I'm looking for that mysterious, heady, wacky, wonderful, frightening brain infection people call love. I like it, even though it often gets me into trouble.

Funny, pretty, smart, talented, honest, amazing, passionate. I am told I sometimes snore, but sometimes I'm also a sleeptalker. And impetuous, enormous changes at the last minute. Most of the time I'm very sweet, supportive, and loving.

I really miss having a lover. That special guy I can be myself with, have dinner with, beat at Scrabble, go see live music and scary movies, someone with a data plan for the frequent exchange of text messages, a man who will make love to me often and skillfully. I don't want anyone to move in with me, march anyone down the aisle, or force anyone into reluctant monogamy (but if a guy's with me, I'd prefer he wasn't wishing he was with someone else). An honest and kind man, who is emotionally secure and mature.

I love to cook and will cook for you and even accommodate your annoying dietary issues.

A little drama's okay if it's good drama. I can deal with a little baggage too.