GLEEFUL

Thursday evening, after a long day at the office, I finally bit the bullet. I finally, officially, signed up for match.com, "about me" section and all.

And since I know you're curious, this is what I decided on:

I think I'm attractive and I've been told I have a great smile, which might be why I think it's my best feature. I'm about 5'6" with chin-length brown hair and I recently started trying to get into shape with the help of my dog, Guinness, who I walk at least twice a day. I'm looking for someone who has similar interests to my own, however, I'm open to new places, thoughts, and ideas. I'm always willing to learn. Physically, I tend to find myself drawn to tall, stocky brunettes and love a clean, well-trimmed beard. However, I love personality and if you've got it, you could be 5'6" and blond. I love to laugh so a good sense of humor is a must. I prefer beer to wine, I'm at my most comfortable in jeans, and I'm not afraid to get my hands a little dirt but I clean up well when given the opportunity.

I thought that sounded a little less frightening than Barnes' version, true as it may well be.

I've been signed up since Thursday, four whole days, and as of about an hour ago, I have two dates for next weekend. (I'll wait while you all do a jig on my behalf.)

It certainly helps that I am such a charming conversationalist. (Stop laughing. I really am.)

And one of these gentleman knows I have a blog (Hi Ryan!). And an adoring public (Hi Tiff!). And that nothing is sacred*.

It should been an interesting week.


*(Ed. Note: Oh yeah. That link might not be work appropriate. (Que maniacal giggling))