Let's try this approach:
I have things. I want things. Somethings are out of range, somethings are right under my nose.
I am capable of many tasks, yet lack the ability to do others.
I am flawable, but find a silver lining.
There is nothing I wouldn't have the courage to try, but am stern in what I know I mustn't do.
I have a mortgage. I have friends. I have appointments to keep, and things to do.
I like my life. I like my chore-list. I like my hobbies. I like my house.
I can help my old-lady neighbor, or shoot the intruders.
(Nice comparison there, don't you think?)
I have the coolest one-eyed cat that ever walked, and a blue-eyed dog I'm trying to love.
I've been known to cuss the lawn-mower. I've been quoted in newspapers. I've been to jail and hated it. I was married once when I was a youngin'. I have no kids out of choice ( it DOESN'T make me a monster!)
I do not enjoy liver, whining, drama.
I detest charlottes, laziness, know-it-alls.
I am your typical Libra; decisions require and should demand thought.
My family is small and dis-infranchised. I had a good childhood. I have no major hang-ups.
I like playing music 'cause it is the most fun. The beard is a seasonal-type thing. Rock is the best. Extensive tastes in music.
I do not take any drugs for bad health. I do not need a blue pill (last I checked!). I am quite self-sufficient, and not co-dependant.
I have quirks. I am hard to look at. I suffer through ebbs and tides. I have weird, ecclectic hobbies and interests.
I don't watch much TV. I keep the stereo on alot. I can type on this here machine, and have held many strange jobs.
I like pizza and beer. I like perogies and kielbasa. I make a mean couple o' dishes. I love to grill, fish, nap.
I don't fancy liars, thieves, mushrooms.
I want to be married to someone who I can't wait to see every morning!
I do not want to die alone. I will not waste my time. I feel like all this is a tease.
There's alot to absorb here...drop a line if you want.
Or don't.
It's all good ...

Definitely a lunch. I'm a big chatter at the table. If you can eat, I can talk.
Gentleman rules apply, so you need to act your lady part. I am a good listener right up to the deep b.s. parts.
I am so flexible it hurts.
We'd figure something out I'm sure...