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syncopatron

33 M Vancouver, British Columbia, CA

My Details

Last Online
Online now!
Orientation
Straight
Ethnicity
Height
5′ 10″ (1.78m)
Body Type
Fit
Diet
Mostly anything
Smokes
No
Drinks
Socially
Drugs
Never
Religion
Sign
Virgo, but it doesn’t matter
Education
Graduated from university
Job
Other
Income
Relationship Status
Single
Relationship Type
Offspring
Might want kids
Pets
Speaks
English (Fluently), C++ (Fluently), French (Fluently)

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My self-summary
Temporarily in Vancouver. I would not mind having someone(s) help me discover the city, or teach me something or ask that I teach them something.

It is safe to say that my motto towards people is "That person over THERE's a person"

If you want this to be simple, go to the second-last paragraph. Or like Reebok just do the whole thing.

I'm Sapiosessual. Very thenthual. When it comes to who I dig, I do have tastes but no rules.

I'm looking for someone who sees part of reality through metaphor, and who gives part of their heart to the unspeakable. I never call anything deep. It's all just a place to be for me.

I'm trouble. I'm also accustomed to going through trouble to find companionship. Unicorns are hard to find and worth pursuing anyway, or some obnoxious analogy like that, right?

Or is it that I'm a rowdy nerd, a bookish scoundrel. Who knows anyway. Too nice for some, too crude for others. Maybe perfect for someone(s) out there.

I notice your eyes popping out of your head as my page loads and you see the scrolly bit to the right shrinking down to the size of a neutron. This is to ensure that those of you who like to pile on the hate by assuming that a large amount of autobiographical information is necessarily narcissistic, get their gratuitous hate on. You're totally welcome. Totallies.

Actually I think it's more important to check whether you'll 'get' me than to say stuff about me. So I shared some thoughts.

The most important qualities in people for me are:
-compassion
-sense of humor
-making sense
-imagination
-intelligence

I'm not such a huge fan of consumerism and subburbia gone wild, but then, I don't know what will pacify humanity's dark inner streak better than those.

Wanna help me film dance and instructional videos?

Man, browsing this site can sometimes make logic feel like fiction.

There's no easy way to say this, but here goes: if you only have headshots or no shots on this site, I will consider you unwilling to reveal who or what you are. Which for my taste is not dating material. If you think this signals me as superficial, then yes, your logical leap flags you as unsuited for me even further. I just saved us both time :)
What I’m doing with my life
Failing. Relentlessly.

I'm working hard rather than smart. But somehow I'm hoping quantity will eventually morph into quality. And ohhhh the money then.

I have a bunch of linux and windows computers. I name them after my fierce wishes and the animals I would be if I was a shape-shifting spirit. I have a macbook pro at work and I call it FuckFace.
I’m really good at
Fuck all. Except maybe being a reprehensible, incorrigible dirtbag.

Actually if it was a thing, I'd be an excellent pre-release critic of sci-fi movies. I could tell producers which scenes make sense or no sense, how to easily edit scripts and shots to make things more coherent - my knowledge of science and sci-fi could come in handy this way. That way, the last ten major sci-fi blockbusters (including transformers) would be less sad to watch for people my age.

Oh yes I'm sublime at clicking away from your page if it hits one of the 712 really lame clichés I've gotten tired of on this site, if it's not offset by very redeeming elements.
The first things people usually notice about me
"What a fuck off. "

Can a nerd get a holla? Anyway I sometimes act like a fool peasant scumbag. In my head. In real life I more often act like a statue. Or like a going-somewhere type of mofo. Because the sidewalk leads to at least two directions.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Books - Space, science, futurism, positive solution-oriented environmentalism, history. Science fiction too. Historical fiction a little bit. Lovecraft lately. I've started obsessing over economics lately, but don't really know what the best books for laymen are in that department.

Movies and TV: Everything I watch is by myself. I've never met a person who entirely shared my tastes, so why insist on that? :)

Music: I like more music than anyone I know. Except I generally find low-fi music that isn't bluegrass or live pretty boring.
The six things I could never do without
Like Kirk said, "I NEED MY PAIN!!"
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Why is deer hunting is 'cruel' yet sustainable in most places, yet eating fish is fucking awesome while fish stocks are dwindling to a sorry oblivion. Drift net this assholes! (if you're actually quite informed about fisheries and you can find 47 obnoxious falsehoods in this paragraph - have a sense of humor already. I'm still right. )

I was recently told (and this is a regular occurrence) by a tart that I think too much. I guess I should just 'be' and 'do' without thinking, ya? Then when I'm in prison and we're having a good laugh about it, you can tell me that no, in all seriousness, I think too much. And that I think wrong, too.

Like many of you, I try to balance my inherently accepting and tolerant nature with the exhausting amount of stupidity we learn about and witness basically every day of existence. It's an epic struggle between good and evil.

I wonder about why a lot of people believe their boundaries should be the boundaries other people respect. In my eyes it's a failure to understand we all see the world through slightly different prisms. The only way forward for me is dialogue and good humor. Insisting that others bow to your principles is ridiculous and selfish. The main way in which I need to accept this idea is with respect to religion. I'm working on it. And hedonists.

Mostly, I keep thinking about civilization. And the inner self. Civilization to me means life, culture, posterity, connection, industry, science and every being possibly affecting every other being. The inner self is the fire, the soul, the mystery, and the love. How does the inner self plug into civilization harmoniously? Fuck but do I ever think about this nonstop.

I disapprove of people who encourage the practice of breeding pets with debilitating physiognomies. Life is already fucking hard enough you vain fuckwads.
On a typical Friday night I am
Who knows.

Hopefully inching towards a humanity able to save itself, and more than itself.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I often don't know if I will be sexually attracted to someone until 80% of their clothes are off and they're within touching and smelling distance.

Now for confession time.

Well, first a request.

If you fancy yourself an advocate for certain issues, please don't come at me with recognizable scripts. I can spot someone who gets their lines from a manifesto, third-rate academics or political parties or facebook share-chains (lol), and I prefer people who do research but then make up their own nuanced approach to activism/ideology/self actualization. If you think laying down rules for people to follow is the best way to soften them up to your pioneering ways of thinking - then go get a gun because you love imposing things on others and you might as well go whole-hog. I am infinitely flexible but in the face of a steel rod that wants to bend me without mutual allowances - I am infinitely hard.

You're never going to find me as interesting as you find me attractive. Or the other way around. At least, the collected observations of my course through the tapestry have provided hints that self-awareness always surpasses (in depth, in scope and in detail, if not always in accuracy) the perceptions of others about you, and this can lead to the sense that some of our gifts are underappreciated. Well, if you have gifts, you have to bring them to light. Not everyone has a light hitched to their forehead for every frequency of the spectrum of life. In other words, it's my job to show you what I have to offer. But it's everybody's job to give each other time to build the messages we want to share. Make sense?

I'm looking for people from beyond the zoo.

:)

Novelty for its own sake is akin to oblivion. Utility apart from vitality begs the mind to shatter.

I'm acutely aware, thanks in part to my own ignorant past, that nobody learns the same things as anyone else, and we're all perpetually just plugging away at our ignorance, and there's always some idiot who notices your ignorance and assumes they're smarter than you because their ignorance does not overlap with yours. That is very stupid. I believe in diplomacy, empathy and shared understandings.

I really believe I'm stuck in a zone where cool, crass people find me too verbose and scholarly (my own self-aggrandizing word for 'uses big words possibly unnecessarily'), but where educated people frown on my profanity and occasional bellicosity (especially on paper where it's missing my cheerful smile). Hence my frequent rewrites around here, to balance things off over time.
I’m looking for
  • Girls who like guys
  • Ages 24–36
  • Located anywhere
  • Who are single
  • For new friends, long-term dating, short-term dating
You should message me if
You should message me if:

You are shockingly smart. Or at least you like to shock with your smarts. Not that I'm all that smart, but this is what I want.

I'd like it if you're comfortable saying you don't know something. That is the path to learning more.

You should contact me through here, through tripping me in the street, or by smoke signals, or anything, if you are an articulate, open-minded, opinionated and inquisitive woman. With a big heart. Who has her own reasons for things. Who understands that compromise is the very fabric of playful, adaptable life; not its interruption. If you're just trying to break the ice, then using any trick, including being lame, is 100 times better than waiting for rain to fall up.

Some days I'm more tolerant than others. Wrong box!