Oh, I was just kidding that LA is so age obsessed : ). I don't feel the slightest bit old, and heck, I'm originally from down that way.

Still, it is hard to find vanilla chicks around here. And finding a "femme" one who wants to shop with you, then maybe come back to make a perfect lunch together, followed by fiendish snogging, and you're narrowing the field a lot further. Not saying that going sea kayaking isn't an awesome option, as well, or that I woudn't want my femme dreamgirl to know her way around a reciprocating saw, but I have less trouble finding those things than the foofy ones.

No urgency, but I do keep a weather eye out for the girl of my dreams...sometimes, when I remember to ; ).