It's a little difficult to try to fit your personality into a little box on a computer screen, but what the hell. My personality's been in worse places.
:)
Well, I write for two downtown publications, but it's not paying a whole hell of a lot, so I bartend on the side. My columns tend to get me quite a bit of invitations to events downtown, so I get out a lot socially. I'm not real keen on gay bars; I got that out of my system a long time ago. Do I drink and smoke? Hell yes. As often as I can! But I really don't have the time to do either unless I'm out socially. I usually end up dating guys younger than me. Why? Well, it seems like guys my age are already looing for "The White Picket Fence and the Joint Checking Account." In other words, they're in a damn hurry to settle down and move in together.
I think it's a little soon for that.
I'm not "queeny," that's for sure. I cuss a lot, in case you couldn't tell from this blurb. I grew up with money, so I know my Sondheim from my Wagner, and I know which fork to use; I can even tell you wine from Bordeaux to Rhone, Napa to Willamette, Mendoza to Montepulciano, but I'm certainly not rich right now. I tend to be sarcastic, cynical, my humor definitely skirts the dark side, but...
I have a heart of gold, and am extremely loyal, like a damn dog in fact. I'm a die-hard romantic, and a little old-fashioned in that sense. I have a strong personality, and tend to take over a room, but don't confuse that with being egotistical. It's just part of who I am, and being social is a part of my work.
I've been battling technology forever now, not wanting to get on this damn computer in order to meet someone, thinking that if I could just slow the world down, it'd make it easier to meet who I'm looking for. But, if you've looked around lately, the world hasn't slowed down, so I guess I wasn't sucessful, and I'm **** outta luck!
So, here I am, trying to meet someone on the computer. Technology clearly won.
Score? Technology 1, Scott "Goose egg."
So, go ahead and drop me a line, I promise I don't bite...
Just one small favor--Have your **** pre-sorted before you knock on my door. If I wanted to deal with issues, I'd pick up a magazine.