The Finch Formerly Known As Gold

21 May 2005

Roommate wanted, no clothing

I learned a long time ago that I wasn't going to be anyone's ideal roommate; I'm way too cranky and possessed of some odd quirks. [Aren't all quirks odd by definition? Shut up.]

Then again, if I had a Tribeca penthouse to share, I might be tempted to be this picky myself:

Next, do you (the potential roommate) have to be a nudist? Yes, being a nudist is a “lifestyle” for lack of a better term. Although there is always the initial cheep thrill, I enjoy the freedom of running around naked and so should you. Does this mean I do this in public. Not usually but I may visit the occasional nudist beach (you do not have to come).

Do you have to be a goddess. No but I am not looking for the usual nudist eye pollution either. You do not have to be a model or look like you stepped off a mens magazine but you should be in shape, well groomed (not a hippy all natural type) and have a great smile.

Well, if you gotta dream, dream big. And anyway, in New York, he'll have no trouble filling this position, unless all the nudist women are also spelling freaks. (If this latter describes you, write me. Please.)

(Via Joey McKeown.)

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