Well, I'm here because I'm single, enjoying life, but on the lookout for a man to share all the fun that life decides to throw my way. Even the best things - like donuts and coffee - taste better with a nice guy enjoying them with you, too.
Talking of donuts and coffee - yum, that's my breakfast of choice. I also make a mean omelet. Well, it's not mean-mean, you understand. It doesn't leap off the plate and scream, "Hey don't eat me!" But, well, you get me.
When not creating talking omelets, I love to go to the markets on a weekend, hunting for a bargain. Last weekend, I bought this lamp fashioned from a cavalry helmet. In the day, I work as a writer, downing coffees, and listening to Aerosmith and Bon Jovi in my apartment. I have a potted plant named Cecil, a cat name D. Mille, and together they watch movies as I work - best of friends. I spend my evenings inside, watching black and white flicks or anything by Woody Allen, and dreaming of a man by my side - possibly you.
And who is this man, this man to steal my heart? Well he's mature, rugged, humorous, kind and considerate, with some kind of interesting job.
If you'd like to know more, just ask. I don't bite - the same cannot be said of my mean omelets!