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| About | Non-smoker with Thin body type | City | Portland Oregon | ||
| Details | 50 year old Man, 6' 2" (188cm), Non-Religious | Ethnicity | Caucasian Aquarius with Mixed color hair | ||
| Intent | deadbyXmas wants to find someone to marry | Education | High School | ||
| Personality | Animal Lover | Profession | FEDERAL GOVERMENT |
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| I am Seeking a | Woman | For | Long term | |
| Needs Test | View his relationship needs | Chemistry | View his chemistry results | |
| Do you drink? | Socially | Do you want children? | Yes | |
| Marital Status | Single | Do you do drugs? | No | |
| Pets | Dog | Eye Color | Green | |
| Do you have a car? | Yes | Do you have children? | No | |
| Longest Relationship | Over 5 years |
About Me
I'msure this is the first time someone used a mug shot for a personal ad. I'd like to start off by thanking the Suffolk Police Department, the Circuit Court in central Islip, and the Suffolk County Holding Center in Riverhead.
Only kidding. The picture was actually taken when I had vertigo. Not the 1960's classic movie with Jimmy Stewart and Kim Novak. The inner ear infection, where your equilibrium is messed up.
If you told me ten years ago I'd be living in Portland, Oregon and using a mug shot-looking photo like this for a personal ad, I would have asked, How often do you see your therapist? A few short years ago, I was in a five-year relationship. I wish I could say it was a Harlequin romance, but it was anything but. It was more like a fairy tale written by Stephen King. Maybe I shouldn't have told her what she did to food should be considered criminal and she should be tried for culinary war crimes. Her mother thought it was funny, but she never cooked for me again. . .
When I talk to my friends in New York and they ask me how life is, I tell them it's like Blue Monday meets Black Friday. If I was going to write a biography, I'd entitle it "Book of Regrets." My whole life has been one big book of regret. When the ship of my opportunity pulled into port, I was at the train station.
What I’m doing with my life
For a while I was flying from Portland to New York two or three times a year, begging for a transfer. I took a vow that the only way I'd stay in Portland was incarceration, death, or the right woman. In the meantime mental illness helps.
I’m really good at
****ing things up. That's why I'm sitting here in Portland, Oregon writing this personal, and not back in New York.
The first things people usually notice about me
The chip on my shoulder and the black cloud above my head.
My music taste is kind of obscure. Angel, Balaam and the Angel, The Cult, The Dogs D' Amour, The Electric Angels, Heart Throb Mob, Hanoi Rocks, The Royal Court of China, Kings of the Sun, The Loveless, Flesh for lulu, and The Rolling Stones{70's} Aerosmith{70's} Van Halen with Roth{only}
Only kidding. The picture was actually taken when I had vertigo. Not the 1960's classic movie with Jimmy Stewart and Kim Novak. The inner ear infection, where your equilibrium is messed up.
If you told me ten years ago I'd be living in Portland, Oregon and using a mug shot-looking photo like this for a personal ad, I would have asked, How often do you see your therapist? A few short years ago, I was in a five-year relationship. I wish I could say it was a Harlequin romance, but it was anything but. It was more like a fairy tale written by Stephen King. Maybe I shouldn't have told her what she did to food should be considered criminal and she should be tried for culinary war crimes. Her mother thought it was funny, but she never cooked for me again. . .
When I talk to my friends in New York and they ask me how life is, I tell them it's like Blue Monday meets Black Friday. If I was going to write a biography, I'd entitle it "Book of Regrets." My whole life has been one big book of regret. When the ship of my opportunity pulled into port, I was at the train station.
What I’m doing with my life
For a while I was flying from Portland to New York two or three times a year, begging for a transfer. I took a vow that the only way I'd stay in Portland was incarceration, death, or the right woman. In the meantime mental illness helps.
I’m really good at
****ing things up. That's why I'm sitting here in Portland, Oregon writing this personal, and not back in New York.
The first things people usually notice about me
The chip on my shoulder and the black cloud above my head.
My music taste is kind of obscure. Angel, Balaam and the Angel, The Cult, The Dogs D' Amour, The Electric Angels, Heart Throb Mob, Hanoi Rocks, The Royal Court of China, Kings of the Sun, The Loveless, Flesh for lulu, and The Rolling Stones{70's} Aerosmith{70's} Van Halen with Roth{only}
First Date
My ideal first date would be going in separate cars, since that Christmas night in the Bronx, I'll explain later. And if we should go to a restaurant, I don't want you in arms reach of anything sharp, and I promise not to be over-critical of the food.
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