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27 F Toronto, Ontario, CA

My Details

Last Online
Today – 9:10am
5′ 4″ (1.63m)
Body Type
Strictly anything
Trying to quit
Agnosticism, and very serious about it
Sagittarius, and it’s fun to think about
Graduated from two-year college
Relationship Status
Relationship Type
Mostly monogamous
Doesn’t have kids, and doesn’t want any
Likes dogs and has cats
English (Poorly), Sanskrit (Fluently), Ancient Greek (Fluently), C++ (Okay)

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My self-summary

I'm Cheryl. Not to be mistaken for Cheryl Cole, however. Try not to confuse us, though my dazzling beauty might scare you a little.

Mildly awkward, energetic!, and mostly harmless, a few hours in my company will most likely result in a sore body part somewhere; your cheeks from smiling (though I do project my own experiences unto others), your feet from walking or your head from trying to make sense of the things that come out of my mouth. I think a lot and read more than I talk. Hilarity and fantastic discussions often ensue. Occasionally I mispronounce words, so you'll get the pleasure of correcting me.

I'm changing. Evolving and growing, reaching like a plant toward the sun for a "better" self. My conception of "self" is in a great state of flux. I don't know who I am or what I believe, but I know what I want and where I'm going. It's just the mental scaffolding around the foundation that's shifting.

I hope to find people that relish being alive. In the not-too-distant past, I used alcohol as a social modality. Now that I'm more or less a fully functional human being I crave interactions based on shared mutual interests and excellent conversations rather than, "well it's drink o'clock, let's demolish this 2-4!". I'm sure you're awesome, but if you're not within the GTA I'm absolutely not interested.
What I’m doing with my life
I'm at a crossroads. For years upon years I was a shitty, depressed person, resigned to repeat the cycle of poverty I was born into. Then something snapped or clicked in my brain and I realised that failing through a lack of effort is completely unacceptable. So I worked hard to pull myself up by my bootstraps and seized the few opportunities I could find. Whether through luck or merit (I don't know which as I don't question miracles), I'm now in a position where I can make fuck-you money (Neil Stephenson readers will recognise the necessity of the swear). Which would be everything I've spent years working toward, yet I also have an opportunity to live out a childhood fantasy as a career.

No matter what I choose, I'll always wonder "what if".
I’m really good at
Posting videos of myself lip-synching and dancing to the Backstreet Boys on

Developing a rapport with your pet.

Insouciantly jumping into things with wanton disregard for the results. I've made most of my major life decisions on a whim and my principles are arbitrary at best. I reserve the right to disbelieve tomorrow the things which I hold sacrosanct today. "Impulsive" doesn't even begin to cover it. Sometimes this blows up in my face like a 12 year old lighting a Roman candle. Mostly, it ensures I "expect the unexpected". History repeats itself in many iterations (or maybe recursions?) through time, so how good are we at learning from experience?
The first things people usually notice about me
The pink tentacles protruding from my thorax. Golly gee they're just so embarrassing!

If I'm just walking down the street or otherwise minding my own business, people flag me down to compliment my coat, glasses or hair. Apparently while I was off harvesting edible weeds or whatever I developed some fashion sense. An unexpected turn of events, but okay. Truth is stranger than fiction, right?

Get close enough (within proper hugging distance) and you will notice my perfume, and you'll be one of the many wonderful people telling me I smell good.

Talk to me and you'll say I'm "nice". The first impression I leave people with is usually that of a hardcore Christian lady... without even mentioning God or Jesus or FSM. I'm irreligious, just pleasant and well-mannered.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
I dislike the whole concept of "favourites", so these lists are entirely arbitrary. I am consistently inconsistent.

Books: Without a book, I am a sailor shipwrecked at sea. Though I swore off non-fiction, I'm currently trapped huffing about two programming textbooks/week. If I could press a book against my forehead and absorb their knowledge through some kind of intellectual osmosis, I probably wouldn't, but imagining the process is fun.

Movies: Being as critical of our society's Zeitgeist of women as I am, watching movies is a labourous and excruciating process for myself and the persons (people) with me. That said, I'm mostly devoid of humour, not entirely; Up In Smoke, 12 Angry Men, My Neighbour Totoro, Archer not a movie but fuck you I won't do what you tell me, The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo (2009).

Music: Tool, The Prodigy, Jumple, Penderecki, gg allin, Dead Kennedys, Muslimgauze, early Skinny Puppy, darkwave, e.t.c. Always looking to sample Toronto's abundance of local talent. Invite me to see your band, I'll probably say yes and show up!

Food: Everything sumputous and exquisite. I've a deep love for stuff that comes from soil: broccoli, carrots, beets, parsnips, kale. Coffee. Thai. Curry. Alchemy involving flour, water and eggs. Chocolate.
The six things I could never do without
I make do with whatever I have.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Things that nourish my soul and give life purpose: music, nature, why we are who we are -- individually as well as collectively, food. Philosophical things few others care about, like Meno's paradox. Geeky stuff like IPsec and cryptography. In my defence, those last two things are for my job!
On a typical Friday night I am
Either reading about technology or fiddling with it in some capacity. DD-WRT or ionic wind cooling, anyone?

Or, doing laundry. I fold my t-shirts like this:

Though I'd like to be outside more, possibly dancing, or playing tennis, or soccer, or sparring. I need more physically active friends!
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I've done some weird things for money. Example: I replied to a personal's ad on Craigslist from a man looking for a woman to hold his feet for an hour. (Fully clothed; while I don't judge any sex workers I don't do that kind of thing, myself). We listened to Cannibal Corpse and played with his cats afterwards.
I’m looking for
  • Everybody
  • Ages 25–40
  • Near me
  • For new friends, short-term dating
You should message me if
You want to see my YouTube videos.

You want to come rock climbing with me, or play tennis, or, or, or...

PLEASE DON'T MESSAGE ME IF YOU'RE A COUPLE LOOKING FOR A THIRD. Unless if I message you first, which is highly improbable.