Juliennefry, 41

There is a security guard who patrols the area between my brain and my mouth; however, he's union, and takes a lot of breaks. I'm charming, witty, attractive, kind, and generous. Not a supermodel, but pretty. Sometimes my imagination works too well... I value brains over braun, and have always had a secret crush on the smart kid. I lack physical coordination, but make up for it with enthusiasm. I've been known to wax poetic about ice cream, and have ruined perfectly good dates by asking why Christine Daae simply didn't call an exterminator. (I swear I love the theater... he was just so... pretentious.) I'm lethal with a Nerf gun, and I don't cook very well... but I can make seven different flavors of Pop Tarts. You are a Food Network junkie who is smart enough to beat me at Jeopardy, but cool enough to let me cheat and then pretend I won fairly. You were made fun of in grade school for wearing glasses, raising your hand too often, and knowing all the state capitals. You have a secret soft spot for children (but not in the scary "stranger-with-candy" way...), gummy bears, and me. You know success isn't measured in the material, that you really can't judge a book by the cover, and the wing span of an African swallow. You realize anything worth having, including a relationship, requires work. You're a great friend and an even better kisser