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33 M Southampton, United Kingdom

My Details

Last Online
Feb 14, 2005
5′ 10″ (1.78m)
Body Type
Trying to quit
Very often
Gemini, but it doesn’t matter
Graduated from masters program
Politics / Government
Relationship Status
Relationship Type
Doesn’t want kids
Likes dogs
English (Fluently), French (Poorly), German (Poorly)

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My self-summary
Ahem...Small children trust me. Old people fear me. I have never knowingly annoyed a farmer or a priest. Christ knows, time to blather on about me. Oh the joy...

Non-woolly liberal/lefty. Oh such pretty labels. Get confused by clocks. Julie Christie thought I was "sweet" when I was 16. Oooh, went to school with Craig David. Did GCSE music with him (not that I'm bitter, oh no.)

If in doubt, let it slide.

I am obstreperous, self-effacing, and cowboy-killer

What I’m doing with my life
Completing masters thesis (political philosophy in contemporary literature; an excuse to rant about politics should never be passed up), trying to find a job, starting bands that then lose drummers. Have an uncanny ability to lose drummers, when I tidy my sofa I'm gonna fid loads of the buggers. Probably asphyxiated though.
I’m really good at
Looking at people like a little-boy-lost for maximum sympathy - disappointing me, well, it'd be like kicking a small puppy (initially gratifying but ultimately leads to your ostracism from society.) Making dirty songs up on the spot about my mates and their sex lives. Humiliating myself in public. Having inadvertant moments of complete pomposity (you may have noticed already.) Self-agrandisement (debateable?). Cakes. Breathing.
The first things people usually notice about me
Physically -The tree I'm hiding behind. My cagoule. The creepy smile on my face.

Er...dunno, have been told that it is my eyes and smile but am working under the impression that that was just biased flattery so assume that the more accurate answer is the smell. Mentally - well, the phrase 'you're not like the others' seems to be a regular. Er...yay? Go Team Me? When all society craves is conformity this is damning criticism.

Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
a)Too many to list, but Kafka, Palahniuk, Houellebecq, Beckett, Dostoyevsky, and Tibor Fischer are all great. The Dice Man constantly proves to be too intriguing for my own good. Oblomov by Goncharov...pause to drool.In a muddle about if the book or film of Buffalo Soldiers was better...err towards the film.

b)Fight Club, Evil Dead, Irreversible, Pi, Donnie Darko, Requiem For a Dream, Brain Dead - again, too many to list. I despise The Matrix (don't get me started, actually do.)

c)Like music to an extreme where it teeters on the unhealthy. Adore Mclusky, Interpol, Dead Kennedys, Converge, Pretty Girls Make Graves, Faith No More, Drowningman, Fugazi, Sigur Ros, Against Me!, The Smiths, Joy Division, Radiohead etc etc etc etc etc. The list is endless. Just got introduced to the musical delight that is Devandra Banhart - absolutely wicked. I really hate Busted, McFly, and all that.

d)Long Pig.

The six things I could never do without

Cigarettes (until I manage to quit...going okay but don't want to jinx it)



The Saints (last season in the premiership? I hope not...)

�6.99 by Frederic Beigbeder,well, books generally.

Pass, dunno. The hands of small children, the man with the sweets, the clowns with the duffle bags, sentimentality, condecension, persecution and superiority complexes. All the hideous little traits that make us human.

I spend a lot of time thinking about
1) Politics.

2) Music.

3) Football.

4) Who I Will Kill When I'm In Power. It starts with people who make inverted commas in the air with their fingers, and those who can't say the letter 'h' properly - and ends, quite possibly, with myself when I realise I've become the new Stalin.

5) Sex, but it got a bit out of hand recently (no bad innuendo intended) as I had to watch a hell of a lot of porn for my thesis research (true, really, please) which left me in a slight daze after several days of utopia and pink fleshy bits - but I think I've recovered...just don't come round my house offering to clean the windows/tarmac my drive 'cos I may still be infected.

6)Jobs, and how I'd like one. Any HR managers out there fancy getting some of that Widening Participation money and all that - then I'm your man (also available in Strawberry, Custard, and Waggledance.)

On a typical Friday night I am
Drunk, rolling on the floor having slow motion gun fights. Stumbling up to bouncers to ask them what sort of dog they'd be if they could choose. Going back to my old secondary school claiming to "be in Splinter Cell" as we try and sneak round the grounds. Naked and in the paddling pool on the common. Being a twit, frankly.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I was filmed naked for the final year project of a friend. He also made me walk up and down Margate seafront in drag. Not particularly fascinating or scintillating, I admit, but it is the furthest I will prostrate myself publicly. Also, see Naked and Paddling Pool mentioned earlier.
I’m looking for
  • Girls who like guys
  • Ages 23–52
  • Near me
  • Who are single
  • For new friends, long-term dating, short-term dating, casual sex
You should message me if
You feel like it.

You're trapped under a freshly felled redwood and require medical assistance.

The men with the guns tell you to - it is true, they do have your long-lost twin brother in a castle in Austria and they WILL torture him.