I live on coffee (that’s probably obvious), and laughter (mostly at myself). People fascinate me. Yep, I'm the one who ends up in a conversation in the grocery line. (I once read a book by an anthropologist who does fieldwork by following people around grocery stores, observing what they choose to put in their carts and what worries they express while doing it. He then comes up with a theory about shopping. It's all v. brilliant, but the best part is the title of the chapter: Making Love in Supermarkets. And no, it's not a self-help book, or dating manual.) That was a long digression. Sorry. It's just that everyone says the same thing, and my impulse is to do the same: telling you that I have a great family and wonderful friends, and do work that I love (these things are important). And instead, I guess, you learn that I'm literate and quirky... I'm also fun, adventurous, cheeky, kind, a bit naughty :) – and look for the same in a guy. If any of this sounds alright – let’s be in touch!