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30 Cambridge, MA Man, Cis Man, Other

Man, Cis Man, Other

I’m looking for

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  • Ages 18–40
  • Near me
  • For long-term dating, short-term dating, casual sex

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Last Online
Yesterday – 10:29pm
Straight, Sapiosexual
5′ 7″ (1.70m)
Body Type
Mostly vegetarian
Working on Ph.D program
Relationship Status
Relationship Type
Mostly non-monogamous
English (Fluently)

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My self-summary
Write a little about yourself. Just a paragraph will do.
This reminds me of a scene from the movie Singles, the one where Campbell Scott and Kyra Sedgwick meet cute at an Alice in Chains show in some grungy (appropriately enough) bar. He walks up to her and says, “My friend and I have this long-running argument, and here it is: He says that when you come to a place like this, you can’t just be yourself, you have to have an act. So, anyway, I saw you standing there, so I thought, A) I could just leave you alone, B) I could come up with an act, or C) I could just be myself. I chose C. What do you think?” She replies, “I think that A) you have an act, and that B) not having an act is your act.”

Well, I don’t have an act . . . and here it is:
What I’m doing with my life
Don’t overthink this one; tell us what you’re doing day-to-day.
Standard-issue humanities graduate student at an institution of higher education in Boston—well, not in Boston, but nearby.

No, not Tufts.

Basic pleasure model. Socially constructed for optimal performance. Hopefully not this guy.
I’m really good at
Go on, brag a little (or a lot). We won’t judge.
false modesty. And even at that I’m really only so so.
The first things people usually notice about me
I’m an empty essay… fill me out!
I have pretty eyes. “They’re like the ocean,” some say, “big, blue, and easy to get lost in.”¹ Don’t worry, though: search and rescue teams are standing by.² Others have called them “breath taking”—after regaining their breath, that is. Still others have found them “arresting,” a few going so far as to invoke their right to counsel.

Also noticeable are my unusually long and thick . . . eyelashes. Despite rumors to the contrary, I assure you that they’re real, and they’re spectacular.

¹ For those of you slavishly devoted to nineteenth-century prescriptivist grammar, this sentence does not end with a preposition: it ends with a trace.

² No, neither does this one: it ends with a particle.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
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Just these? Why? What about my favorite color? Sport? Racehorse?¹ Car? Ship? Airplane? Space shuttle?² Shop? Brand? Fashion designer? Painter? Sculptor? Collagist? Performance artist? Critical theorist? Wave of feminism?³ Branch of philosophy? Philosophical movement? Social movement? Social science? “Hard” science? Subatomic particle?⁴ Geometric shape? Trigonometric function? Saint? Deity?

I grew up on stuff like Portnoy’s Complaint, Annie Hall, Seinfeld, and Curb Your Enthusiasm. So I cannot but like Robby Hoffman, who offers her own unique spin on this “tradition.” And she sounds uncannily like Larry David. While we’re on the subject of comedians, Tig Notaro and DeAnne Smith are also great.

Right now I’m reading Ariel Schrag’s Adam, “the most twisted, hilarious, and deeply gratifying reading experience I have had in a long time,” says Alison Bechdel, “which comes close to but just misses being problematic,” according to Carolyn Yates.

Of the recent films that I’ve seen, Appropriate Behavior, Concussion, and In a World . . . stand out.

Orange Is the New Black (Team Pipex, Team Paystee), Arrested Development, 30 Rock, Parks and Recreation, and Veronica Mars are a few of the television series from the past decade that I enjoy. Lost Girl is so refreshingly Canadian. Broad City has its moments.

I watched a lot more television growing up; I was practically raised by sitcoms, in fact, including both special and very special episodes of Blossom.

Funny feminiphopsters™ like Hand Job Academy, Awkwafina, and DeAnswer make me laugh, as do Garfunkel and Oates, who now have their own TV series!

¹ Secretariat, of course, because it’s the life of the party.

² Challenger. Who doesn’t like an underdog?

³ It would have to be the French New Wave, i.e., La Nouvelle Vag.

⁴ Quarks. I’m accepting of everyone’s quarks.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
my dissertation, other scholarly projects of mine, the minutiae of everyday life, and, you know, all the things a graduate student is supposed to spend time thinking about: privilege, gender, sex, identity, performativity, intersectionality, ableism, the work of art in the age of digital reproduction, the desert of the real, the medical-industrial complex, relations of production, the withering away of the state, the death of the author; the use of metaphor to obfuscate—how, for example, scientists, engineers, and their apologists will speak of “reactor-bred plutonium.” Breeding?! Oh, is that what’s going on? “You see, son, when a U-238 atom and a deuterium atom love each other very much . . . ” Also, why all the interest in breeder reactors? What about reactors with other sexual orientations?
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
that I am?

Even a casual perusal of other profiles reveals that there is a heated debate going on as to whether there even is such a thing as a typical Friday night! I do not wish to take sides on this divisive issue. What I will say is that even if there is, in fact, such a thing as a typical Friday night, it would be uninteresting. Who wants to hear about something typical?
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I’m an empty essay… fill me out!
Sometimes, when I write a sentence that could upset or offend, I put a winky face after it to indicate that I don’t mean it—but I really do mean it. ;)

The first time I saw the spelling trans*, I spent hours looking for the footnote. ;)

The present profile is my second on this site. The first received a great deal of critical acclaim; one reviewer even hailed it as a “postmodern masterpiece.” I’m going for a different aesthetic with this one—less hysterical realism, more mumblecore—and I’m worried about the sophomore slump.

I’m also concerned that this one may be just a little too accessible. Have I sold out?

* This is not a footnote.
You should message me if
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you’re intelligent, intellectually curious, funny, confident, assertive, sex-positive, understanding, kind, compassionate, generous, passionate, acidic or pH neutral, honest, forthright, communicative, and trustworthy;

you don’t want to own anyone or to be owned by anyone, except maybe in a BDSM context;

you fight vampires or solve mysteries, preferably both;

you’d like to arrange a three-dimensional date, because neither of us like to message back and forth endlessly;

you’d like to try the bonding exercise from that Modern Love column; and

you’re not interested in adhering to the usual heteronormative script. Maybe we could flip the script, so that you ply me with alcohol and you try to coerce me into bed. Yeah, that’d be transgressive and hot.