| About | Non-Smoker with Average body type | City | guelph Ontario | |
| Details | 42 year old Man, 6' 2" (188 cm), Non-Religious | Ethnicity | Caucasian Pisces with no hair |
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| I am Seeking a | Woman | For | Dating | |
| Needs Test | Not Completed | Chemistry | View his chemistry results | |
| Do you drink? | Socially | Do you want children? | Undecided/Open | |
| Marital Status | Single | Do you do drugs? | No | |
| Pets | Dog | Eye Color | Blue | |
| Profession | Restauranteur. | Do you have children? | No | |
| Education | Bachelors degree | Do you have a car? | Yes |
Relationship
Intent 3200mark is looking for a relationship. |
Relationship History The longest relationship 3200mark has been in was over 3 years long. |
Interests
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About Me
Shopping list for wayward strangers.
So, insofar as new potential boyfriends go, I am definitely one of them. I am, however, struggling with an approach to managing your expectations. So far, I am wondering about he man who might fit your description to a tee. I have submitted a description based on what you seem to asking for. Please scrutinize, please advise.
Hi, my name is ‘John’. I am fit, funny and financially stable. At 6 feet 1.5648395736 inches, I have a frame that’s not too skinny, too fat, nicely marbled and ready for the BBQ. I am fit fun and financially stable. Flowers when you weren’t expecting them, pasha, I’ll get you a car; sleek, stylish and somehow environmentally friendly. I am loyal, passionate and know the difference between an anecdote and an antidote, so I can save your life and tell you all about it later in a fun and engaging way. On Tuesdays I make lasagne just for fun. I really like being in nature except for the other times when I can converse easily about all TV shows you happen to like. I am upwardly mobile yet down to earth. I can easily manufacture chance encounters.
On to tantric, maple syrup and tensor bandages. I practice sliding down walls in anticipation of my next humorous outburst. I would make a great father but am quite content never being one. I can easily act comfortable in your age range. We share beliefs. I participate in everything. Babies make me mushy. So does granola and other healthy alternatives. Feminine-side touching constitute many of my lessons. We can talk about anything. Yes, even that. Yesterday I was -- no that wasn’t me... … …
Fervour I use regularly. Unconditional sincerity is the basis for most of my behaviour especially when I’m being a hopeless romantic. Wine makes my nose go numb but increases my chemistry. I like to click. My experience with sunsets and beaches tells me that we would get along just fine.
I hope I have my bases covered.
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This just might be the wackiest thing I have ever experienced. What a crazy drive we have, and such a crazy response to it. We shape and misshape ourselves to try and configure our personalities into the conceptions of the heretofore anonymous person we are trying to woo. Whew! What a racket.
“If I tick the appropriate collection of boxes surely that says something about who I am as a person. Surely it delves deeper into the depth of my soul. And then, without doubt, (s)he’ll like me…..won’t (s)he?”
The best part is that we do it to ourselves. Does the process get us any closer to love or do we just put another layer of criticism in front of the joy of meeting someone for the first time? If only I could find an appropriate picture that somehow portrays the fact that I am positive, kind, funny, compassionate, nurturing, and talented (which, of course, I am). And, that I have an uncanny ability to show up with presents/flowers just when you needed it most (which, of course, I do) even when it’s not your birthday. I would have the POF market cornered.
In many ways I feel like I’m in another country with no handle on the language, no sense of where the hostel is and no idea how to flush their toilets. Any mistakes made in this kingdom will surely result in banishment from the Queen’s A-list. How does it all work? How do you wade through the mire to get at the heart of each person’s sincerity? And, more importantly, how do you accomplish that so that they too, can see what you are all about? I kind of feel like I could at any second type something ‘wrong’ and screw it all up. It’s like farting too early in a relationship; could be a deal breaker.
So, insofar as new potential boyfriends go, I am definitely one of them. I am, however, struggling with an approach to managing your expectations. So far, I am wondering about he man who might fit your description to a tee. I have submitted a description based on what you seem to asking for. Please scrutinize, please advise.
Hi, my name is ‘John’. I am fit, funny and financially stable. At 6 feet 1.5648395736 inches, I have a frame that’s not too skinny, too fat, nicely marbled and ready for the BBQ. I am fit fun and financially stable. Flowers when you weren’t expecting them, pasha, I’ll get you a car; sleek, stylish and somehow environmentally friendly. I am loyal, passionate and know the difference between an anecdote and an antidote, so I can save your life and tell you all about it later in a fun and engaging way. On Tuesdays I make lasagne just for fun. I really like being in nature except for the other times when I can converse easily about all TV shows you happen to like. I am upwardly mobile yet down to earth. I can easily manufacture chance encounters.
On to tantric, maple syrup and tensor bandages. I practice sliding down walls in anticipation of my next humorous outburst. I would make a great father but am quite content never being one. I can easily act comfortable in your age range. We share beliefs. I participate in everything. Babies make me mushy. So does granola and other healthy alternatives. Feminine-side touching constitute many of my lessons. We can talk about anything. Yes, even that. Yesterday I was -- no that wasn’t me... … …
Fervour I use regularly. Unconditional sincerity is the basis for most of my behaviour especially when I’m being a hopeless romantic. Wine makes my nose go numb but increases my chemistry. I like to click. My experience with sunsets and beaches tells me that we would get along just fine.
I hope I have my bases covered.
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This just might be the wackiest thing I have ever experienced. What a crazy drive we have, and such a crazy response to it. We shape and misshape ourselves to try and configure our personalities into the conceptions of the heretofore anonymous person we are trying to woo. Whew! What a racket.
“If I tick the appropriate collection of boxes surely that says something about who I am as a person. Surely it delves deeper into the depth of my soul. And then, without doubt, (s)he’ll like me…..won’t (s)he?”
The best part is that we do it to ourselves. Does the process get us any closer to love or do we just put another layer of criticism in front of the joy of meeting someone for the first time? If only I could find an appropriate picture that somehow portrays the fact that I am positive, kind, funny, compassionate, nurturing, and talented (which, of course, I am). And, that I have an uncanny ability to show up with presents/flowers just when you needed it most (which, of course, I do) even when it’s not your birthday. I would have the POF market cornered.
In many ways I feel like I’m in another country with no handle on the language, no sense of where the hostel is and no idea how to flush their toilets. Any mistakes made in this kingdom will surely result in banishment from the Queen’s A-list. How does it all work? How do you wade through the mire to get at the heart of each person’s sincerity? And, more importantly, how do you accomplish that so that they too, can see what you are all about? I kind of feel like I could at any second type something ‘wrong’ and screw it all up. It’s like farting too early in a relationship; could be a deal breaker.
First Date
Anything that would incorporate our awkward tension.
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