Write a little about yourself. Just a paragraph will do.
David was an entirely average boy.
He had vaguely brown hair that was light in the summer and rather
much darker in the winter, eyes that tended towards blue, and he
stood six foot four when he wasn’t slouching. His face was almost
angelically perfect, with no distinguishing features, outmoded
beauty marks, or a weak or strong chin. Much to his continuous
dismay, David was completely forgettable. In any survey, he was
found in the middle; in any competition, he generally took third
place-but only if there were six competitors. Occasionally, in the
same situation he might take fourth.
If you were to boil down the whole of humanity—a delightful enough
notion on its own—something very much like David could probably be
grown from the blackened mass you might have left. He was the
homunculus of mankind.
David was so average that he was, in fact, unique.
All that is totally untrue--I'm hardly unique.
I am pilloried, bilious, and to blame.
What I’m doing with my life
Don’t overthink this one; tell us what you’re doing day-to-day.
I spend time in San Francisco, taking in all kinds of life, night
and day, with Smile4Me2011. It would be hard to be happier. Check
her out. She's the better looking one of the two of us.
I am a graduate of UMN Law. Now I obsess about taxes and tax law.
My feelings about this ebb between love and meh.
I am seriously considering bee-keeping. But, where would I keep
them? My roommates make terrible noises when I suggest the
backyard. I compromised and I grow some herbs in a shoe tree
I'd like to know how to make shoes, leather shoes. I keep meaning
to ask the children in the sweat shops, but they always look so
I've spent a year in Greece, chasing Project Management experience
and getting the before-and-after of sunburn, but never a tan.
I write. I haven't found something that rewards as stingily as
writing. It's masochism.
I game. Conjuring stories to entertain, I usually GM.
A quick acknowledgment of my friends,
3valkyrie, Gyst ಠ_ಠ and terpsichoreus who have pages here. They're
far better people then they admit.
I’m really good at
Go on, brag a little (or a lot). We won’t judge.
Developing new hobbies and then not following up on them. Hobbies
I'm very good at failing to fill out this section. I've found a
The first things people usually notice about me
I’m an empty essay… fill me out!
A sumptuous twiddle, a bantering riddle, the mind plays tricks
to the tune of a fiddle. And while we dance to this silly little
rhyme, our feet play the devil in the dust and grime.
My hair is going salt-and-pepper. I'm hoping the color comes out a
certain shade of "distinguished". I would settle for "gentrified".
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
Scissors, glasses, and a pair of pants.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
Really, how many people are we going to have to kill to make the
world a better place? Hmmm? Has it helped yet?
Whether or not the the Modern Family actually does anything other
than damage children. I'm looking at you, the 1950's. Damn you,
Ticky Tacky Houses.
A Polish man is getting an eye exam and was just settled into
the chair when the Doctor flips down the eye chart.
"Can you read the last line?" The doctor asked.
The last line read X Z Y P Y Z S K I.
"Read it?!" The Polish cried. "I *know* him!"
If you knew my last name, you'd know why I find this joke
Dan Savage was right; the most ugly possible name to call a penis
is, in fact, "penis". Perhaps we should use the more dignified
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
Curiously, I've been busy lately on Friday Nights, though not
*very* busy. Really, more of a Friday Night Lite.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I’m an empty essay… fill me out!
I was in an open relationship for some years, in which I encouraged
my lover and friend to explore and discover. It ended, and life
Now I'm back in an open relationship and I struggle to imagine how
it could be better. If you know, please, tell me already, you jerk.
Good things come to those who wait, and try, try again.
My experiences dating boys have been somewhat unfortunate.
I'm not sure if I'm doing something wrong, making bad choices, or
if men are just fucked in the head. I'm a man, so I might be
included in the above head fucking. Why's gender gotta be such a
You should message me if
Offer a few tips to help matches win you over.
Why wouldn't you message me? I'd message me! In fact, I do so *all
Word of advice to everyone, and it's not just about messaging me.
You know how it's a bad idea to go grocery shopping when you're
super hungry? You know, it's that time you bought an entire flat of
ramen and something called a jack fruit because you were so
Same concept on OKC. Don't message horny. You're not at your best
and it's hard to write good messages with only one hand.
Please, use both hands.
Also, if your personal self description is a paragraph about how
you either can't, or refuse, to describe yourself in a few
paragraphs yadayada, I'm not sure I trust you to message me. You
see, that's the challenge and the point of the self summary.
Also, feel free to IM me. I know, most people hate OKC IM, and I'm
the first to admit that I don't like the *program*, but I do enjoy
saying "hi" in real time. So go ahead.
Who are you looking for?
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