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pancakles

40 F Seattle, WA

I’m looking for

  • Everybody
  • Ages 29–69
  • Near me
  • For new friends, long-term dating, short-term dating

My Details

Last Online
Today – 7:18am
Orientation
Bisexual
Ethnicity
White
Height
5′ 5″ (1.65m)
Body Type
Curvy
Diet
Anything
Smokes
No
Drinks
Rarely
Drugs
Never
Religion
Atheism
Sign
Education
Graduated from masters program
Job
Education
Income
Relationship Status
Single
Relationship Type
Offspring
Doesn’t have kids, and doesn’t want any
Pets
Likes dogs and has cats
Speaks
English (Fluently), German (Poorly)

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My self-summary
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I realized my most recent photo was almost two years old so I took a couple. 'Cause I can do that now. With my pocket computer. wtf, Time? Where do you GO?

I love it when August rolls around and Magnuson Park is lousy with free blackberries. I tootle out there on my sky-blue bike and pick gallons. And then make ice cream and pie and pancakes and things. I have a short attention span. I never use the word "spiritual" to describe myself or my interests. I'm INTP, excessively literal, and poly. Poly meaning I date whomever and whenever I want, and you get to do the same. I mean of _course_ you do. I feel silly even specifying that. And I'm not interested in package deals: The only circumstance under which I can imagine myself dating a couple is if I happened to like both members enough to want to date each of them independently. And if you happen to be David Mitchell and Victoria Coren, message me. Now. Please. Package deals aside, my general approach to life is far more both/and than either/or.

Chances are extremely good that I won't know what you're feeling or thinking or wanting until you tell me. With words. And I don't expect anyone to know what I'm f/t/w until I tell them. I can only tell you the truth of myself as I understand it.

It's unusual for me to find myself attracted to a slender person. Call it what you will; I have my tastes. And my tastes will more'n'likely sidle up and flirt if you're a little on the squishier side. And beardy. Not that I expect any of you women to be beardy. Bears encouraged to apply.

I spent all these years thinking I couldn't be butch because I have and like my long hair and have no desire to cut it off. Oh! *chuckle* I crack me up.

The man who was my partner for 14 years is now my best friend. I've watched friends go through difficult break-ups, and feel incredibly lucky that mine was so peaceful and friendly. That doesn't mean it was easy or painless- far from it- but it was a hell of a lot less so than it might have been.

I like things that make my hands and feet warm. And soft things. Sometimes my cat makes me weak with laughter, thereby thwarting my attempts at curmudgenry. I am enthusiastically involved in the local handbell-ringing community; I sight-read well so lemme know if your team needs a sub. Mosquitoes think I'm the tastiest thing going, so I'm far more inclined to hike in the city than the woods, and my interest in camping approaches zero. My interest in certain video games, however, approaches unhealthy. I walk to work every day, quilt in spurts, and go to bed with books. I darn my own socks, and once, a friend's, in exchange for brunch. I finished pastry school in June of 2012, and then went right back to full time at my library job with renewed enthusiasm. Last year I made wedding cakes for friends. There might be steady baking work in my future, but no concrete plans yet.

I'm also of the opinions that a) I have zero obligation to reply to your message/favorite/chat/whatever, and b) you have zero obligation to reply to mine. If you're of the opinion that not bothering to acknowledge an attempt at OKC contact is rude, well then that will be a point of contention.
What I’m doing with my life
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Making ice cream. (Last batch: mocha cardamom. Current batch: blackberry sage.) Enjoying the sunshine and the pretty trees and the photography opportunities. Wandering around singing.
I’m really good at
Go on, brag a little (or a lot). We won’t judge.
Reading maps. There was this one time where I was reading maps every day for weeks and I started _dreaming_ maps. Cool.
There was a time, back in the aforetime, the Dreaming, the ancestral ancient, when I was passable at DDR. I still love it to pieces and will happily play any time.
Also finding chanterelles, but that's only useful in the fall. I don't know how or why that happened, but I love it.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
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The Origins of Virtue, Cry the Beloved Country, 100 Years of Solitude, Ursula LeGuin, Harsh Cry of the Heron, A Softer World, Of Mice and Men, Trainspotting, Kavalier and Clay, Gilgamesh, Billy Collins, Natalie Angier, Tolkien, the Old Man and the Sea, How Tom Beat Captain Najork and His Hired Sportsmen. I like being read to. And reading to. http://wearebecomepals.tumblr.com/TOC.html

The Marzipan Pig, Only Yesterday (Takahata), Firefly, the Killing Fields, the Blues Brothers, Hedwig, Fallen Angels, Rough Science, QI, Eddie Izzard 15 years ago, the Muppet Movie, Samurai Champloo, Tony Gatlif, Fantastic Mr. Fox, Flambards, the fourth season of Being Human (UK, duh), the first 4 seasons of Futurama. David Mitchell. Did I already mention David Mitchell? David Fucking Mitchell. Laci Green. Christopher Hitchens. Flight of the Conchords. Video Game High School. And okay, I admit it, Torchwood. I just can't help having a soft spot for television's first cheerfully lascivious bisexual action hero. And naturally Farscape. You want an example of why Farscape was great? Here's one: Who are the three galactic leaders having a war-summit/peace-conference at the end of season 4 that's all fate-of-the-universe-is-in-our-hands? You know- the important characters? Aeryn, Grayza, and Ahkna. (Hint: women.)

Beethoven, Maddy Prior, Talking Heads, Ella Fitzgerald, Visqueen, Scott Joplin, Anais Mitchell, Llan de Cubel, Leonard Cohen, Another Perfect Crime, Sit Ubu Sit, Cake, Stephin Merritt, Prokofiev, Satie, Vaughan Williams, Paul Simon, Finlandia (Sibelius), Hart Morris, The Half Brothers, The Washover Fans. Rutter's The Falcon. The oboe.

Ethiopian, sushi, raspberries, mushroom pizza, ice cream, buckwheat, whiskey, grapefruit, garlicky hummus, solid dark chocolate, pancakes.
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
An oven. Outside. Naps. Butter. Hydrogen peroxide. Fingernail clippers. Bandaids. Apples. I could live without a bathtub, but I'd be grumpy about it.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
Paleoanthropology, where religion comes from, etymology, recipes, neckties. My awesome friends. The fact that I should really get back to my Turkish language lessons. I want to go to Turkey next to see Çatalhöyük and Göbekli Tepe, and want to be much more prepared with the Turkish than I was with the Mandarin when I went to Beijing.
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
tousled, ample, seldom, gruesome, chillaxin', shebang, squeedleyspooch, dollop, petrichor, and any number of my other favorite words.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I’m an empty essay… fill me out!
I love technology, but can very rarely bend it to my will.
I've had "Once upon a dream" from the Disney Sleeping Beauty stuck in my head on and off for over 30 years. No idea why it's so sticky. I'll probably end up whistling it on my deathbed.

Also, why do so many people seem to have trouble understanding the "willing to admit" part of this question?