SIMILAR PEOPLE
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Elise
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Woman. 36 years old. Zodiac sign: Capricorn.
Looking for: man. In age: 33-43
I am a very happy and upbeat person. I am looking for the same. Life is too short for drama and games. I figure I have another 60 years or so left here and I do not want to spend them complaining!! :) I would much rather be having fun and enjoying my time with someone that feels the same.I like most types of music but tend to favor Rock/Metal. Some of my favorites are Metallica, Dio, Motorhead, BLS, Skid Row...I could go on and on!!I have not had much free time in the last few years so I do not have many hobbies. I think that is something I need to work on. Everyone needs at least one hobby!! One of my goals right now is to find a funny, friendly and sweet guy with a great smile. I prefer bigger guys the teddy bear type. I love facial hair but it is not a must. A great smile wins me over every time!! A perfect first date for me is simply an evening full of great conversation maybe a nice dinner. It is all about getting to know eachother.
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Mildred
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Woman. 38 years old. Zodiac sign: Gemini.
Looking for: man. In age: 35-45
I was raised by a Samoan step father and one of seven children. Growing up in a large family had some fun moments. I wish there was Youtube when I was growing up. I love sea food and grew up with it all my life being that my step dad was a diver. I am a transplant to St. I mainly moved here to get to know my real father whom lives here. It is good to get to know my dad and his spirit. I enjoy hiking, movies, hanging out and being spontaneous. I love adventure and sight seeing I am usually up for anything... On a first date going out to dinner with a nice conversation that is not one sided is great. Maybe either a movie or a nice walk in a park or garden just enjoying each others company and getting to know one another. I think usually by time the first date is over you can usually feel a connection with someone.
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Carmela
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Woman. 37 years old. Zodiac sign: Libra.
Looking for: man. In age: 34-44
I'm a senior graphic designer/insect enthusiast who originally hails from the DC metro area (I miss DC terribly). So never fear; for I am brave enough to properly dispose of any arachnid, insect, or other invertebrate you may be too frightened to extirpate yourself. ...However, I am afraid of moths.* (I will spare you the gory details of this story. Those who are intrigued and wish for an explanation may scroll to the end of this section to find why I fear moths so.) I'm sarcastic--yet witty--and prefer the company of those who have an equally compelling sense of humor, and who would love for me to learn how to make their coffee so that I might bring it to them in bed in the morning (or at night, if that's how you roll). Oh -- I don't date men who are married or in a relationship. Sorry fellas, but it's bad juju. *The Moth Incident* When I was a child, I was casually strolling through a field of tall grass when, out of nowhere, a moth flew directly into my gaping maw (this was totally undeserved!). And while it was purely accidental, the moth (now likely confused and surely broken) had survived this ordeal and had certainly realized that this was not only a brilliant defense mechanism, but also what the moth community needed to rise up against their human oppressors using fear tactics (seriously, who wants a moth to fly into their mouth?). My theory is that this information has been passed on to subsequent moth generations, turning this random, accidental encounter into quite deliberate acts of aggression. For whenever moths are fluttering about my head, they always seem to aim directly for my mouth. And while I've been fortunate enough to avoid another moth/mouth encounter, whenever a moth is bold enough to take a dive toward my mouth, they always seem to hit my philtrum, as if to say: "I'm a kamikaze moth, b!tch. Let me at your mouth again; let's see if I miss a second time."Moths...**shudder** I'd prefer elaborating on subsequent dates. I enjoy cooking for others and would love to make a delicious dinner at either my place or his. And I'd love to deem someone worthy enough of my Ultimate Omelet the morning after. ...You know, to go with the coffee. (My omelet is totally worth it. Seriously.)