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also good at
a few other things, but I'll leave those for you to figure out :)
    The
first things people usually notice about me: People usually tell me that I come
across as a real professional type. Then they tell me how gorgeous my eyes are
;)
    Favorite
books, movies, shows, music, and food: I have read One Thousand Years of
Solitude more times than I care to admit. I also have a secret addiction to
Joel Osteen ... I'm not religious, but I really like his outlook on life. I
don't go to the movies that often, but I have been known to watch the odd Woody
Allen flick on DVD ... the last place you'd ever catch me is in the audience at
some summer action blockbuster. I'll listen to literally anything but country!
I even find myself listening to a little reggae from time to time, and I have a
soft spot for 90's Alternative. As far as food goes - if you cook it for me,
I'll eat it! The meat I ate during my summer abroad touring Latin America was
totally unbelievable ... if you can cook a steak that even close to measures up
to that, I am yours!
    The
six things I could never do without: My family, good friends, good scotch,
goals, my dog Ernie (I miss him!), my Beats headphones :)
    I
spend a lot of time thinking about: How much I can do to make the world a
better place. Sometimes I ponder the stars and the speed of light. Sex ... hey,
I'm just being honest!
    The
most private thing I’m willing to admit: Sometimes I don't wear underwear.
    I’m
looking for: Short-term dating, long-term dating.
    ………
    He
sounded like he was a good guy, but he also sounded a bit like a
vanilla-blank-slate-white-pudding- ghostie -ghost sort
of guy. Maybe that's how everyone is in their OkCupid profiles. I mean, I wrote
that I liked Ani DiFranco .
He had no facial hair which I liked. He was WAY better looking than the guys
that were attracted to me. What the hell, it was worth a shot.
    ………
    Me:
Hey BigStick, would love to go on a date with you when
you are in town… Just not at your place. How about you take me out or
something?
    ………
    I
knew not to go to a stranger’s house alone. I’ve seen the movie. Hopefully he
would agree to something else. Now, all I had to do is wait for him to reply.
    Next
up a certain "dayzedconfused420" wanted to know what I was up to that
night. His profile picture wasn't bad - a little bit James Franco, if James
Franco didn't take care of himself, and with glasses. But, he was also a
student at Dartmouth, his message wasn't full of spelling mistakes, and he at least
seemed more charming than Gaines.
    Screw
it… I clicked reply and agreed to go on a date. I guess I was going to the
movies that night and hopefully more…
    ………
    When
I felt that I'd accomplished enough of Bartok's housekeeping (or, at least,
more than any of the other hung-over kids in the office would today) and
figured that she had gone home for the day, I called it quits.
    ………
    Going
to the movies was always a good date idea. I know some girls found it boring or
cliché, but you could tell a lot about a dude by the movies he liked. We were
going to see Bad Boys 3. Any movie title with a three after it isn’t really
going to display a whole lot of creativity. But, with the right guy, anything
could be an enjoyable experience.
    Unfortunately,
"dayzedconfused420" was as big a dud as Bad Boys 3. But I think this
episode deserves to be told from the beginning.
    ………
    I
hurried to the elevator and pushed the button over and over hoping that it
would make the elevator go faster. I wanted to be on time for my date. The
doors opened and their stood Mr. No Name dressed like his normal self but
without a girl.
    “Look, it’s Elevator Girl.”
    I
rolled my eyes and pressed button seven.
    The
elevator started to ascend but suddenly jerked up, then it abruptly stopped
between the third and fourth floor. I stumbled and bumped into his arms. He
caught me... I could smell his cologne and it was intoxicating.
    "Are
you okay?" he