My never ending quest to find a cute, reasonably smart, bi, kinky, and single (or at least can play alone) girl has still turned up nothing. 
I don't have any radar, and I don't know how to approach a girl randomly on the street. At a play party or something, I'm much more comfortable, but I haven't seen any cute girls a bit closer to my age at any of them.
Most of the girls at the parties are:
a) older and not quite interested in a virgin bi chick so young and frankly, I want someone within about 10 years of my age too.
b) taken
or c) not height weight proportional.
I know she's out there. Somewhere.
Didn't go to the munch last night as planned. Aradia went to Powells and lost track of time. I was so worried, he forgot his cell at home, and he left his cloves at home, so I knew he wasn't planning on being gone long, But I sat and waited for hours and hours, I was about to call friends and hospitals when he walked in. I was just so happy that he was alive and well, that I didn't really care about the munch. Ahh well.
Oh where oh where has my cute girl gone?
Oh where, or where could she be?
With her hair cut short and her sleeves inked long,,,,oh where oh where has she gone?
NOTE:Short hair and sleeves are NOT a requirement, they just happen to fit in the poem
I don't have any radar, and I don't know how to approach a girl randomly on the street. At a play party or something, I'm much more comfortable, but I haven't seen any cute girls a bit closer to my age at any of them.
Most of the girls at the parties are:
a) older and not quite interested in a virgin bi chick so young and frankly, I want someone within about 10 years of my age too.
b) taken
or c) not height weight proportional.
I know she's out there. Somewhere.
Didn't go to the munch last night as planned. Aradia went to Powells and lost track of time. I was so worried, he forgot his cell at home, and he left his cloves at home, so I knew he wasn't planning on being gone long, But I sat and waited for hours and hours, I was about to call friends and hospitals when he walked in. I was just so happy that he was alive and well, that I didn't really care about the munch. Ahh well.
Oh where oh where has my cute girl gone?
Oh where, or where could she be?
With her hair cut short and her sleeves inked long,,,,oh where oh where has she gone?
NOTE:Short hair and sleeves are NOT a requirement, they just happen to fit in the poem
You poor thing, it's tough trying to find a just-right person. I would almost volunteer myself except that I am b) taken, and d) terrified of all people.
Yeah, the english version of the Little Prince. Although I've considered getting the French version just for the heck of it, too. I took some French, and according to my professor, I was really good at it, but I don't believe her. Anyway, it would motivate me to keep in practice, just a little.