or low lights in her hair this last time, or does her ass look too big in these jeans, even though she's only eaten 1 green bean a day for the last week? Blah..blah...blagh..blaggghhh....YET she hasn't even taken the the time to ask how your day has gone? All you're thinking is how do I kill her and not get caught??!.....That's where I come in....married men, you know what I'm talking about! This does not mean that I want married men contacting me...I'm speaking to the "semi-single" men or the dumb douche's that have sent me 15 e-mails this week but all of a sudden have dropped off the face of the earth over some "Fun For Now" bimbo.....if you see this paved road ahead of you...it may look shiny, but don't get too distracted...take control of your A.D.D., because it's most likely just an illusion...smoke and mirrors, baby...smoke and mirrors....I will make you laugh till you cry, look into your eyes because I am not afraid of looking into the future, remember things that are important to you, cook a meal with you, pull your hair cuz you've irritated me OR otherwise, kiss you sensually because it's hot, give you a grundy, unexpectedly(it was funny in my mind at the time), take your ailing grandma for a walk in her wheelchair to talk about the past, rough house with your dogs, let them lick me on the cheek(they'll like me more than you by the end the day, anyway)....Why, you ask?....Because....I'm the REAL DEAL. Take it or Leave it. And if you leave it....you will always wonder why you did.

The End

Lets keep it light and casual and see what transpires. I'm not necessarily here for my future husband. Nor am I here to get laid ~~I don't need the internet for that.