But. When asked said question this past weekend - I blurted out the same non-me-specific mumbo jumbo that a person who hasn't thought about this question would say. I was so internally frustrated for not communicating these points very well that it was hard for me to proceed into new topics of conversation. I wanted to keep coming back to said topic with eloquent and personalized desires - but it's just not as meaningful if you don't say it when the opportunity arises. Kind of like a late come back - impotent.
Lame really.
Speaking of lame...did I ever tell you guys (hi mom) about the time I made it into the local newspaper? Well I did :
Instead of L-A-Y-N-E, they printed my name as L-A-Y-M-E. Layme. Layme=lame. It was a Freudian slip - because it was lame that I was dressed up as a reindeer-hobo-lounge singer. BUT. That's certainly not my name.
It's just my style.
Back to the list and the looking for in a man bit - that's for me to know and for you to be patient enough to drag out of me.
And you, nameless man of the future? What do you look for in a woman?
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I could talk about those lists for hours, and the "He has to read REAL books" and "He has to be okay with mayonnaise on french fries" and all that jazz, but I think it all comes down to the "Got Me" thing. Does he "get me"?
Side note: If you haven't seen it, check out "The Story of Us" w/ Bruce "Hot Old Man" Willis and Michelle Pheiffer. All about the Got Me.
oh my gosh that is a hysterical story. And the picture? makes it even worse... err. I mean, better!
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