Highlights from Match Denver*

by Amy on November 12, 2009 · 0 comments

Match.com, my kitchen counter. (Yes, again.  I know that’s my problem, okay?) So I have this fantasy that my Good One is in Denver and that one day he’ll plow down a ski slope into my sweater-clad arms. Which means I’ve all but abandoned the poor Nashville fellows on Match.com in lieu of all-Denver, all-the-time searches. Um, except this is what I’ve been finding in the Mile High City as of late:

“I’m good looking, intelligent, in shape, successful and adventurous. I expect the same.” 


“I just consider myself an average guy, no better, no worse than anyone else.”


“I’m generally a nice guy who is seeking a nice girl.”


“Pretty hard to describe myself, in the short amount allotted.”


“Hello, I am an attorney in Denver who tries not to act the part. Mainly because I hate wearing underwear and when I do it is usually something unusual.”


[Photo of a Red Stripe beer. Just a Red Stripe beer.]

*Spelling and punctuation corrected by author to avoid one big [sic].

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