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39 Toronto, Ontario, CA Man


I’m looking for

  • Women
  • Ages 18–45
  • Near me
  • For long-term dating, short-term dating

My Details

Last Online
Yesterday – 7:03pm
White, Other
6′ 2″ (1.88m)
Body Type
Mostly other
Not at all
Atheism, and laughing about it
Sagittarius, but it doesn’t matter
Graduated from university
Art / Music / Writing
Relationship Status
Relationship Type
Doesn’t have kids
Likes dogs

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My self-summary
Write a little about yourself. Just a paragraph will do.
I am widely considered to be the master of the single entendre.

Looking back, nostalgia is my only regret.

I grew up in a wood shop in the Junction; I've lived most of my adult life in Parkdale.

Yes, the wood shop thing is true.

My Dad used to say, "Don't burn your bridges." So I started napalming them.

Then I burned down his wood shop.

I hate the smell of sawdust in the morning, or any other time of day.

I don't want to go back in time, I want to bring time to me.

I am naturally contrarian, and I am quietly annoyed by cliches and wise old sayings meant to convey ageless wisdom, which always seem to lack insight. But maybe it's a blessing in disguise!

I'm not always serious.

But seriously, I am willing to meet people just to have fun. But I am looking for a relationship, eventually, but not just with anyone who fits my application requirements. We have to have chemistry, too: we should both have carbon, oxygen, hydrogen, nitrogen. Or it's just not going to work if one of us is not human.

Now I feel guilty about my chauvinistic, human-centric xenophobia as expressed above. Sorry, I'm only human.

I am anti-stalker.

I actually don't have application requirements. I get along with most people who are engaged mentally. Someone who wants to tell me insightful things. Someone who realizes that I am by far the most modest person in the entire world. Gets irony. Likes analyzing creative ideas using reason, realizing that they function together in spite of what Wordsworth says. Someone who is passionate about narrative art (in the broad sense) and/or philosophy. Doesn't have unresolved anger problems that get dumped on others. However, I don't mind introspective, unresolved existential anxiety; that's worldly and sexy, and I suspect those who scoff at it have small souls. There, I said it.
What I’m doing with my life
Don’t overthink this one; tell us what you’re doing day-to-day.
writing in my soul ledger

spanking ideas

working on wording


bicycle riding

poking fun at cliches



using my unquiet mind for good, but never evil...unless...


lying about exercise
I’m really good at
Go on, brag a little (or a lot). We won’t judge.
writing insane messages to gals on OKcupid, to narrow down who appreciates my sense of humour

reading body language

opening jars

reading and writing words

feeling sorry for the most despised people

Arguing for fun and knowing that a sure way to lose an argument is to try and win, instead of considering the structure of my opponents' arguments and how they relate to my own.


mercurial speech


story telling

sniffing out lies

using ice cream similes to describe genitalia

bemoaning the attenuation of class consciousness (with ice cream metaphors).
The first things people usually notice about me
I’m an empty essay… fill me out!
my sparkle

or my big lips
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Help your potential matches find common interests.
Stinky cheese & non-stinky fruit

Lately I'm reading a lot of books by women with female, first-person narrators. Secretly I am hoping this will help me understand women. I guess it's not a secret now.

Beauvoir, Milan Kundera, Amy Hemple, Byron, Orwell, Houellbecq, Julie Hecht, The Guilt Emails (By my Mom), Dostoyevsky, Paul Auster, Quine, Saul Bellow, Arendt, Wittgenstein, Lynne Trusse, Spinoza, Ian McEwan, Will Self, Marx (Groucho and his brothers Karl and Engels), Jorge Luis Borges, Umberto Eco, Sartre, Dorothy Parker; Scrooge McDuck comics.

I like reading literary essays by great fiction writers about other great fiction writers.

NYT Review of Books

I have the movie poster for Happiness over my sleigh bed,
makes for happy tobogganing

The Secretary
Glengarry Glenross
Apocalypse Now
The Affliction
Mike Leigh, Lars Von Trier, Woody, Ken Loach, Charlie Kaufman. Kitschy action-sci-fi (ie., Paul Verhoven)

TV, I must admit I don't invest much in it, except for the news satire shows, which I heart.

The Clash, The Talking Heads, The Deadly Snakes, Louis Armstrong, Iggy Pop, Leonard Cohen, Etta James, James Brown, Nick Cave, Nirvana, Lou Reed, Miles Davis. And some indie artists, such as Mozart & Bach, Etta James, Jelly Roll Morton, Kid Ory. New Orleans Jazz in general impresses me.
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
My books
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
desire & fantasy as the driving reality of existence

the concept of a psych disorder as a tool and a construct




On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
Fantasizing about giving a tour of the contemporary world to a famous literary person from history. "So, you see, George, everything you predicted came true...Do you prefer I call you Eric?"

"The North part of Korea has become a necocracy? Why didn't I think of that? It's Bigger Bigger Bigger Brother!"
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I’m an empty essay… fill me out!
I am a romantic who rarely exhibits symptoms

I think chivalry is dead and good riddance; I have no desire to buy a woman from her father.
You should message me if
Offer a few tips to help matches win you over.
You want to play in the leaves.

You want to talk about fun ideas and joke around.

You want to kick the leaves as you walk in the park.

You want to flirt.

You're not with the language police

You want to ride bicycles and crunch the leaves with your tires.

Your pics resemble you.

You want to go to a used book store.

You are considerate and are aware of people and how they function as more than an extension of yourself.

And/or you noticed that this profile smells like dumplings.