an e mail I sent.

I read your profile a couple of times. I thought, 'The brains on this guy.'

Super hot.

I teetered on whether or not to get up out of bed in the middle of the damn night to write to you. I thought I should, because I would most likely forget if I went back to sleep and tried to do it in the morning.

I made note that you liked if a lady were in the 90 percentile, and saw I was nowhere close, so I did some investigating. I looked at the questions to see where we went horribly wrong. I hate that we can have the same answer to the same question but one of our answers is red, so OKC says we don't match on that topic. Grrr. I didn't catch anything that gave me serious pause, so I am not sure why we matched so miserably low.

I figured as long as we agree using each others tooth brushes is utterly disgusting, I think we're on point. LOL!

I did get to the very end of your profile and had to pump my breaks because I didn't quite know what you meant by 'burner'. So I am asking. Does that mean smoking the wacky tabaky? Or someone who attends burning man? (since that was one of your desires)  I wasn't sure.

I don't smoke, and don't participate in the lifestyle. Makes me unpopular but oh well.

Not many guys make me have to google stuff in their profile. Kind of ok with that.

I noticed you live 20 miles from me as well. That made me a little melancholy, yet here I am writing despite the obstacles. You could be the bees knees. I want to take the time to find out.

If you don't see fit to drop a line back. It's cool.

I just wanted to see what was up in your camp.