That pic is about a year and a half old now. Subtract 13 pounds and cut off a little more of my hair, and that’s what I look like. I don’t think I have particularly high standards, in fact, one guy I like a whole lot could be said to be downright unattractive physically, but I like him for his personality. Alas, he doesn’t like me.
Unfortunately, I am not near Philly. I live in Tampa.
oh well…
I’ll just sit here and shrivel up. I’ve got my cats, at least…
Well, lessee. It’s almost 10pm here. If I can get dressed and out of the house within fifteen minutes, I should be able to find someone well before midnight.*
[sub]* So I tell myself night after night as I do nothing but sit here in front of my computer. [/sub]
My answear is, 22 days, wo hoo.
On August 30th 
Well, Eve and Cyndar and I are in the same boat.
God it sucks for us to be so beautiful!
< snort >
Ah! So the reason men run from the room is because they are scared away by my awesome beauty!
Having seen your picture from your responses to Demo’s LJ entries, I’d have to agree with that assessment.
None on the horizon. Could be soon, could be never. But not in the foreseeable future.
I’d just like to say, I would gladly go with any one of the ladies who have thus far guessed ‘never’.
In a similar boat to them, though - nobody really wants to do it with me.
Next time I know for definite I’m getting some is Janauary, when Rashad comes up.
But there’s a possibility Scott’s coming over tomorrow after work, so it that case, my prediction would be around 4:30 am, eastern time, Sunday morning…
Ah, the perfect time for one of my favorite jokes. Nobody ever seems to get it, but I think it’s funny. Maybe I tell it badly…
A group of people are at a party, and for entertainment, the host has provided a psychic. He’s a psychic with one unique ability, he can touch a person and tell how often they have sex. He comes up to one man, puts his hand on the guest’s head, closes his eyes, and says “I can feel that you have sex about once a week.” The man is astonished, he says “that’s right!” He comes up to woman, declares “I can feel you have sex about twice a week,” and the woman replies, “yes, that’s right! I can’t believe it!” Everyone is treated to a psychic prediction of uncanny accuracy. After working the whole party, the psychic sees an 80 year old man he hasn’t given a prediction to. He goes over, lays his hands on his head, the psychic bursts out in surprise, “I can’t believe it, you have sex every day?!?” The man replies, “well, no, I only have sex once a year. But tonight’s the night!”
I don’t get it. Someone explain it to me!
That’s the price you pay for being such a ravishing beauty:(
Oh, and to answer to OP: No clue. If I can get down south (no pun intended) I’ve got a chance.
What Tygr said.
**except that part about his wife. She and I haven’t been properly introduced yet. Maybe later.[/sub]
On August 30th
Yes ma’am…that’s my excuse anyway.
Probably not for a long, long time.
I am fully intending to pull some trim at my show tomorrow night. Because all the ladies know, drummers do it with rhythm.
It’s a good excuse. Better than thinking you don’t get any because you are repulsive!
I’ll make my new excuse even better…I’m not just too beautiful, I’m also EXOTIC. Makes men even more afraid!
I fear you not, Cyndar.
Looks like Sept 1 will be lucky for several Doper couples.
RickQ arrives in Detroit that day.