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buymeapony

30 M Norcross, GA

My Details

Last Online
Today – 10:32am
Orientation
Gay
Ethnicity
White
Height
6′ 1″ (1.85m)
Body Type
Athletic
Diet
Strictly anything
Smokes
No
Drinks
Rarely
Drugs
Never
Religion
Agnosticism, but not too serious about it
Sign
Taurus, but it doesn’t matter
Education
Graduated from space camp
Job
Law
Income
Relationship Status
Single
Relationship Type
Offspring
Pets
Likes dogs and likes cats
Speaks
English (Fluently), Spanish (Poorly)

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My self-summary
NO! There will be no summary. I demand exposition!

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Me: tall, mildly type-A, kind, logical, amusing, freckled, supportive, masculine, technologically inclined, socially liberal, dog/cat/tree foodasaurus

ermahgeeeeerd ALMOST 30! Lord help us (me).

Also, I'm not a romantic. Romance to me is paying attention and caring, plus some stuff I can do with my tongue. Sort of an engineering approach to relationships. Think Doogie Howser. For Myers-Briggs groupies, I'm an INTJ.

Um, what else. The one thing that pierces my veil of calmness is when technology I rely on doesn't work right. (My phone and car speak Bluetooth like talking Mandarin to a Spaniard. I will totally yell at it; how dare it interrupt my Pandora karaoke?)

And I'm really good at defusing emotions. I've never had a yelling match with a boyfriend or ended anything on terms worse than sadness. I suck at apologizing. I don't do anything out of spite, so after I've explained the doofusness, sometimes the other person ends up apologizing to me for getting mad. Unintentional lawyering. It's practically a reflex. You won't judge me for it, you'll be too busy apologizing.

En español: Tengo la suerte. Dónde está el baño?

I am brilliant, gorgeous, and modest
What I’m doing with my life
Being a writer and the guy you call when your stuff breaks. Frittering away time better spent frolicking. Spending three days a week in a climbing gym. Talking to myself in the car like a radio host until something comes out I can say in Toastmasters. Singing if I'm not talking. Trying to come up with a marinade that will make $5 steak taste like $10 steak. EDIT: Found it! It's called a "crock pot." I had no idea. Tomorrow, I will discover the spatula.
I’m really good at
Lying, cheating, stealing, and breaking and entering. That's why I signed on to lawyering. If I can't keep out of trouble, at least I can get myself recused from it. I've discovered I'm not that keen on the actual practice of law, so I'm branching out.

And I'm a huge geek. Not as in, "I'm unable to form a coherent sentence in the presence of others," but more "Oh, your computer is full? Let me build you a RAID." Likewise for web design and the like. I was the kid programming in geometry class.

Sharing what I've learned. It's practically a compulsion. Whenever I learn something, I write about it on sites like Amazon and Wikipedia. Yes, this means I control your reality. Don't pretend it doesn't turn you on.

Graduating from space camp. Did that. Seriously. Still have the flight suit. Doesn't fit.
The first things people usually notice about me
My gleaming smile, which may or may not be the result of a) my awesome dental hygiene, b) tingly bleachy stuff, or c) confusing me for a smiley I drew on copy paper, with which I share the same approximate skin tone.

Also, I have red hair. Depending on the season and my inclination to drag myself to the gym, I may or may not have an imposing chestal region. At present, my chestals are impressively touchable. And my butt. And... stuff.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
A) I have at least three on why buildings fall down, one from the guy who made the McLaren F1, and a largely random collection from such famous authors as Augusten Burroughs and Martha Stewart. I don't read any of them because I'm on Longform.org instead. But if I were to read a book, it'd probably be nonfiction.

B) EVERY SINGLE ONE. Except horror. And I like Russell Crowe. Don't judge.

C) Almost all of it except free-form jazz. Solo vocals from female singers who smoke and/or are alcoholics are a big pile of win.

D) Italian! And some Mexican. Pretty much anything that has meat and isn't too spicy. I like to cook for people.

Dessert should come first. It should be made of brownies. Thanks to unfairness, I can eat stuff like that without turning into a manatee.
The six things I could never do without
Chocolate, stuff to read, the internets, my family, 2% milk, and sunscreen. Really powerful sunscreen. Like plaster-tinfoil-to-your-face sunscreen.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
How to reconcile seizing the day with the pile of laundry on my ironing board.

Why I still have the furniture of a freshman college student.
On a typical Friday night I am
Hosting a movie night or a potluck. Reading something. Maybe rock-climbing?

I'm not a partying person. They're fun, but I'm naturally quieter. I can be uber-social, but it's wearing after five or six hoursish, after which I want to retire to my blanket fort. If I want to take you with me, that means you made a good impression.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I secretly admire/envy people with good posture.
I’m looking for
  • Guys who like guys
  • Ages 21–34
  • Near me
  • Who are single
  • For new friends, long-term dating, short-term dating, casual sex
You should message me if
I haven't overtly offended you.

I suppose I ought to provide more direction here. People I tend to go for are intelligent, have their own lives, and are youthful in appearance but not maturity. Between the sheets, confidence never hurts.

Oh, something else: I tend to let correspondence from this site fall by the wayside when the real world gets real-- just FYI if the response window seems way past the point of decency. I don't hate you, I promise. (Unless you ate the last Oreo. And then it's on.)

Additional else: The way I pretty much work is, I'm super engaging in public. It takes a lot of work. The real me is quieter, introverted, cerebral, and unabashedly dorky, plus some subversive humor for kicks. With some folks, I don't feel like I can turn off that other side, so I get worn out. I'm looking for the opposite: a guy I can come home to that can find my soft underbelly. And/or a live penguin.

En español: Encontré el cuarto de baño! Esta en la cabra!