It’s Monday and I’m fucking damn feisty today, intellectually, carnally, all of the things… so I’ll try to be a little less blunt than I would otherwise be - especially since I’m still trying to be an excellent professional at work all day… but no promises!

I’ll start off with the candid and forward hubris, (and I’m legitimately sorry for it because it feels weird peacocking like this but also, fuck it…) I’m fucking good, and I know I’m amazing, but I also don’t put up with less than what I know we all deserve.

I also know that you probably talk to 100 random dudes a day and they suck and are pretending to be me. It’s not their fault we have high expectations for our parallel life of chosen debauchery, but it’s also not their fault they don’t measure up. So don’t blame them.

Now, why do I know I’m great? Fuck man… let’s see. I’m naturally attractive, I’m wildly successful in my chosen professions, I do just fine in the money making realm, I’m emotionally stable as fuck, available, and secure, I’m fairy intellectually capable and curious about the world and almost every subject or book on it, I’m normally fairly humble (which is why it’s taken me like like weeks to get fed up enough to write this post), I’m athletic as shit and stay fit even as a dad/husband, speaking of that - I’m a fucking amazing dad and husband (irony not lost here), and there’s plenty more but I’m getting fed up talking about myself, so just ask!

What about you? Just match me - Indont care if your a young college girl or professional looking for more, or an experienced beautiful wife who craves an outlet for the amazing shit she keeps to herself. I know you’re there. You’re attractive, intellectual, have hobbies, and are ENGAGING in the TWO-WAY street that is addictive and wonderful conversation. Be secure enough in who you are and believe that you deserve someone like me, because you fucking DO!

Ultimately I’ve been god honest lucky to have found an incredible women on here before, and the single thing that has driven me back is knowing that the only reason I don’t talk to them anymore is that they actually started feeling guilty about us after a long really connection and had to ghost because a clean break was the only thing that could mean a real break. I don’t blame anyone for that, but that just means I know what I want and after a few months I’m be happy to wait and find someone who is actually ready for this long term ordeal.

Hmm finally - I travel a fuck ton for work, so while most of this is online? For the right amazing woman I will absolutely be making work trips and excuses to come share the air and a few drinks as often as I can.

So fuck it, let’s talk let’s swap pics, let’s move off of horrible Reddit chat. Let’s fucking do this.

Happy Monday people, I truly wish you all the best. Game on.