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32 Hamtramck, MI Man


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I’m looking for

  • Women
  • Ages 21-34
  • Near me
  • For new friends, long-term dating, short-term dating

My details

Last online
Sep 1, 2013
5' 7" (1.70m)
Body Type
Agnosticism and laughing about it
Doesn’t have kids
English (Fluently), Romanian (Somewhat), Spanish (Somewhat)
My self-summary
Write a little about yourself. Just a paragraph will do.
I spent two years in Romania teaching English for the Peace Corps. I play music, I travel. I'm always looking for good people and finding them everywhere.

I think Dr. Seuss correctly said that "everyone is a little weird. When we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with our own we call it love.
What I’m doing with my life
Don’t overthink this one; tell us what you’re doing day-to-day.
I just successfully flipped a giant pancake with a butter knife.

I came up with the theory today for why the whole universe began:

Before the formation of the cosmos it was the will of the universe itself, and not some blind force, that everything be held in a hot dense state. This made the universe feel complete, secure, and in control. It was very paranoid back then.

But time eventually exposed that this will was not so complete and even the weight of all we think is real couldn't stop a question from being lit in the dark folds where space and itself itself were meant to mean nothing. "What else could there be?" Time won, and then it realized it didn't have any space to resolve this and it went crazy and exploded into this universe.

Now there's infinite space to expand and develop towards infinite complexity. There are universes of possibilities being born and dying, scattered across immeasurable distances.

I imagine what it must have been like, stuffed into that oppressive singularity, that inferno of madness, and how every atom and every quirk in your being was once mine, and how everything I now call me and mine was you and yours, and we were all together. goo goo ga choo!

I've learned something from this elegant design and that is that everything and everyone needs space to grow. but even stars get lonely. I'm sure they miss one another and talk using pulses. Some even collide into one another causing violent but beautiful spectacles. Others gracefully fall into binary star systems.

In a gazillion years or so there maybe a reunion, that is if the initial force of the expansion, combined with whatever energy is accelerating the expansion eventually surrenders to that part of the universe which wants to suck everything back in.
I'm not sure how democratic the whole process is; it's an eternal struggle between gravity and free will.

I think our lives are not so different.

Did I just go overboard with this whole profile thing?
I’m really good at
Go on, brag a little (or a lot). We won’t judge.
I already told you about the pancake thing.
The first things people usually notice about me
I’m an empty essay… fill me out!
hey, got cigarette?
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Help your potential matches find common interests.
Ginsberg, Hunter S. Thompson, Bukowski, Burroughs, Tom Wolfe, Kerouac, H.P. Lovecraft, Shantaram, Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, Dr. Seuss, Kurt Vonnegut, Incognito (the secret lives of the brain), Steve Colbert, Motown, Flight of the Concords, and lots more!
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
My friends, my guitar, a job, unconditional friendship with myself, love and peace
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
what I'm thinking about.
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
With friends doing stuff, or not.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
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I am appallingly human.
You should message me if
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"you care more about making the perfect love than you care about finding the perfect lover." Paraphrased from 'Still Life with Woodpecker,' by Tom Robbins