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Are you currently Jamaican, 'cause ja makin' myself crazy! Okay, so forgive all the cheesy headline: an admittedly tawdry strive at attracting attention. Okay, thus not it gets REALLY rubbishy...; ) Some bits of tid approximately Yours Truly: The other daytime, before I knew what We was doing, I actually thanked a fabulous paper bag for performing the actual valuable task of carrying various oblong items home. It was an odd-shaped bag is actually I had no further implement, and, before balling it up and throwing it inside the recycle bin, I thanked it all and, by extension, the flowers that helped create it. I really believe there is holiness and, maybe, even consciousness to all things, animate or otherwise. I learn how to: refinish a hardwood floor, execute light electrical repairs, caulk � the latterest of which seems of greatest importance. Have you any idea YOUR way around caulk? I just like unusual, one-of-a-kind stuff and just bought this small piano art piece that is constructed of nothing but toothpicks, Popsicle stays and tongue depressors. It�s very cool and has a little compartment for jewelry or other small-scale bric-�-brac. There's a photo way up. The piece is not that blurry one on one. I do NOT fight as well as, indeed, fail to understand this human desire for conflict. If you've a tendency with the dramatic, please giddy-yap and mosey to more fractious pastures. Done right now there, been that. My dog is obsessed with something that is going on under the bathroom counter. Significantly, I open up the cabinet and he�s under there in, like, x seconds, pawing around like digging for China. Some daytime, I am convinced, he will return using an order of kung pao poultry. Such are the ways involving canine obsession, and, by extendable, Chinese cuisine. There�s a certain color brings about me hearken back to an extremely odd family I hung out with inside my youth. I think of them every single time I see this weird less sunlit areas of blue/green. What�s even odder is that my sister was similarly affected, though neither one of us remembers the color being at all associated with their environment. Not way back when, someone, in all seriousness, described me as �The Vagina Whisperer�. My partner and i was - and remain -- truly humbled. I do don't have cable but I have a TiVo box. I am still planning to reconcile this peculiar duality. I push an Arctic White Volvo network wagon. Sexy, I know. I have a California King-sized bed by having a memory foam topper and I STILL aren't getting enough sleep. As far as who it really is that I'm looking for? Also, just someone sweet. I s'pose. Unlike several, I actually enjoy dating, though it will be nice to hang out with someone steadily if he does not permanently. I seek someone who'll hang with me as I various sorts woodland fauna (squirrels, blue jays, and so forth. ) towards my bosom. Someone I could read to in bed. Someone I could read to out of bed. Someone open and wonderful so, who appreciates snorting, porcine dogs and me reading in their mind in and out of bed. Reading to the person, not canine, though I do read for you to my dog sometimes. He favors Melville. No: Druggies, alcoholies, snobbies, Librans, meanies, brigands or perhaps Lisas. Also, if you have a photo of you holding up your fingers like amongst the Charlie's Angels girls, would you PLEASE be a tad bit more original or, better yet, just feel free to date McG, not necessarily McMe. What the f*ck can be a McG, anyway? Other than the fact that, we are SO good. I realize, I know, I sound slightly persnickety but I'm really not. I love everybody. Really I really do. I believe all people have to be treated with love, respect together with dignity. Except Republicans. Seriously, today dirty teens , why don't we all "grab the knee" and hearken unto a paragraph of some seriousness. Ahem. While We have frolicked with some extremely difficult women and found these interactions both satisfying and vexing, in the long run, I guess, I seek someone in touch with the immaculate core with which she was developed. Rare, I know, but, as they say, "There's a pair of pants with regard to ass. " I know my pants are these days - somewhere. I already contain a good sense of where my own ass is. Pretty much, in any case. BTW - I am not x years old. Heck, I'm not even x old and, yes, I just used the expression "heck" without reservation or iriny. Will not worry, all my important parts come in splendid condition and all photographs are real and recent, especially the people where I have the beard. Other than "posting younger" to obtain more hits here, I've absolutely no reason to prevaricate - ever - and I'm totally willing to tell you my age muscle building meet. I get a A number of responses here, so please do not take umbrage generally if i do not write back to you. I REALLY appreciate the time you take on write to me, I�m just a little particular in terms of who it is that I let into my life. Thanks and... ... see ya! Oh, R. S. I live within x short minutes of THREE Trader Joe's. Will be that hot or WHAT? McBye! dirty teens Morrison Minnesota MN, La Villa Texas TX, Floyd Dale South Carolina, Peru Iowa IA, South Lebanon village, Rorketon Manitoba, Housatonic Massachusettes MA, Carlin city