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you're a dingledodie! I'm most interested in people who live to
think and feel; to talk and listen with compassion; who value
work/life balance and aren't materialistic; are feminist and think
gender binaries are balls; who care about others, but are up for a
bit of social vandalism.
If you're uncertain if you're a dingledodie, but you'd very much
like to be one (and you're intelligent, compassionate and a
kickarse communicator), then you probably are one!
Thank you for indulging me my little rant - I hope you enjoyed the
show? It is a tad waffly, isn't it? Like a forlorn peacock,
desperately strutting its stuff, I tried to put some thought and
pizzazz behind it. If only I could be so articulate in person. This
is me when I feel most comfortable; it's lazy Wednesday morning
postcoital banter (it's easy to do; I just imagine talking to the
person who is right for me). On a first date (aka, interview), I'm
far more likely to be awkwardly shy or overcompensatingly bold
(depending on the day and you). That said, there's a fine line
between a thoughtful profile and one that's in danger of
disappearing up its own arsehole. Don't be fooled! This whole
dating game is 90% photos, 7% those details on the side, 9% write
up, 5% match score and 1% math questions.
By the way, I currently reside in the hills - solo in Belgrave. My
place is a beautiful bluestone apartment, part of a heritage listed
manor, which I think is pretty fucking awesome. However, I'm not
the type who's too fussy about where I live in the long term.
Sometimes I put my location as Melbourne, in order to trick people
into visiting my profile. Otherwise, I tend to have more visitors
from O/S (hello lovelies!) than from my local city. Go
Also, in case you missed it on the side, I'm a smoker. We're a
lonely sad bunch, aren't we... There was a time when it was
romantic ("you and me and five bucks"), nowadays, it's like
confessing a venereal disease. I say trying to quit, because I'd
love dearly to be a non-smoker and intend to become one soon. But
for now... Picture an anxious doctorate candidate, buried beneath a
pile of dirty coffee cups and scribbled notes, chain smoking the
night away, trying to force an entire PhD dissertation through his
bunghole (Whoa! Don't oversell yourself, Owen!). I don't care what
you are, but I think it worth mentioning because it'd be
exceedingly stupid to premise a relationship on anything other than
that truth (and I get to call deal breaker before you,
Enough! For fuck's sake, wrap it up!
Okay... If you're wishing I'd send you a message, then you should
probably send me one (that's how it works, right?). Or, if you're a
bit shy, like I am, you can always "like" me and see if we've got a
match (it's less effective, but I do go prowling other profiles,
when things are quiet). Or, you could send me a message that says
"Macaroni" and I might not ignore you. Or, you could use the
plethora of information I've provided on here to cyberstalk me, and
rock up at my place unannounced, say, next Saturday morning (this
is a joke, please don't do this again...). Or, if it's to be
goodbye, rather than see you later, then I wish you the best of
luck on your journey!