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30 Edmonton, Alberta, CA Man


I’m looking for

  • Women
  • Ages 22–36
  • Near me
  • For new friends, long-term dating, short-term dating

My Details

Last Online
Today – 1:40pm
6′ 1″ (1.85m)
Body Type
Mostly vegetarian
Atheism, and somewhat serious about it
Aries, but it doesn’t matter
Dropped out of high school
Relationship Status
Relationship Type
English, Japanese (Poorly), Portuguese (Poorly)

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My self-summary
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This is my profile. There are many like it but this one is mine, a manifesto masquerading as a dating résumé. To begin, my favourite season is Autumn. If you're an autumnal person as well you'll know exactly what that means. It's the season in which I celebrate life, experience changes ...and honey? if you haven't been to the Fringe with me, you don't really know me.

I complement dreamers better than any other type, or at least I feel that to these I have the most to give. Preferably you've got some discipline, though. If you're a bit narcissistic, I can dig it. I am fallible, foolish, intense, and devoutly sincere.

Who says you can't practise sincerity? I write a lot and I make confessions that sound like your uncle after a bottle of Jack Daniels and his daughter's wedding.

My friend circle is very sex-positive, and I am a slut at heart. That said, respect is imperative in everything even (ESPECIALLY) when you're tied up in a dungeon wearing nothing but a dirty word. Romantically, I'm slain by a combination of fierce and fragile: those whom I can never take for granted but around whom I don't have to be afraid for being "weak". I consume affection and intimacy ravenously. I count communication and trust as ten times more important than anything else in a relationship.

I'm not timid, but I am far more likely to seek accord than conflict. I firmly believe that feminism is a cause that ultimately benefits men, too.
What I’m doing with my life
Don’t overthink this one; tell us what you’re doing day-to-day.
Working for a nonprofit health organisation. I can just about reasonably call myself a programmer. I don't like the label "geek", but to me programming == power derived from arcane languages representing deep otherwordly systems, which can be used for either "good" or for "evil". That is kind of nerdy I guess.

I cook a bit, mostly vegetarian dishes and curries.
I’m really good at
Go on, brag a little (or a lot). We won’t judge.
Trying not to judge people. Yes, trying— I have preferences, prejudices and preconceptions. I've gotten good, perhaps too good at reminding myself that these are often more indicative of my wordly limitations than of theirs.

I don't slag people off behind their backs. at least not without trying to throw in a kind word afterwards. Ask my friends.

This one I'm REALLY proud of: I can pronounce foreign words and names often with nearly-authentic articulation & tone, particularly Spanish, Japanese & Cantonese. I have a knack for scripts and orthographies. I'd sell my soul to be fluent in dozens of languages—I LOVE language.
The first things people usually notice about me
I’m an empty essay… fill me out!
Though I'm Canadian by birth I had an unusual upbringing and so my accent is a bit formal. I compensate by cursing a lot, fuck you.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Help your potential matches find common interests.
For atmosphere: Massive Attack, Amon Tobin / Two Fingers, Pretty Lights, Jon Hopkins, Bonobo, Daniel Avery, Kanye West, the XX, Flume, RJD2 / Soul Position, Peace Orchestra, Glitch Mob, Radiohead / Thom Yorke, Antônio Carlos Jobim, Future Sound of London, Boards of Canada, DJ Shadow

(...Fuckin' beat-boxing, live looping audio-electric chaos. Ambient-ish shimmering electro acoustic, or dance music; jarring noises and squirting horns, overtures, explosions, stuttering tapes, gooey strings hanging everywhere like a mess, and lyrics that may or may not be recognisable as English! Opera, ballet, and fringe theatre! (I get savagely carried away.))

...Weird whimsical slightly depressing existential and possibly foreign s.f. dramatic comedic cinema!: Being John Malkovich, Holy Motors, The Truman Show, Blue Valentine, Her, The Prestige, Mr Nobody, The Fall, any Studio Ghilbi ...and 'Up'

...I'm not watching any TV until the next season of 'Orange is the New Black' gets out. or the new 'Community'. I watch Formula 1 sometimes, for some reason.

Imagination, controversy and linguistic pyrotechnics (Lolita); a harrowing sense not of alternate reality per se, but of unexpected consciousness (Stranger in a Strange Land, Foundation). Literotica. The easiest books to read are those that explain advanced concepts in maths, physics, biology or linguistics for a lay audience.

...Oh, food?
Spicy as hell. Tonnes of kimchee, curry, and Vietnamese soup.

...Oh, religion?

...I play games very occasionally. Actually I get into them hugely for a week, exploring their world and testing for bugs. and then I file them away as nostalgia, I haven't finished a game since 'Mario 64'. Unless you count '2048'.
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
In a romantically committed relationship, I need to give head, lots. preferably often. I invite anyone with a complementary disposition to say hello (the 'romantically committed' is not necessary)

I need my partner to be someone I am wildly attracted to, whose company I enjoy, who can carry on conversation, who knows how to receive as well as how to give affection.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
What other people are thinking about.
Especially the quiet ones. *prod*

Where's that line between being conscientious, and "thinking too much" so that you get caught up in knots? I'm super envious of you if you don't know what I mean.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I’m an empty essay… fill me out!
Arr you be my shimmering mermaid, dear
on yer rock singing tides fro and to
Ye who dumb the false sirens;
ne'er mind their treacherous whines!
I'll be raising my mast dear for you

For I don't trust the seafaring prayer
to sailors past: to "bear me alive o'r yer graves"
I've seen a reflection awakened,
black inhospitable Fate:
Her deep glassy gaze 'neath the waves

Lashing whispers that taunt the men in dead tongues
Poisoned courage with its numbing lead taste
The slobbering wind on me cheeks;
—aye, but there's no storm like the faith
in a dozen broad chests crossed in haste

So the night sky erupted, shining, outraged
Souls alight on the deck with despair
Her fingers trembling splintered
and shivered me timbers
shook me o'rboard my dreamboat, la Mer

Heed the drunken rats to the rescue
"Never fear! we've a plan, wait and see
we'll swarm 'er with corpses
leave yer mind! hold yer breath!
open wide, mate! and swallow the sea"

Ah... left behind as a memory dissolved
It breaks in the distance, wretched boat!
Its seams only plastered
with rum and molasses:
though I can't swim my heart keeps me afloat

Till steering the clouds clear, defiant
as thieves' stolen jewels you appeared
By the air high over Earth
you cure me waterlogged thirst;
myriad eyes sprinkling freshwater tears

Entreating the desperate widow for leave
to the land where her heavy sighs break
Squirming with life, infested, skin dappled
by salt crystals, kelp, crustaceans, mackerels
Neptune's progeny cling in my wake

At last, fatigued by the weight
in her moist bosom she heaved me ashore
and retreats for the damp ocean bed
on her vast soggy floor
(yet writhing so lovely, my midwife, that whore!)

Finally relieved of the outcast
she carelessly sprays brackish glee
My voyage now submits to love's verse
its crescendo subsides
tamed by yer poem to the sea

Still, I have one treasure left
one sentiment, my coveted pearl
kept fast in a cleft
in my mind livid, fixed on this gift
of my only ethereal girl

...Aye. 'Tis an end. I am near.
To my shimmering mermaid, my true:
I sing for a crowd of men, wild
as from here on my isle
my soul it be sailin' for you


Oh, and I fancy women's feet. It's a fascinating mystery to me why they're so subtly seductive. Just another curiosity to embrace. Simultaneously boob size has nearly nothing to do with how attractive I think you are. it's interesting.
You should message me if
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We can have a conversation about something other than pop culture. I'm waaaaaaaay behind on that score. You're feisty, sincere, independent but not too innocent.

Maybe you speak Portuguese or Japanese and you'd like to indulge my efforts to practise.

You like strong coffee and especially coffee that turns into a few good beer, of if you think 'Kid A' is a work of genius.

Yes, my personality froths WAY OVER THE TOP in this profile.
I am aware. Don't let hesitation be the reason you don't write.

And finally, you should write if you are an intellectually-predisposed, stylish, smarmy brunette with big feet who I may or may not hoist into my arms and carry to bed.