Snuggling with me on a lazy Sunday morn?
cinegrrl
Minneapolis, Minnesota | Женщина Ищу Мужчину
Базовая информация
Я бы описал(а) себя как
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.
Знак зодиака
Весы
Внешность и семейное положение
Телосложение
Пара лишних кг
Мой рост
164 см
Мои глаза
Карие
Моя этническая принадлежность
Индиец , Белый европеец/кавказец
Семейное положение
Не женат/не замужем
У меня есть дети
Нет
Хочу детей
Нет
Мои волосы
Шатен
Хочу переехать
Да
Статус
Образование
Высшее (магистр)
Работа/Учеба:
Полный рабочий день
Род занятий
Наука/Инженерия/Исследования
Род занятий
User Interface Designer
Зарабатываю в год
от $100,000USD до $150,000USD
Живу
Один/одна
Дома
Все спокойно
Отношение к курению
Нет
Пью
Нет
Характер
В школе я был(а):
Умник
Взгляды
Моя религия
Буддизм
Мой юмор
Сарказм, Немного "того"
Вкусы
По телевизору, я всегда смотрю
Фильмы
В поиске
Считаю привлекательным:
Интеллект
Ищу отношения типа:
Свидание