I'm level headed, self aware, relaxed, secure, and assertive, but
not aggressive. I like to joke around (See below. [I also like
parenthetical asides]). You should too and now that you know a ton
about me, let me tell you that I'm a magnet for crazy, unstable
individuals. Maybe it’s because I've grown weary of being normal,
but I have a habit of entering relationships that end in
Lifetime-made-for-TV-level drama. You can be as “spontaneous”
(although, in girl code, I feel like that’s Step 8 in the 12 step
process to achieving “Batshit Crazy” status) as you want, but
please be rational. I was a math/physics person in undergrad and
grad school and I work in a technical field currently so I’m a
little right brain dominant, but I respect a sharp, versatile left
brain-er too.
People (best friends, my mom, etc.) often say I look like way too much of a “bro” or a “douche” in my pics. I can see that, but you’d probably look like a douche if frequent rips from loaded beer bongs, countless purchases of bedazzled Ed Hardy t’s, and constant slaying of sorority chics defined your early adulthood too. Ok, ok, little of that is true. Chalk the possible misconception up to poor lighting and bad angles?!? In the world outside of internet dating, I’d like to believe most people enjoy my company. However, an exception to the Law of Relativity douchebagery is not. So if you’re so concerned with upholding an uber cultured and sophisticated image to the point that taking in an occasional TV show is beneath you, or your consistently surprised when I can't regurgitate the life's work of the obscure, deceased author or artist you're somehow on first name basis with, or the occasional thought of sports doesn't only disinterest you, but actually irritates you, or if your first instinct is to scorn my feigned ignorance rather than laugh over a light-hearted, judgmental joke, I MIGHT be a dbag in your eyes. I’ll live...unless you’re really hot in which case, I take it all back. Crap, was that a douche-y thing to say?
Moving on....
People (best friends, my mom, etc.) often say I look like way too much of a “bro” or a “douche” in my pics. I can see that, but you’d probably look like a douche if frequent rips from loaded beer bongs, countless purchases of bedazzled Ed Hardy t’s, and constant slaying of sorority chics defined your early adulthood too. Ok, ok, little of that is true. Chalk the possible misconception up to poor lighting and bad angles?!? In the world outside of internet dating, I’d like to believe most people enjoy my company. However, an exception to the Law of Relativity douchebagery is not. So if you’re so concerned with upholding an uber cultured and sophisticated image to the point that taking in an occasional TV show is beneath you, or your consistently surprised when I can't regurgitate the life's work of the obscure, deceased author or artist you're somehow on first name basis with, or the occasional thought of sports doesn't only disinterest you, but actually irritates you, or if your first instinct is to scorn my feigned ignorance rather than laugh over a light-hearted, judgmental joke, I MIGHT be a dbag in your eyes. I’ll live...unless you’re really hot in which case, I take it all back. Crap, was that a douche-y thing to say?
Moving on....
