Don't let the mono expression fool you, im actually a cheery bugger in the flesh, just not photogenic.
A little about me:
Like the usual, movies, eating out, star bars, free hotel pens, Blackadder one liners, spelunking, egg eating bets, sarcasm, drinking champagne out of Jacky Chans/blaupunkts and trying new things.
I have a black belt in the ancient Scottish martial art of Fo' Kyu, i attended Julliard and can do a good Shurr Shawn Connhury impression.
Music taste: bit of everything.
My type? Id say the pretty, brainy girl next door (not that im a brain box), a little quirky and geeky, doesn't take herself too seriously.
Age, Height, circumference doesn't really matter, as long as there's chemistry/mutual attraction.
And currently taking driving lessons so a navigator with a death wish would be a bonus.
Dates with butt breff that refuse offers of a mint.
Celery, any food served with eyeballs, tentacles or testicles.
Hipster girly men: If your not Indiana Jones, put down and step away from the man bag ya big Jessie!
And yes i can ramble for Scotland so if your still awake and reading, you deserve a blue peters badge ;)
No pic, no reply. Would you flirt with someone with a bag over their head?