SUP.
- My name really is Rex. I'm not good with monikers, aliases or handles.
I would've used 'Rex' yet it was taken an older member. - I mean what I say and say what I mean. There's no hidden meaning behind my words. No supposition you can fathom. Just accept them and move on.
- I'll be 31 in June. So I'm way past my expiration date here. Any day now, they'll take me to Carrousel...
- I'm slow. It took two years of convincing to finally make me sign up on SG. Then "only" five more years until I finally believed that I can shoot a decent set or three for a few friends. Then again, I could always back out, like usual.
- Despite being on a site full of boobs and butts, deep down I'm a pretty reserved guy. By that I mean I haven't been around much. OK, he doesn't have any tattoos and now you're telling me he hasn't been with a lot of women?! LAME.
I don't know what else to tell you that's relevant to this site. hmm. Oh yeah... I'M NOT A CREEP.
For the last 18 days, I've been contemplating whether to try dating again. It's been well over a year since I've given it a shot and honestly, I was bored out of my skull. Mind you, I'm not looking for "The One" or whatever bullshit the media conglomerates have spun up to spoon-feed you. I merely want to know that my wiring is at least marginally compatible with another person. ...one preferably with boobies and a vagina. I don't need a love connection, just a legit connection. I miss that very much.
PROBLEM: Ever since I was a kid, I've been an 'old man'. My ideal weekend is going on a museum run, heading to my fave tea house and maybe discuss our views on the world and personal philosophies, rather than what this bitch said at work, or who's on TMZ now. Intelligence has been my strength, my weakness and ultimately my relationship downfall. If you don't keep my synapses firing in a rapid pattern, my interest wanes pretty damn quick. Doesn't matter how smoking hot you are. That all sags over time anyhow.
So yeah, that's it.
Go home now.
