Do you like pubs with some character, theatres, galleries, museums, coffee shops, long walks in parks (or the real countryside)? Mountains, lakes, rivers, cities, urban decay, wilderness? Some or all of the above? Then we're very likely to get on.
It Seemed Like A Good Idea At The Time. Someday they're going to put that on my headstone. I've been there and done that. Quite a lot of it more than once.
These days, I'm a random blond thing that lives in London (although I travel a huge amount) and does "strange things with computers" during office hours.
I'm poly, and have been since I was in my teens. I'm in long-term open poly relationships (including with myzlilith) - and that's not likely to change. I'm open to potential new entanglements / playmates, but I am very, very busy, so it's become harder to fit anyone new into my diary, which makes me a bit sad, because new people are great (whether as new playmates or platonic friends - actually come to think of it I haven't had a good nemesis in a while either.)
I like hearing from people - and especially like recommendations for new books or films or other things I might like from people with a high Match or Friend percentage. "Hi, I browsed your profile and we have a good Match percentage and I can recommend you this thing ..." is a perfectly acceptable icebreaker to me - so come and talk to me if you wish.
I am progressive and an intellectual, but not po-faced or tribal about either. I value people and ideas above all else, and I care not what wrappers they come in. Having said that, if your attitude towards the two cultures is more Zadie Smith than CP Snow, we probably won't get on - and we definitely won't if you're hostile to the aims of feminism (and more broadly, equality in general), or believe that it is no longer necessary.
I am a screaming pervert, and whilst it is possible for me to form entirely excellent relationships which are vanilla, this is not usually how the cookie crumbles.
I value sparkling conversation, fine wine and good food. Or good conversation, sparkling wine and fine food. I would have to be convinced about the other permutation however - sparkling food does not immediately appeal. I am inordinately fond of my kitchen and am rarely happier than when roasting a chicken whilst I demolish a bottle of claret with someone dear to me as we set the world to rights.