Delete all of this:
I admit though, I always go home alone. I do not go to bars to pick up women, just to dance, make friends, and have fun.
I also love my cat, she is my best friend, no strings attached! Poor thing is in heat and her boyfriend keeps visiting...so sorry she is an indoor cat dude!
I eat well, cooked a mean lasagna recently, ate half a cake on my birthday, then the other half the next day! (homemade from Duncan Hines but next one is from scratch!) Really hard to believe I am not overweight but is true, I weigh in at: (survey says!) 170-175, morning to evening (after the cake and lasagna!)
Yoga is amazing, skating even better, both on a regular basis. Cycling has begun (yes my legs are well aware of this!)as well as inline skating.
Hmmm, kind of went off on a tangent there but it is the true me! I will tell you this:
All my outgoing messages are erased as soon as sent. This way I do no dwell on any responses. If you have viewed me, I may message you so beware! If you have no picture, you cannot contact me nor will I contact you. Oh, and one more thing, if I have messaged you and received no reply, no hard feelings. Hope you meet someone better suited is all. Good luck to you...
About my song, Son Of A Preacher Man. Dusty is an amazing vocalist, just try and sing this song along side. It is extremely difficult, especially the last verse. After a dozen times I still can't match dusty's rythym. Arethra Franklin turned this tune down by its writers, and could not even come close to singing it once Dusty released it. So sad that Dusty succumbed to breast cancer in 1999. Here is the link... http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/d/dusty_springfield/son_of_a_preacher_man.html
I will never get tired of hearing this song!
Jay
Absolutely insignificant, bordering on dreck. FYI, you don't need to post the link since we can click on the Imeem thingy at the top opf your "about me" to hear that song.
You need more pics. The dark one is too dark. The other one looks like you're peering out from stage left.
Spend a little more time on your "first date" idea, but don't get carried away. I believe you spelled "exercise" wrong, but since that's a terrible idea for a first date, it hardly matters.
P.S. On a personal note, if you lived closer, I'd be stopping by to kick your ass for insinuating there was a song Aretha could not sing, let alone one that was sung better by anyone else. Let alone Dusty effing Springfield.