To those oh have no idea what it I'm talking about, let's leave it that way. *
I've realised that, as of late, people seem to think I'm rather straight. At least when they see me. This doesn't bother me although feel free to scratch a little deeper. In other words, I'm far from straight.
**Update** Latest ambition is to grow old rocking back and forth on a porch with long white dreadlocks (me, not the porch), smelling of piss and scaring the local kids. *stop*
Too easy to over describe requirements but if you know your Heidegger from your hero turtles then this could be interesting.
Recently returned to these shores after a 11 years overseas. It's not as cold as I remember! If you have an intelligent sense of humour and aren't afraid of stringing more than two words together then drop me a line.
If you believe in the invisible hand of the market, regularly use the phrase 'kids these days' followed by a pronounced tutting, and enjoy a read of the Daily Mail with your breakfast then we're probably NOT going to get along.
What have I done? I always reject profiles that start by listing what they don't like! I've become one of 'them'!
Relaxed, intelligent and witty company sought. I've been told I am all three of these things and on only a few occasions has a negative prefix been added. And if you think you can help me escape 'them' then all the better.
I'm a current affairs addict. Former journalist, sometime stand-up comedian. Utterly disorganised. Very open minded. Well traveled, intelligent and often scatty.
I recently acquired a ukelele. I play terribly.
When people ask me what music I like I always reply "whatever sounds good". I think i'm being witty. Everyone else rolls their eyes.
I have all my own teeth. Allegedly.
I read too much. I'm about to start a PhD in Philosophy. Ergo my ability to procrastinate is extraordinary but I prefer to procrastinate in company.
I dress. Occasionally.
The rest? Well we can make that up as we go.