Snuggling with me on a lazy Sunday morn?
cinegrrl
Minneapolis, Minnesota | Femme Cherchant Homme
Informations de base
Je me décrirais comme
Snuggling with me on a lazy Sunday morning? Well, there's nothing better.
I eat warm raspberries off the bushes in my backyard. I took advantage of the flash flooding by letting mud on my driveway squish through my toes. I even own a Crazy Daisy sprinkler which I run through in my garden. You might classify me as a six-year-old, but the better word is sensual. I experience the world through touch far more than sight or sound. Silk is my favorite. Chocolate dipped strawberries are a close second. And don’t tell anyone at work – who just think I’m a user interface designer – but I’m also a certified massage therapist. I’ll admit, the computer geek in me has her moments – I cringe at spelling mistakes in storefronts, and pay special attention to debit card keypads. But outside the office, I’m just like any other Madisonite who prefers cornfields to traffic. I check out small films at the Sundance Cinema. I get recognized at Bunky’s. And I’m quite sure I’ve set foot in every indie bookstore in town. If you long for a life of comfort, ease and magical footrubs, the line starts at the left. Don’t forget to take off your shoes.
ABOUT YOU:
You make the kindling while I start the fire. Your neck nibbling gives me goosebumps, and your patella tickling drives me wild. You specialize in knock-knock jokes and stupid songs. You can’t wait to share the Word-of-the-Day from your calendar. You stand on the porch to watch the storm front roll in. You love how I lose myself for hours when blowing glass. You savor tamari more than Kikkoman and clementines more than applesauce. You don’t think tantra is a dirty word, unless you’re enjoying it in the mud. You’d bond with me while chopping a couple of cords of wood. You’re not the least bit nervous about meeting my boss or my family. You’d rather see Ellis Paul at High Noon Saloon than Coldplay at the Alliant Center. You make a trip to Menard’s more fun than a scavenger hunt. You’re glad when I tell you there’s spinach in your teeth. You’re curious about what I do and are just as interested in it as you are a massage. Maybe not quite, but close.
I eat warm raspberries off the bushes in my backyard. I took advantage of the flash flooding by letting mud on my driveway squish through my toes. I even own a Crazy Daisy sprinkler which I run through in my garden. You might classify me as a six-year-old, but the better word is sensual. I experience the world through touch far more than sight or sound. Silk is my favorite. Chocolate dipped strawberries are a close second. And don’t tell anyone at work – who just think I’m a user interface designer – but I’m also a certified massage therapist. I’ll admit, the computer geek in me has her moments – I cringe at spelling mistakes in storefronts, and pay special attention to debit card keypads. But outside the office, I’m just like any other Madisonite who prefers cornfields to traffic. I check out small films at the Sundance Cinema. I get recognized at Bunky’s. And I’m quite sure I’ve set foot in every indie bookstore in town. If you long for a life of comfort, ease and magical footrubs, the line starts at the left. Don’t forget to take off your shoes.
ABOUT YOU:
You make the kindling while I start the fire. Your neck nibbling gives me goosebumps, and your patella tickling drives me wild. You specialize in knock-knock jokes and stupid songs. You can’t wait to share the Word-of-the-Day from your calendar. You stand on the porch to watch the storm front roll in. You love how I lose myself for hours when blowing glass. You savor tamari more than Kikkoman and clementines more than applesauce. You don’t think tantra is a dirty word, unless you’re enjoying it in the mud. You’d bond with me while chopping a couple of cords of wood. You’re not the least bit nervous about meeting my boss or my family. You’d rather see Ellis Paul at High Noon Saloon than Coldplay at the Alliant Center. You make a trip to Menard’s more fun than a scavenger hunt. You’re glad when I tell you there’s spinach in your teeth. You’re curious about what I do and are just as interested in it as you are a massage. Maybe not quite, but close.
Signe
Balance
Apparence & situation
Ma silhouette est
Quelques kilos en trop
Ma taille est
5' 5 (1.65 m)
Mes yeux sont
Noisettes
Mon origine ethnique est
Indienne, Caucasienne
Ma situation maritale est
Jamais été marié/e
J'ai des enfants
Non
Je veux des enfants
Non
Mes cheveux sont
Bruns foncés
Prêt(e) à vivre ailleurs
Oui
Statut
Mon niveau d'éducation est
Diplôme d'études supérieures
Ma situation professionnelle actuelle est
Plein-temps
Mon domaine de compétence est
Recherche / Science / Ingénierie
Mon titre de fonction est
User Interface Designer
J'ai gagné cette année
De 100,000 € à 150,000 €
Je vis
Seul/e
Chez moi
Le silence règne
Je fume
Non
Je bois de l'alcool
Non
Personnalité
Au lycée, j'étais un/e
Fana d'informatique
Points de vue sur la vie
Ma religion c'est
Bouddhiste / Taoïste
Mon sens de l'humour est plutôt
Sarcastique, Neuneu
Goûts
A la télévision, je regarde
Films
Recherchant un/e
Que trouvez-vous attirant?
Intelligence
Quel type de relation recherchez-vous?
Rendez-vous