| | If you understand my headline then we’re off to a good start, if not then I would like to make it clear that no badgers were injured in the making of this profile. Actually, my other choice for a headline was “Plays well with others but runs with scissors,” but I thought it might scare men off.
I'm first generation Italian. Not the kind that gave you the statue of Mary, but the statue of David. I’m politically in the far left - let me put it this way, I’d fit perfectly in Canada or pre-Sarkozy France. Basically, I am sweet, caring, funny woman with eclectic tastes and interests. I'm interested in meeting someone who is truly down to earth, open minded, reasonably smart (P.H.D. not required), fairly emotionally and sexually confident and has a slightly warped sense of humor.
Now the tough part…photos…yes, you ask for a photo in fear I look like an albatross – I’ve been told I don’t so you’re safe. I truly commend the many men who have posted their photos: the ones taken with the cell phone, the blurry ones, the bare-chested leaning across a Mercedes photos, the holding a child above the head photos, and my favorite of all…the many “Look at me! I caught a fish!” photos.
Yes, all these photos are wonderful and I’m happy you that post them proudly but I’m not comfortable doing so. However, I am comfortable meeting in person after chatting on the net and on the phone. After all, what’s the worst that could happen? Nothing ventured, nothing gained. But, if it is so important for you to see a picture prior to meeting than it’s a good thing to know because we’ll be finished before we’ve even started.
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