My therapist says I can date again, NY In June of 1994 I was involved in a work-related accident that left me almost completely immobile for close to 2 years. Afterwards, the time I spent in an underground laboratory deep beneath the earth?s crust was one of the most excruciating times of my life. However, following a series of brilliant and daring experiments performed by my close friend Dr. William Van Magnassun Jr., I was able to reclaim my life with the assistance of a specially made exoskeleton. This device or ?supersuit? is a close-knit lattice work of polymer fibers and high impact titanium alloy grafted onto a centimeter thick organic membrane. Its elasticity and inspired mechanics allow me to perform feats of superhuman strength and dexterity without sacrificing the essential human component of sensitivity. Unfortunately, once I donned this ?supersuit? a repressed personality disorder that we had mistakenly thought was in remission, re-asserted itself creating within my already fragile psyche a compulsive need to right social wrongs, protect the weak, and bring the evil to justice. Thank god for therapy. Starting in late 1999 following a psychotic episode where I almost threw my arch-nemesis Fashionista into a vat of boiling Tupperwear I finally quite my job and entered therapy under Dr. Louis Armstrong. To make a long story short, through his guidance I've gone through some pretty amazing changes and we both feel that it is time that I finally got back into the dating scene.