Girls who is perfect guy

The sex was consistently great; you being the DD most weekends was even better; and you helping me cook and clean were, surprisingly, an awesome advantage. But this routine, though seemingly great, eventually became an annoying burden. It became an expectation with you and no longer fun. Right for you. I was having fun in the moment, and once enjoyed your company and liked the continuous naked rendezvous. I mean, if I ate my favorite cream cheese pizza every day I would get sick of that, too.

So, maybe it is entirely your fault that I grew out of you as quickly as I did. Everything was essentially perfect until you decided that it would be a great idea if we labeled our relationship on Facebook by telling the world that we were dating, which makes me wonder how women use to let people know they were dating before Facebook.

Sending a telegram? Actually having a conversation with someone over the phone? You put a wedge between my guy friends and me by, unbeknownst to my friends, coercing me into hanging out with you and cancel my plans on them. Wow, I thought my list was bad, but she easily named at least 15 items.

It was a trailer, so there may very well have been 20, but they cut it for the sake of time. The matchmaker deems her "picky" and encourages her to loosen up a bit on the list. An even funnier moment comes later in the trailer when Chili's friend, well-known rapper Missy Elliott, comments that Chili's perfect guy is not out there, so maybe she should date Jesus.

This got me thinking -- if Chili, who I feel is beautiful and seems to be a stable, normal woman, has such a comprehensive list and doesn't seem to want to compromise, what does that say for the rest of us?

How many women become slaves to the list? Is it really necessary to have this laundry list of prerequisites, as if men are either auditioning for a part or applying for a job? I know I wrote an earlier column about deal-breakers , but that's different from creating a recipe for a man as if you are making a cake.

Let's go with that analogy. I'm not a huge baker, but I do know there are certain ingredients that have to be included in the cake or it just won't work. So, flour and baking soda are must-haves. Every woman needs to have her list of must-haves and not waver from them. Now, must-haves are not the shallow things a lot of women choose, like height, car choice and salary.

Must-haves, to me, are things that have to do with someone's character, like spirituality, relationships with his family, or how he handled a previous breakup. Too often, women create an image in their heads of what this man should look like, sound like and be like, and get so obsessed with it that when the person you need is standing there, he gets sidelined because of this insatiable desire to check items off the list.

If it rings, the girl he is physically talking to will discover that she is the one being put on hold until the conversation on the phone has finished. He proudly displays them on the kitchen table, making it blatantly obvious what type of woman a girl is simply by being with him.

Rough Tough is in the relationship simply for the bedroom gymnastics involved. Commitment is the bug spray that will send him away, and he makes sure that a girl is aware of it from the get go. If a girl is interested in this type of man, she must be strong enough to stomach his ego.

The Next Door guy is the type that doubles as a best friend as well as a love interest. Quite often he simply starts out in the seat next to a girl, but then he slowly warms his way into her heart. He is a clean-cut young man, though he may lack style and confidence. Most of his clothes are ordered on-line from Bugle Boy Products by his mother or given to him as Christmas presents.

His education is limited only by his desire to continue it. He favors coffee houses and independent film theaters; however, his petty attributes are limited. The Next Door guy does not normally come from a rich family.

The vehicle he drives is often second hand with an air freshener hanging off the rearview mirror and animal pattern chair covers to clash with the box-like exterior. A cell phone is something that he would not even desire to possess, and to live in excess is not a trait that he displays, although he may splurge on the occasional road trip with his friends.

He forms relationships for the simple beauty of being involved with the girl he considers to be his most cherished friend. If a girl is interested in this type of man, she should be cautious in pursuing his heart: she might just have it far longer than she originally planned. The Super Dork type is usually the unseen detour on the highway of life.

Few girls intend to fall for this particular kind of man. His looks are not extraordinary, nor is he charming. He is usually too scrubbed up for his own good. Most of his shirts are starched, and his hair is neatly smoothed down from constant combing. He is so concerned with hygiene that the strong scent of Lysol lingers on his clothes. Super Dork is intrigued by bug collections and science fiction conventions.