I was going to rush to your defense in this, decrying your shoddy sense of self-worth that renders you unappealing to you. How horrible! Of course you should date yourself! You are wonderful! You are intelligent! You're awfully light on the eyes as well, even if I don't swing your way. Oh, Stewa7nise, you need a trip to Confidence Camp to bolster your flagging self-esteem. Pronto!
And then I realized that you are spamming something that I wrote about myself from long ago. And upon reflection with the greater sagacity that age has given me, I still would not answer my own personal ad. I am sitting here in three day old jammies and desperately need to take a shower. I have abysmal social skills. I can't find my cell phone. I have the Tan Mom of thyroid glands. I read TMZ instead of writing a book today. The call just came that Michael Bay passed me up to cast far sexier specimens in Transformers 69: Autobots Get Down Tonight. Panda is not a catch.
Thank you for rubbing it in.