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31 Saint Paul, MN Woman


I’m looking for

  • Men
  • Ages 26–38
  • Located anywhere
  • Who are single
  • For new friends, long-term dating, short-term dating

My details

Last online
Yesterday – 6:42pm
5′ 8″ (1.73m)
Body type
Mostly anything
Atheism, and very serious about it
Capricorn, but it doesn’t matter
Graduated from university
Science / Engineering
Strictly monogamous
Doesn’t have kids, but might want them
Likes dogs and has cats
English (Fluently), Spanish (Okay), Russian (Poorly)

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My self-summary
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I like watching stuff while eating stuff. I prefer to remain recumbent, but I am capable of long walks, and I have magical feet that never blister. I'm happy when summer ends because I don't like the heat very much and autumn is my favorite season anyway.

I can't stand beer. I'm getting a lot of crap about that from you people, but you're not thinking clearly. See, I'll never take any of yours. Similarly, anyone out there like red wine? That way I get all the white.

I'm a linguistic prescriptivist. The horrible things people do to English make me sad and angry. That being said, I don't like to hyphenate.

I'm very fond of hats. That's hats, not caps.
What I’m doing with my life
Don’t overthink this one; tell us what you’re doing day-to-day.
I've been trying to travel more, even if domestically. I've gone on some pay-to-play choir trips and I'd like to go on more, because they were awesome. I also want to take a winter week off and go somewhere tropical.

Right now I'm in the middle of a project: I'm doing the entertainment center-play kitchen hack. It's very challenging. I wouldn't have a hope of pulling it off without the help of a friend with a knack for this sort of thing.
I’m really good at
Go on, brag a little (or a lot). We won’t judge.
Cooking, Scrabble, singing, avoiding stuff I don't want to talk about. I wish I was better at crosswords.

It took me almost a year, but I mastered biscuits and pie crust! Pizza dough continues to kick my ass, though.

I'm good at selecting apples. I know it doesn't sound like much, but nobody else in my family can do it. I was ten before I learned apples are supposed to crunch.

I'm fantastic at finding a webcomic that sums up a situation. Tell me what's going on in your life and I'll come up with a link to a relevant comic inside of five minutes. Usually I'll have one in mind right away but will need to trawl an archive to find it.

Here's some stuff I'm bad at: changing an entertainment center into a play kitchen, math (arithmetic is okay), social cues, pretty much any physical activity, pottery, reading music, anything requiring a candy thermometer, logistics, carrying yarn, pouring without spilling or dripping, taking shots and loading the dishwasher.
The first things people usually notice about me
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I get really excited about sharing what I know and learning what other people know. I'm lucky that I get to do that a lot at my job.

I'm probably wearing glasses.

And man, judging by my pictures, my hair is always up all the time. I don't like it in my face, I guess.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
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My favorite books of all time are Watership Down, The White Company, Poland and The Blue Nowhere. I like James Michener, Jeffrey Archer, Jane Austen and others whose first names don't start with J.

A while ago, I bought new speakers for my car. The salesperson asked what I listen to. "Alternative," I said, "and folk rock guess not really anything else."

I really like Indian food, the hotter the better. I once tried to grow ghost peppers for my curries, but they died because I kill all plants, even aloe. And you're not supposed to be able to kill aloe.
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
At work, it's coffee, flavored creamer to put in coffee so it doesn't taste like coffee anymore, album versions of songs on Youtube, webcomics, my sweater and the post-it (damn hyphen) I taped on my laptop's touchpad mouse because there is no way to turn it off.

Okay, I couldn't stand the damn touchpad anymore, so I went into BIOS and disabled it. I didn't want to, because if the wireless mouse fails for some reason, I will have no mouse unless I restart and go back into BIOS, which is a pain, but desperate times.

And now that's happened. I needed to work from home, so I had to use the touchpad, so I had to restart, go into BIOS and enable the stupid thing. Then when I got back to the office, I had to do the whole process again. There's a setting to disable the touchpad if the computer detects an external mouse, but it frickin' doesn't work. FWP.

At home, it's my stockpot, my nail clippers, webcomics, my cats, ice and socks.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
Most of the time I'm trying to figure out how to define something so it includes and excludes what I think it should. Broken Venns distress me.
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
My friends and I usually stay in when we hang out. We'll eat stuff and watch stuff. If we're watching something bad, we make fun of it. If we're watching something good, we analyze it. If we're watching something indifferent, we change it to something else.

If I go out, I like live performances, usually comedy. I also like karaoke if I've been drinking.

If I don't have plans, I fuck around on the Internet until I can't keep my eyes open.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
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I hate the word "gal".

I hold a position on the Wars of the Roses.

When I am stuffed up, I like to sing "Twisted" by Keith Sweat.

I only just learned how to text from a wikiHow.
Update: I learned a punctuation shortcut. Sweet! Now I don't have to avoid contractions anymore.
Update update: New phone! Now I have a keyboard. I don't know how I lived without one.

I didn't want or much like kids for years, and at some point, I don't know when, I started to think that children are cute and it'd be pretty satisfying to mold a new person, and that really pisses me off. Nothing has changed, but my biology is tricking me.
You should message me if
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You think you can beat me at Scrabble.

You have really good hair.

You are absolutely certain when to use "me" and when to use "I".

You're a Yorkist.

You're a Keynesian.

You know where I can buy a hat like the red hat I had before, because I lost it.

One more thing: it's cool if you're not a huge cat person, but if you're crazy allergic, probably it's not gonna work out.

I feel like if you read to the end, you should get something for your trouble, so here: I saw this on Food Lab and it improved my life.

1. Insert a probe thermometer into the middle of a steak without touching the bone.

2. Salt and pepper the steak on both sides. Bake in a 200 degree oven until it reaches 10 degrees under the temperature you like your steak at.

3. Remove the thermometer from the steak and sear the crap out of it in a hot cast iron pan (the steak, not the thermometer).