In the name of being completely random (and maybe to drop some not-so-obvious hints), my roommate, Jessica, has inspired me to write up a list of things that I look for in a Perfect Guy. These are in the order that I thought of them, so the closer you get to the end means that those are probably the most important because I had to think of them harder.
Loves me
I love him
The Standard LDS Answers (i.e. testimony, priesthood, good dad, etc., blah blah and so forth)
Will be goofy at appropriate times
Doesn't mind if I'm goofy at appropriate times
Indulges in my love of Harry Potter, fantasy, anime, country music, rock music, oldies music, adventure movies, CSI, 24, sports, and complete random weirdness
I'm willing to do the same
I can stand his brand of weirdness
He's tough and protective
I feel protected around him (driving a VW Beetle automatically decreases his credibility - yesterday I passed a guy driving a Bug and I was driving my Chevy. I could feel my own masculinity rise about 50 points. It was the strangest thing. Hopefully it's nothing I have to see my bishop about...)
While on the subject of cars, the only way he would drive a Honda, Hyundai, Mazda, Metro or any of those sorts of tin-can cars is if his parents gave it to him and he didn't have to pay insurance. If he actually paid money for the thing, just, no.)
I have to feel protected around him. (If I'm tougher than he is, that'll be a complete sham)
I can completely and totally freak out when I make what seems to be the biggest mistake that I've ever made (like that time when...erm, wait, my parole officer says I can't publish that. ^_^)
Will understand my jokes (Sarcasm (sar-cas-m) noun: wit that can be above the witless, can sometimes be hurtful, but only if it's true)
Doesn't mind if I throw out a "damn" or a "hell" or something else every once in a while (The "F" word is strictly off limits. Anything else is fair game)
He will throw his own around at times (very important for basketball games)
Doesn't sweat the small stuff (like stuff in movies, music, etc. The word "offended" should never enter his vocabulary)
Respects my family
Can hold his own with my dad (half the male populace just dropped out of the race)
Respects his own mother (experience with former roommates' brothers has taught me this)
I was friends with him before I was friends with his family (see addendum above. The weirder his family compared to him, the better. It'll make me feel right at home)
I can listen to Big & Rich and Gretchen Wilson when my bizarre redneck side comes out to play and he won't make a big deal out of it (if he does make a fuss, I'll find something to make fun of him about)
Okay, well, the well of randomness has dried up, but I suppose I should save this for my own future reference (I'll make a pocket version or something)
Love from,
Jenny Wildcat
Loves me
I love him
The Standard LDS Answers (i.e. testimony, priesthood, good dad, etc., blah blah and so forth)
Will be goofy at appropriate times
Doesn't mind if I'm goofy at appropriate times
Indulges in my love of Harry Potter, fantasy, anime, country music, rock music, oldies music, adventure movies, CSI, 24, sports, and complete random weirdness
I'm willing to do the same
I can stand his brand of weirdness
He's tough and protective
I feel protected around him (driving a VW Beetle automatically decreases his credibility - yesterday I passed a guy driving a Bug and I was driving my Chevy. I could feel my own masculinity rise about 50 points. It was the strangest thing. Hopefully it's nothing I have to see my bishop about...)
While on the subject of cars, the only way he would drive a Honda, Hyundai, Mazda, Metro or any of those sorts of tin-can cars is if his parents gave it to him and he didn't have to pay insurance. If he actually paid money for the thing, just, no.)
I have to feel protected around him. (If I'm tougher than he is, that'll be a complete sham)
I can completely and totally freak out when I make what seems to be the biggest mistake that I've ever made (like that time when...erm, wait, my parole officer says I can't publish that. ^_^)
Will understand my jokes (Sarcasm (sar-cas-m) noun: wit that can be above the witless, can sometimes be hurtful, but only if it's true)
Doesn't mind if I throw out a "damn" or a "hell" or something else every once in a while (The "F" word is strictly off limits. Anything else is fair game)
He will throw his own around at times (very important for basketball games)
Doesn't sweat the small stuff (like stuff in movies, music, etc. The word "offended" should never enter his vocabulary)
Respects my family
Can hold his own with my dad (half the male populace just dropped out of the race)
Respects his own mother (experience with former roommates' brothers has taught me this)
I was friends with him before I was friends with his family (see addendum above. The weirder his family compared to him, the better. It'll make me feel right at home)
I can listen to Big & Rich and Gretchen Wilson when my bizarre redneck side comes out to play and he won't make a big deal out of it (if he does make a fuss, I'll find something to make fun of him about)
Okay, well, the well of randomness has dried up, but I suppose I should save this for my own future reference (I'll make a pocket version or something)
Love from,
Jenny Wildcat