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I’m looking for

  • Women
  • Ages 29-40
  • Located anywhere
  • For new friends

My details

Last online
Today – 1:52am
Relationship Type
Strictly monogamous
5' 9" (1.75m)
Body Type
Doesn’t have kids but might want them
Has dogs
English, C++
My self-summary
Write a little about yourself. Just a paragraph will do.
Not looking. Well I'm not looking for That, anyway.
That. Thingy. Wossname. You know. I'm not looking for it.

Still up for a chat however. No man is an island and all that. Shame, because then a person with dissociative personality disorder would in effect become an archipelago... We could all point and go "Woah" like Keanu Reaves in pretty much all of his films. Only convincingly.
What I’m doing with my life
Don’t overthink this one; tell us what you’re doing day-to-day.
Trying to manage that difficult transition from quiet and a bit weird to old and a bit creepy. And quiet. And weird.

I nerd professionally, and cart dogs round for charities and make things out of carbon fibre in my spare time.

I'm currently flirting with beard ownership. The good bit (it obscures part of my face) is somewhat outweighed by the fact that the thing obscuring my face looks like a pair of badgers fighting. Well - doing something beginning with F anyway.
I’m really good at
Go on, brag a little (or a lot). We won’t judge.
Modesty. Walking. Fixing things. Solving problems.

Oh - and I'm not bad at poached eggs.
The first things people usually notice about me
I’m an empty essay… fill me out!
I normally look like I'd rather be somewhere else. You've heard of "involuntary bitch face" (ask google), well it's similar.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Help your potential matches find common interests.
Telly happens to other people.
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
Music. Sunshine, occasional solitude, purpose and at least one opposable digit. That'd be plenty.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
Effing the ineffable. And which bin needs to go out.
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
Playing tiddlywinks with dustbin lids as winks, a pound coin as a squidger and my tummy button as a pot. It's an inny. Handy!

Or something else essentially futile but hopefully fun.

Sometimes I stay in, watch educational programmes on BBC4 (which is basically Radio 4 for people with eyes) and feed the dog wine gums. They make her trip a tiny bit, which we both find highly entertaining.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
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I seldom speak. Mostly I make do with communicating my intentions and desires through the medium of interpretive dance, grunting and if I wish to convey melancholy, farting in a minor key. Funerals are particularly stressful.
You should message me if
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Meh. Please yourself. I'm not going to know if you don't message me, am I?

The world turns, the sun rises and sets, the constellations whirl past unfeeling and uncaring and virtually unchanging.

Why? Because they are not aware.

And I won't be either, unless you collapse the probability waveform, freeze chaos into a discernable pattern, take a peek at the hypothetical moggy in the box (who will NOT be happy) by messaging me.

Or not, obviously.