I didn't realize it until recently, but I have become a T-shirt guy.
Like, my old doorman explicitly pointed this out. I am slightly uneased by this.
Most of my new friends are from the last place I worked and they are all much younger than me. I love them - they're the bee's knees - but I wouldn't mind meeting some folks my age or older.
I could be described as "hirsute". I am actually convinced it keeps me thin since it must take up so many calories.
I would rather talk about you than me.
Every time I use the phrase "nasolabial fold" someone gets upset.
There was a point in my life where I liked small things. For example, small drinking glasses. Even, and I do experience some shame for this, tiny hats. Totally unrelated, of course, I try not to judge people on their preferences.
I learned recently that the 2010 census brought the average height for men down from 5'10" to 5'9" which means I gained an inch... cause it's all relative.
I love adventure. I love big adventure! But, if left alone, the concept atrophies somehow; not wearing socks suddenly qualifies.
I have, on more than one occasion, been referred to as "not like anyone else". I remain suspicious of the fact that this does not denote "in a good way". But I figure it's probably at least under 50% which I consider solid.
Enjoying the company of Cats. My friends have threatened me with a subscription to Cat Fancier. I am in touch with this part of myself and anyone who is not OK with that can suck it.
China Meiville produces some wonderful weird fiction.
The Gone Away World is pretty fantastic.
As for food I love the familiar yet infinitely variable meals, such as pizza, burritos, and salads.
I am drawn to post-apocalyptic fiction; no matter how bad it's going to be I am willing to read/watch it. I suspect most people consider this to be evidence of my Pessimistic nature. I, however, claim that recognition of the coming apocalypse is merely Paying Attention while my fascination with related fiction is evidence of my innate Optimism in that I would love to believe we pull through it. So there.
I watch alot of TED talks. Since full meals like Frontline are rare I must have my educational snacks. Update: This is no longer true. Perhaps I am no longer educated.
Also, when the time comes you should make the first move. I will make the second and probably the third.
So... about the casual sex, I feel it carries a certain inherent creepiness, I get it. But (a) they don't have FWB which is far preferable and (b) fuck it, why not?
However, if you are part of a Rolling Crew, Benign Gang, or Circle of Friends that frequently gather and make merry and could use a witty new member then you have extra special reason. At my age all my friends are pair-bonded and not prone to the frequency of social mixing that satisfies me.