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I know who he is. My glass-slipper man. He�s out there.

His friends have always wondered why he never dated much. He�s silly and quirky and intelligent and maybe not perfect-looking, but he�s tall, and he loves music. He�s something of a dork, occasionally goofy, not into heavy partying, worked hard all through high school. He never found a girl worth really spending time with.

He�s tired of girls who gossip, who obsess over shoes. He wants someone he can talk with about things, not just small-talk, someone who�ll let him play with her hair, someone who loves unreservedly and giggles when he makes bad jokes or gets excited about a video game. He wants a girl who�s smart, who loves complicated discussions but is always ready to listen when he needs to talk.

He wants a klutz, so he can catch her and feel like a hero. He wants someone he can cry to, someone who�ll sing to him when he asks, a girl with a freakish flare for the unusual, who keeps him laughing with her bouts of unpredictability. He wants a girl he can teach to kiss, because that way she�ll never think he�s bad at it.

He wants a girl to know everything about him, and love everything she knows, right down to his bony feet or little belly pudge. He wants her to be a hugger�-a good one-�but not fixated on constant physical contact. He wants her to want her space, too, just as often as they want to share everything down to the molecules.

He�s ticklish. When he can�t help it he laughs weird. He�s a little insecure. He�s fascinated with something obscure. He has a pet he loves, but not too much (in that creepy way). He plays Frisbee/golf/basketball/tennis/pool, but not necessarily well. Just for fun. He reads a lot. He can be incredibly flippant, carries inside jokes to the extreme. He likes eating out, no matter where.

Someone hurt him deeply once, and he�s a little cautious. He�s a bit shy about saying "I love you" because of it, but if it slips out he�ll never take it back�or want to.

He strongly believes in opening doors for girls, but also splits the check except on special occasions. He wants a girl who respects thoughtful silence-�maybe even has some of her own. He�s fiercely loyal to something. He�s a little impatient. He�s impulsive. He has deep eyes. His teeth are a little crooked.

He isn�t really looking for a girlfriend; he�s busy getting his life on track. He�s willing to wait for the right girl, but if she shows up he won�t argue.

He knows what he wants. He wants me.

Now the hard part: finding him.

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