It's funny how things can go sometimes....
just last month I was in a bind between three ladies I liked.
It turns out two were only girls, and the one woman is smart enough not to get involved with me ;)
Which brings me back to the point of no female involvement.... which is just as well.
As much as I swear off the opposite sex, I cannot help but look for that someone else.
My standards climb higher with each failure, though. I'm one to learn from my errors.
Many would say my quest to find perfection is futile... but they also said landing on the moon was only a fantasy.
I don't want the perfect woman... only the one who's perfect for me.
One who has my passion for things like music, food, and games...
one who is fun and quirky, yet grounded and stable...
one who's intelligent enough to hold a conversation with me, but will respect my need for solitude when I seek it.
oh yeah, and she has to be beautiful!
that's not too much to ask, is it?
