On my way to happiness...Want to join me?

By carefully analysing the moments where I was happy or relaxed I realised that I like to walk, think for hours about how to surprise and give pleasure to someone, eat untill I fall off the chair, stretch like a cat, sleep for hundred years, be who I am, laugh to everything but clowns and someone's else misfortune, write short stories, watch non-hollywood movies, read as much as I can, play with my friends, cook french meals and call my family to tell them things and stuffs untill they start talking and bore me to death and so I hang-up then change my phone number again. I think too much. Looking For: I have no idea of what I consider as my ideal match and so should you. Of course, I want to find someone nice (mean and sarcastic people unwelcome) who oscillates like me between seriousness and madness. I am not looking for cinderella, so I do not want to meet someone who looks for prince charming and bugs me for little things like the way I fold my clothes or cut the potatoes in dice. Well this is for romance and I am ready to change with time. You are authorised to bug me for irrelevant things if you become a friend.