Oh, boy, and the horror stories you hear are true.
Now, I have nothing against creatively colored hair, I've had my fair share, but suffice it to say that my blind date stepped out of Fushigi Yugi: she had purple hair with pink highlights, went by the name "Amber Rainne" and had . . . how should I say it . . . extra equipment
At least s/he was kind enough to tell me right after dinner.
Not that I think there's anything wrong with that, I just personally don't find multi-gendered people attractive

I prefer them to be one or the other, is that too much to ask?
Never have I ever read Where the Red Fern Grows without crying my eyes out.
