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Antithestasia

26 Los Angeles, CA Genderqueer, Woman

Genderqueer, Woman

I’m looking for

  • Everyone
  • Ages 20–35
  • Near me
  • For new friends

My Details

Last Online
Dec 3
Orientation
Bisexual
Ethnicity
Middle Eastern, White
Height
5′ 8″ (1.73m)
Body Type
Curvy
Diet
Mostly vegetarian
Smokes
When drinking
Drinks
Socially
Drugs
Sometimes
Religion
Judaism, and laughing about it
Sign
Libra, and it’s fun to think about
Education
Working on university
Job
Other
Income
Relationship Status
Open relationship
Relationship Type
Strictly non-monogamous
Offspring
Doesn’t have kids
Pets
Has cats
Speaks
English (Fluently), Russian (Fluently), Spanish (Okay), Sign Language (Poorly)

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My self-summary
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I probably won't offend you, but my lifestyle might. I identify as pansexual and polyamorous. I'm a Satanist, a sex worker, and a feminist. Translation for those who I don't want to talk to: man-hating, godless, baby-killing, pinko-commie, heathen, feminazi, dyke slut faggot seeks same.

[A note on polyamory: I am poly identified, not just currently but always, and am repulsed by the idea that my relationship with one person would limit my relationship with another. In that vein, my partners and I practice polyamory independently of each other, and strive for a non-hierarchical approach to relationships.]

[PS. My partners are both on here, so check them out, because they're amazing. I'm engaged to the voraciously intelligent and devastatingly handsome elfGigoloGod, and I also have an incredibly wonderful and staggeringly gorgeous girlfriend, ZoeFreshcut. I cohabitate with both.] Gaze upon my poly, ye monogamous, and despair!

Being the center of attention comes naturally to me, so if you see me at a party, I'm usually telling some story fairly loudly. If you've got children with you, might wanna cover their ears.

On the flipside, I often suffer from crippling social anxiety, so if you see me outside smoking weed and looking terrified, it's because I'm having a panic attack and am trying not to break down in tears in front of everyone.

Words are important to me, and I pick mine out with the utmost thought. Oftentimes this leads to me sacrificing brevity for the sake of precision, and occasionally people are put off by the amount of questions I ask when I am seeking clarity in regards to something they've said.

While I have enough self-restraint not to constantly "correct" people's speech, sex-negativity, racism, misogyny, heteronormativity, cis-supremacy, ableism, and fat-hate really bother me, even if the speaker isn't trying to express any such sentiment in earnest. I will call this kind of thing out, though I promise I'll be nice about it.

Consent is also important to me, which is why I ask people before touching them. If you touch me without permission, I will judge you to be rude. People trend to assume from this that I dislike physical contact, which could not be further from the truth; I'm a cuddly motherfucker. I am, however, also very respectful of boundaries.

My best friend and arch-nemesis, Hydracula can probably drink you under the table. She and I both see things that most of you don't. You should check her out; she's an amazing talented artist, and for sure the coolest person you'll find on here.

I just [17Feb'13] realized that I have, not entirely consciously, started to use OKC more like a networking opportunity than a dating site; I haven't had much interest in dating as of late, but I still love meeting people. As a result, my messages have shifted away from "would you like to grab a drink?" and toward "would you like to collaborate on my Idea with me?"

This isn't to say that I have no interest in ever sexing a new person again, but I ain't looking, per se. This is something to keep in mind while you peruse the rest of my profile.

Hablo muy poquito espanol, pero yo quiero aprender mas. Quieres ayudarme?

Меня зовут Анастасия. Я только что подключила русскую раскладку на компе, но еще не научилась ею пользоваться. Привет!

I am bohemian, adorkable, and hippie-go-lucky.
What I’m doing with my life
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My current project is Pangæa, a monthly queer play party, and home to LA's only Drag King show! It takes up a lot of my time, and I love it, and I'm always looking for performers, so if you've ever wanted to do any kind of drag, please drop me a line.

Concurrently, I'm trying to focus on school [academia has always been a complicated affair for me] and on making myself as unemployable as possible with the use of hair clippers, hair dye, sweet tats, and metal in my face.

For the past several years, I've been working part-time at a dungeon here in LA as a pro-Domme; this is the same place that Pangæa takes place at.

On the subject of sexy things, I am a sex educator who specializes in non-monogamy as a topic. I also lecture on kink and basic sex ed. My classes emphasize communication and I try to work in as much nerurochemistry as I can throw at people without their eyes glazing over.

Other hustling includes but is not limited to: massage, art modeling, photo modeling, and clothing alteration [mostly hats].

As a product of over-educated white people, I fetishize academia. I'm also a compulsive grammar prescriptivist, though I'm moving away from that on account of the whole classism and racism aspect of it. Still, you can take my prescriptivism, but you'll never take my Oxford comma! Anyway, while I am aware of the problems there, I'm holding on to my fancy book learnin' fetish.
I’m really good at
Go on, brag a little (or a lot). We won’t judge.
Being a walking calamity. I knock things over by being in the same room as them, pretty much.

Finding new ways to add garlic to everything.

Cuddling on the first date.

Not budgeting myself.

Speed-reading.

Parallel parking. If we're ever out together and you need me to park your car, just ask. I like showing off.

Driving stickshift. I am so bored by my automatic transmission, but I can't afford to change it to manual. Next car, though, for sure.

Over-thinking things and expressing my thoughts and feelings in about twice as many words as everyone else, not because I have that much to say or because I'm terrible at self-editing but because I am f*cking verbose dammit and if teal deer bother you move along.

Spotting nasty thoughts and behaviors that perpetuate all kinds of discrimination. Man this shit is everywhere.
The first things people usually notice about me
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If they hear me, they notice I kind of sound like a dude. Yeah, it happens.

If they see me, they might notice that I have a headlamp on, or that I've dropped something, or that my stockings/socks don't match. Also that I am an R. Crumb woman. Now with 200% more utility belt!

If they find me at my home, they'll notice I'm not really wearing clothes. I rarely do.

If they find me on campus, the second thing they notice about me are the aviator&headphone combo that clearly says, "Fuck off. I am late to class and do not want to sign your petition." The first thing they notice is the rainbow hair.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
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This used to be in list format, and I took that down, and now I think I'll put it back.

I love books, and I spend all my free time and money on them. I have a bit of a fetish for the nice, leather-bound ones. I also listen to a preposterous amount of podcasts. Also, I can't fit it into any of the categories below, but honorable mention to the Crash Course series.

Authors: Chuck Palahniuk, Oscar Wilde, Tom Robbins, Richard Feynman, Terry Pratchett.

Books: World War Z, Stranger in a Strange Land, The Princess Bride, Three Musketeers, Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, The Little Prince.

Comic authors: Neil Gaiman, Mike Mignola, Warren Ellis.

Comics: Y: The Last Man, The Goon, Scott Pilgrim.

Webcomics: xkcd, Girl Genius, Dresden Codak.

Cartoons: Animaniacs, Venture Bros, Gargoyles, Adventure Time.

Animated film: Paprika, Waking Life, Howl's Moving Castle, Aladdin. That last one was my first crush, too.

Movies: The Warriors, Thank You For Smoking, Reefer Madness: The Musical, Barbarella, Kamikaze Girls.

Directors: Guy Ritchie, Tim Burton, Quentin Tarantino, Joss Whedon, Steven Moffat.

Shows: Hannibal, Parks and Recreation, The IT Crowd, Star Trek, Dr. Who. I have a shameful obsession with awful TV.

Songs: 88 Lines About 44 Women, Killer Queen, Beyond the Sea, Jump in the Line, I am the Walrus.

Bands: Mother Mother, Die Antwoord, Gogol Bordello, Flobots, Royal Crown Revue.

Solo artists: Johnathan Coulton, Ke$ha, Tom Lehrer, Crazy Gaga.

Podcasts: Radiolab, This American Life, Tales of the Extraordinary. BTW, if you check that last one out [it's old time style radio drama] and you like it, drop my friend jofesh a line, because in addition to being the cat's meow, he is one of the creators of the show.

Food: Sashimi, avocado, garlic. I make an amazing basil-garlic sauce that'll kick your teeth in.

Dessert: Chocolate mousse, kiwi, blackberry.

Drink: Tea, Merlot, fruit juice.

Карлсон, который живет на крыше.

Стиляги.

Бременские Музыканты.

Несчастный Случай.

Сало.
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
Terrible movies that I can MST3K my way through.

Tentacle hentai, though it's tough to find consensual tentacle sex. [But not impossible!]

Kooky aunt glasses.

Doc Martens with high heels.

Garter belts and mismatched stockings.

Kink.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
How to feed the four people who live in my home for the least amount of money and energy. Current favourite is vegetarian chili served over potatoes with garlic sauce.

How much I wanna go hiking and backpacking and rock-climbing and skiing, and what a weenie I am for not organizing some kind of trip out. Most of my friends aren't too outdoorsy, though.

How we need to infiltrate popular media more effectively so as to use the mass media machine to pump out anti-sexist, anti-racist, anti-classist, anti-ableist, body-positive, sex-positive, queer-positive propaganda. I long to see a sex symbol in a wheelchair.

Privilege. There's a lot to think about there.

Why anyone would ever respond to the awkward-ass emails I send out. They're the most derp-tastic things ever, like the textual equivalent of pulling someone's hair and then running off. They are not smooth. I turn into a little internet Milton, kicking the ground while I lisp about how you remind me of my red stapler. And yet occasionally I get a response; I'm as baffled by this as anyone.
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
At home, being boring. Working on my drag show. At a friend's house, doing drunk calculus while watching Babylon 5. Hanging out at a kink club. Not studying though I ought to be. Hanging around Pasadena. Trespassing. Raising hell with Hydracula on some unsuspecting dance floor. Attending some event with elfGigoloGod or ZoeFreshcut.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
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I have a fetish for tall, skinny boys. Bonus points for glasses and social awkwardness.

Douchebag phrases like, "smokin' hot" and "I'd hit it" find their way into my vernacular with startling regularity. I swear I am not a douchebag. I am like an anti douchebag. For real.

I preach body positivity but suffer from self-loathing related to my weight. This makes me feel like a hippo-crite.

While most find me to be fairly forward when it comes to men, with only a small and allegedly endearing degree of embarrassed stammering, I have crippling anxiety when it comes to hitting on ladies. I can oogle with the best of them, and I can carry on a conversation with surreally hot dames, but the moment the situation turns even slightly sexual, I shut down completely. I'm working on getting over this, but in the meantime, if you're a hot lady and we go out and I don't try to make a move on you, it's probably because I really really want to do dirty things to you but am far too shy to actually say anything. [Although I think it is fair to note that alcohol helps with this].

The Zombie Apocalypse is something that I both believe in and am prepared for. But wait, now I'm justified with SCIENCE!! Anyway, hit me up and we'll discuss our contingency plans.
You should message me if
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You want to meet up. Ooooh, meeting people from teh internet is dangerous!

Looking shit up is not a mysterious ritual to you. I'm not here to be interrogated, so any questions to which answers are available elsewhere will be responded to with "Let me Google that for you."

You wanna be in my drag show! You wanna help me with my site! You want me to be in your project! Let's collaborate on something awesome. :D

You want to teach me something or have me teach you something. I'm not too particular, we can figure it out. Currently looking to learn juggling, drums, and guitar, and improve my poi, staff, silk-ribbon climb, and pole dancing.

If you speak Russian. I don't know any Russians and the only people I can talk to are my family. My grasp of the language is going to shit. Please God someone talk to me in Russian. Also looking for people to practice Spanish and Sign Language with.

As I've mentioned, my partners [my status says Available, not Single, see?] are the very handsome and amazing elfGigoloGod [please don't judge him by his SN] and the fabulous and affectionate ZoeFreshcut. They're pretty fantastic, and no, messaging me does not mean also messaging them, and dating me does not mean dating them as well [though that could be fun].