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  • Ages 27-40
  • Near me
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My details

Last online
Jun 14, 2014
Relationship Type
Strictly monogamous
6' 0" (1.83m)
Body Type
Average build
Judaism and laughing about it
Post grad
Doesn’t have kids
English (Fluently), Hebrew (Fluently), Romanian (Somewhat)
My self-summary
Write a little about yourself. Just a paragraph will do.
Born in Israel, moved to NY when I was 10, then LA when I was 30. At this rate, I'll be living about 1000 miles east of Hawaii by the time I'm 60.

Besides that, I like stuff; Television, Puppy Dogs, Sunshine. But I also hate stuff; Al Qaeda, Robin Thick, Tooth decay.

I like the truth. And sarcasm. Which both of those statements were, each.
What I’m doing with my life
Don’t overthink this one; tell us what you’re doing day-to-day.
I work in entertainment. It's nice to have the bills paid doing something you like. It would be nicer to have them paid doing something you love. Like napping. I love napping.
I’m really good at
Go on, brag a little (or a lot). We won’t judge.
See "You should message me if" Section.
The first things people usually notice about me
I’m an empty essay… fill me out!
Am I the only one who can't tell the difference between "Match" and "Friend?"
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
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OK, two of each: The Sun Also Rises/The Great Gatsby. The Dark Knight/Amelie. The West Wing/Always Sunny in Philadelphia. Jeff Buckley/Mindless Self Indulgence. A juicy burger/A juicy burger.
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
My friends/family, an internet connection, a copy of Leaves of Grass, good whisky on bad days, Ernest Hemingway quotes, and really good television. Programs not hardware. But that too.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
How it is logically (yet not mathematically) impossible for EVERYONE on this site to be "smarter than most people," and yet everyone seems to think they are...

And, does Richard Simmons teach a dance class every girl on OKC must attend?
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
Wishing it was Saturday so that I could be at Cinespia. Or watching a cheesy, horrible, amazing horror-flick at a local theater (Cinefamily, New-Bev, etc). Or hanging at a trendy Melrose bar (What??? it's walking distance from my house.) Or at a dinner party (Yes, people still have those, just not enough). Or at game night (my second fave to Cinespia). Or watching Improv (yes, people still have those too). Or I'm gonna say it, sometimes... doing Karaoke. It could be fun. Really. It could be.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
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That I have an unabashed distrust of bunnies. I mean, what do they need such good eyesight for anyway?
You should message me if
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When I was 18(ish) I was invited by my college roommate to go to his folk's place way out on Long Island. If you're familiar with it at all, around Riverhead. If you're not, it's out there. Way rural for New York. There was this rustic house made of wood and character. It lay near this lake, nameless as far as I knew. We went swimming. A bunch of us, late at night. So late it was early. Like an old classic rock song built on nostalgia and youth, we took over the night and the lake and owned both vigorously. What we didn't know was that the lake was inhabited by phosphorescent algae. Plants that glow in the dark. Activated by motion, a sort of self defense mechanism. When we all jumped in the water and started splashing around, the lake, it, came to life. It glowed as if a hundred little flashlights were turned on about five feet below the surface, all at once. The more we swam the more they glowed. The higher the luminosity. The more the night turned to a dim, upside-down day. We were swimming in light. We were young and innocent and swimming in light as if we were flying. Or in a movie. Or dreaming. We were in a dream. And it was awesome. It was, undoubtedly, the most beautiful place I have ever visited.

Oh, also, if you get the aforementioned bunny reference. Dear lord, you should message me if that is the case.