Zero dependents, and financially secure in a quasi-Geisha way. Sometimes I look at people & think what happened here - but I too rage in posh isolation. A Texan Swede, I subsist on chickpeas & Black Russians. I possess the mores of estrous chinchillas in the remote & humorless hinterlands of Jersey City. In the middle-aged night, I wear my coronary on my sleeve. I still romanticize the proletariat. I never slept my way to the middle. I am looking for someone to love amidst the evening news of child abuse & lake effect snow. Please write me a message - you may hold the retinal scanner to my heart!

Things to do on a first date:

Athletic love-making
Acetaline welding
Administer a high colonic