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In a word, yes. About 5’11", trim, with clear, light blue eyes. Nice smile, too.
But he was married, with rug rats, even. <sigh>
(how can I have sex with strangers, like everyone else-apparently-if no-one cooperates?), Just asking.
Done stripping wallpaper now. Off to bed soon–I’m beat.
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Yes, he is being rather uncooperative, isn’t he? 
gt, I’ve never used Firefox or Safari so I don’t know what to tell you. The site is public, so you shouldn’t have a problem accessing it.
I had one, count it, ONE drink today. I usually go a month or so without any kind of alcohol. However, when I go out, I sometimes like to have a drinky-poo, especially that night. See the story below:
I forgot to tell all of you about the lady in my class who was driving me batshit insane. She was driving EVERYONE, including the instructor, insane.
She JUST. WOULD. NOT. SHUT. UP! She was a know it all, who knew nothing. She kept trying to question the data we were using. The data was “dummy” data fer crissakes! We told her that over and over. She kept talking over the instructor. As we would work on an exercise as a class, with the instructor leading, she kept talking aloud and I couldn’t hear the instructor. Then she’d “play” with whatever report we had created, get lost, screw it up, and then we’d ALL have to wait while the instructor helped her out of her latest jam.
Unfortunately, she was sitting right next to me. I think I ground my teeth down to nubs. There was another lady sitting on the other side of her who apparently had just had the most she could stand from Chatty Cathy. You know how you keep saying something in your mind, over and over again? Well, this very nice lady kept saying SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP! in her mind, but one of those SHUT UPS escaped her mouth. It was hilarious. The whole class stopped for about a split second, even the instructor. Chatty Cathy said, “Shut up? What are you talking about?”. GAWD!
anyrose, thank you for the compliment. I always think I look like a dork, though.