420 friendly girl meets mr right through 420 personals

I know, I know, I’m reserved and people mistake it for being snobbish. I’m anything but. True, I’m not the chit-chatting kind of people-person (well, maybe I can be a chatterbox), but after I feel comfortable I inch out of my shell. I’m one of the nicest people you would want to know. Sure, everybody wants to believe they have a personality made of gold, but I really make the effort to treat people how I want to be treated. I’m the type of girlie who would help her friend at a moments notice. I can’t hide that I’m girlie girlie, and when I say girlie girlie, I mean girlie girlie. I don’t go without my Cosmo and cappuccino. I wear girlie girlie clothes (I have the cutest girly accessories to fit all occasions) like now I’m wearing a candy apple girly t shirt, and of course my pink girly panties? I have all the girly things a girl would want, lol. I even have girly parties with girlie girls, lmao.
Anyway, I haven’t had luck with traditional dating. And given up on the bar scene. I live in Houston and am no stranger to the Houston chat lines, but it’s like the bar scene, it grows old, fast. While surfing the net one day, I came across one of your glitzy 420 com banners. I was hesitant to click it because I thought it was going to be another plenty of fish com wannabe or worse, a gothic dating, or a counter culture singles place. Honestly, the fact the banner stated it’s a free 420 singles site, is what made me curious to know, what in the world a dating 420 singles site is. I had no idea what to expect, but soon as the screen loaded, I admit, I was surprised. I was like...what is 420? Now I know. I smoke marijuana occasionally, but that’s only when one of my friends has the sticky leaf. You wouldn’t guess I’m a midnight toker, lol.
When it comes to men, I’m an old fashion gal who wants an old fashion guy. My standards might be high, but why not, you live once, might as well get the best you can. I’m attracted to manly men, burly blokes, Shawn Connery types. For whatever reason, I get the “watch out for my nails, I just got a pedicure” pretty boy. I don’t want a guy who spends more time in the bathroom then I do.
A very big deal to me is how well a man treats a female. He has to know how to treat her. I don’t mean materialistic wise. All the flower and candy stuff doesn’t impress me. The simple things I’m referring to, like… he holds the door open for his lady. He spends quality time with her. Men will always love sports, but if he wants to spend more time watching the game, I don’t consider that a relationship built on the 50/50 rule. Well, I thought the days were long gone, where you could find that type of guy. That was until I met my honey.
I met Dave through your service. I instantly felt at ease chatting with him. We spent countless hours chatting about our lives. I didn’t have to see him to know the typed of person he was. The way he took charge of the conversation told me he was real man. Then when I viewed his profile, I thought – wow – this guy is hot! He had that rugged kind of cuteness that drives me nuts. I had my reservations, I’m sure you understand. Anyone could be on the other side of the computer. I had to get his phone number. He played hard to get at first. He wouldn’t give me his number. That turned me on, more! I’m not use to chasing after men. Finally I won out, but not without a battle. We talked every night on the telephone and met in the chat rooms.
Anyway, he sent me a private message on February 15, and he wrote, Make sure you’re on tomorrow. I have to ask you something.
Ask me now I wrote back to him.
I can’t. I’ll miss my flight for Tampa he typed and then he signed off.
What a jerk! He left me in total suspense. I tried sleeping that night, but kept waking up and then while staring at the alarm clock I’d drift back to sleep. I squirmed in my seat at work. I tried to compose myself, but it was impossible. I stuffed the clock in my desk draw. I couldn’t take it! I had to see if Dave signed on. Our computers aren’t equipped with the Internet, so when my boss went to lunch I used his. My fingers shook. I barely had strength to type my password and username. He was signed in. My heart pounded. I took deep breaths and then clicked the link to the chat rooms.
He typed you ready to hear what I have to tell you?
Yes.
Are you sure?
Yes, of course, what is it?
I’m coming to Houston soon. Would you like to be my girlfriend?
He asked me out. My heart skipped a beat. “Ooh, my god!” I screamed. I kept my composer. I typed Great. I can show you around the city. You’ll really love it here. You better stay off the Houston chat lines, I joked. Then I typed, sure I’ll go out with you.
A few weeks went by before we finally met, I was like -- oh my god. This can’t be real, he’s incredible. He has to be married or something. There was no way I was letting him out of my site in Houston. I worked my magic and convinced him to move in with me. We’ve been together for six months, now. Oh, I have another surprise, but that’s between me and him though. I’m so grateful for 420 singles, really. It’s been the best experience of my life. Thank you 420 singles.