I could go on and on through the formulaic motions of shameless self promotion about my education, or my manners, or my "piercings and tats," or any other generic regurgitations I'm sure you're used to reading, but let's face it: having an education doesn't necessarily translate into being succesfull or well rounded, my manners are something you'll better understand when and if we meet, and if you're the kind of girl whose level of attraction to a man is determined by such superficial artifices as the number of "piercings and tats" he has, you aren't the girl for me.
So instead, let's make a demonstration of my honesty and confidence: my parents are gay. Yup, I come from a same sex household. That does not mean that I automatically subscribe to any one socio-political set of dogma. One of the best things I've learned in thirty years is that on what side of the fence one chooses to stand isn't nearly as important as how far from the fence they make that stand. The farther we distance ourselves from one another, whether it be socially, politically, metaphysically, or ideologically, the harder it is to progress as a society through the sharing of ideas and experiences.
If what I've said is a little over your head, then I'm probably not the guy for you. If not: drop me a line.
There isn't going to be a first date if any of this sounds like you:
You squeal "woo" every time you take a shot. You spend two hours to get gussied up to go to TGIFridays. You think listening to indie bands no one has heard of entitles you to a level of social superiority due to your exclusive taste in music. Know why no one has heard of them? They suck. So does Will Ferrel. If you think he's funny, you probably think Panda Express is deliciously authentic Chinese food.
More reasons not to get a date: you take yourself so seriously that you get pissy if there isn't a trail of rose petals thrown at your feet whenever you go out. You like Duke. YoU TyPe LiK DiS. You use the word "drama" to refer to anything but the theater. Any questions?