34.
Single.
Grew up in the burbs of Chicago.
I like that movie too.
I like what you are wearing.
I'm running out of things to say.
Where are my friends?
Why is this so hard?
 
That’s me, every weekend.  I broke up with my long term girlfriend a few months ago and am getting used to the dating scene all over again.  But it’s all so strange; I am looking through the eyes of a different guy. Though I never found women as options, dating in my twenties didn’t require much thought.  Actually, if you told me back then that dating would eventually be such an exhausting task, I would have called you crazy.
 
I am very flattered to be chosen to blog for you all.  I have a very distinct point of view and though never judgmental, my observations are my way of making sense of the world.  I also plan on being true to myself while writing for an audience of women.  While usually appropriate, my thoughts can sometimes be blunt and off-color.  I have to ask you to understand that about me before you become discouraged from my writing.  I write from my gut and make no apologizes about it, but I hope it comes across as honesty and not something negative.
 
That being said, I am really looking forward to this! I find writing very therapeutic, so documenting my experiences will keep me sane and hopefully provide you all with some entertainment and insight into my thoughts.  As I hit the reset button and start this wonderful, scary, relevatory time in my life, I am glad I have some people to share it with.  After a night of 'defining' myself for women, I can come home, breathe normally, and let it all out here.

Root beer over real beer.
Mild sarcasm.
Deep fear of ostriches.
I still love sugary cereal.
Single.
34.
 
My name is Rob, and it’s good to meet you.