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41 Alexandria, VA Man


I’m looking for

  • Women
  • Ages 30–50
  • Near me
  • Who are single
  • For new friends, long-term dating, short-term dating, casual sex

My Details

Last Online
Today – 8:56am
5′ 10″ (1.78m)
Body Type
Strictly vegetarian
Not at all
Atheism, and very serious about it
Libra, but it doesn’t matter
Graduated from masters program
Mostly monogamous
Doesn’t have kids, and doesn’t want any
Dislikes dogs and has cats
English (Fluently), Latin (Okay), Hebrew (Poorly)

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My self-summary
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Opening remarks: First, if you send me a message consisting of just "Hi" or nothing more than "How are you?" (or similar sentiments), I will not respond. Next, with regard to the username "typhoidmary", when I initially signed up, every single name I wanted to use was taken. I kept typing names, again and again, and they were all taken. So, out of frustration, I typed "typhoidmary", daring OKCupid to tell me someone else had used that name. So, that's how that happened. I am not subtly telling you that I am carrying a disease (other than my chronic handsomeness, of course).

Moving on ... to all of the gay and bisexual men who write to me or "like" me on here, I appreciate the attention, I find your interest in me flattering, and I am happy that we finally live in a society where you can openly express your sexuality, but I am straight and have no interest at all. At the age of 41, having had a life full of adventure, I know myself, what I like, what I don't like, and I am confident that there is no argument that you can make that will make me have some sort of sudden epiphany about my sexuality.

Still in the opening remarks section, as to why I am here, I have had two great loves in my life and I always assumed that there wasn’t some set limit on such things, but ever since I turned 40 … well, the opportunities just don’t seem to be there anymore. Romance and wealth are the two areas in my life in which I am the most optimistic. And yes, if you look to the side of this part of the profile, you will see that I also listed casual sex. I would like to find the next great love of my life, but I see no reason to be celibate while on my quest. And, while on the topic of sex, I should point out that I am neither dominant nor submissive in bed. I'm quite happy just having regular sex without name calling, pain, things made of leather and chrome, weirdo lighting and so forth.

Before moving on to the more juicy bits, let me answer a common question for you: the reason my profile reads the way that it does is because I do not like to waste time. If you have an objection to my values, my dark and politically incorrect sense of humor, or the way I have chosen to live my life in general, it's better to know now than to waste my time with emails that go nowhere.

Okay, with all the heavy stuff out of the way, hi, hello, greetings and salutations. My name is Morgan and I am the greatest human, humanoid, bioelectronic entity, funky dude, and disco dancer of all time. I like science fiction, comics and graphic novels, and I am getting into cooking, particularly in experimenting with the best ways to make vegetarian versions of the “real” food I grew up with. I meditate every day and, for you Jungians keeping score at home, I'm an INTJ. I am a sapiosexual. Look it up if you don't know the word, you will be pleasantly surprised. Oh, and you should know that my milkshake brings all the boys to the yard, but I ain't no holla' back girl.

You probably already recognize me as the Emperor of the Kingdom of Alexandria (and protector of Mexico), where I presently benevolently reign with my feline companion, Mrs. Elizabeth Delano Mermelstein the Wondercat, at my side. Beyond serving my people as absolute ruler, I spend a great deal of time writing books that are guaranteed to never be best sellers. My patent law trilogy sells the best, though it’s the topic I have the least interest in … and yes, I spend my days writing and prosecuting patent applications, though I one day hope to finally sell enough books that I can give up that miserable occupation and just get paid to think and write. Right now, I’m working on the final draft of my drug memoir, which will be published under my nom de naughtyboy. Yes, I was a Club Kid and, as goes along with that lifestyle, an ecstasy (and nightlife) addict. I am now nine years sober and nine years older and despite my past interests, have no intention of ever entering a bar or club again … but I do enjoy writing about it.

I was a body builder for 18 years, from college through my club life and beyond, and then after completely trashing most of my joints (body building destroys bodies, rather than builds them, ironically), I took two years off, during which my body turned into flesh-colored mush. I am, at present, a few months back in the gym and I’m just working out like a normal person, not a muscle addict. Or, in other words, since physical things are a large part of attraction, I’m still a bit soft, but I’m getting fit at what is turning out to be a surprising rate. My switch to vegetarianism might have something to do with that.

Facts about me that will probably be a turn-off, but if you can get through these, definitely send me an email: I suffer from OCD, though you will probably never notice it unless I point out something I'm counting or something that bothers me. I put myself through graduate school and part of law school as a stripper. I refuse to give up my beloved 1999 Saturn, though it's falling apart. 185,000 miles and counting. I collect morbid things. My latest acquisition is a fetus in a jar. I believe that false modesty is the refuge of the incompetent. It takes me 75 minutes each morning between getting up and leaving for work -- see above about OCD. I have to remind myself to look people in the eyes when I talk to them as it is not a natural inclination for me. I have tricks for making it appear as though I'm making eye contact when I'm really not (for example, I imagine I have x-ray eyes and I’m viewing your brain through your skull). I get up at 5 AM and go to bed at 9 PM, even on weekends. I have a mild fear of dogs, I refuse to edit myself based on the latest rules of political correctness, I own a smartphone but refuse to use it (it sits on my bag and gets charged once a month and that’s the extent of that), and I am neither sane, safe, down to earth nor easy going. I take myself very seriously -- it's the rest of you whom I don't take seriously.

I don't like the outdoors. I'm not agoraphobic, but I have a strong preference for cleanliness and air conditioning over bugs, dirt, heat and precipitation. Note that if you don't have a dark edge and a corresponding dark sense of humor, we will not get along at all. Absolutely no cell phone addicts!

If you were educated in the U.S. but use the British spelling for words, we will not get along. I don't like obvious affectations. Next, if you hang the toilet paper under instead of over, I strongly recommend that you change your ways. When the revolution comes, you people will be the first up against the wall.

My interests and the way I choose to live my life are, for the most part, far from ordinary. Thus, I realize that I will appeal to the same very small percentage of women on here as I do in the non-virtual world, but I remain hopeful. The loves in my life have been few and far between, but have been quite significant. I hate travel, my preferred weather is cold and grey, I have no tolerance at all for small talk, and I don’t like sports. Being the outlier that I am, I have spent most of my life alone, but if I were to wake up one morning to find myself perfectly ordinary, I would commit suicide. I'm an oddball looking for a misfit. So, no “normies” please, as I would prefer to be lonely than have to fake my way through social interactions. Oh, and my preferred mode of communication is email. I will begrudgingly speak on the phone, but I have never sent nor received a text message and have no intention to ever do so.

Please note that I’m an atheist. A belief in superstitious nonsense is not only something I don’t share, it’s offensive to me as a scientist and rational human being who actually cares about our society moving forward, not regressing into a new Dark Age. Although I once had an imaginary friend, too, my age was in single digits.

And last but not least, there seems to be an unusual number of communists on OKCupid and I have no explanation as to why this should be so. I should state up front that I am a capitalist and an Objectivist and that I view this century’s middle class fondness for socialism and communism as nothing more than gross naiveté and a serious lack of education. Read a couple of books on history and apply what you know of human nature and you will quickly see why communism has never worked and will never work outside of idealized theory. Approached from another direction, communists view communism as what is “fair”, but how is it fair to steal from a hardworking competent man to give to a lazy incompetent man? Obvious answer: it’s not. So, please, no communists. If it is your inclination to protest the wealthy of this nation because you can’t afford a higher bandwidth plan for your mobile devices, perhaps you should work harder to make more money rather than spending your time complaining about those who already do.
What I’m doing with my life
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I am the very model of a modern major general.

No, but seriously, lentils and jellybeans, I'm writing books which no one reads, gradually decaying with age and heading towards a mid-life crisis, and feeling like a dirty old man every time my head is turned by a girl whom I realize is genuinely half my age. I also spend a great deal of time people watching through the scope of a sniper rifle.
I’m really good at
Go on, brag a little (or a lot). We won’t judge.
Writing books which only a tiny percentage of the population care about or want to read. I am not good at receiving rejection letters. Each one is like having an individual nose hair ripped out by tweezers.

I'm also good at making instant judgments of people, cleaning hairball stains from carpet, converting oxygen to carbon dioxide, insulting people, flattering people in a decidedly fake way that they never realize is actually fake, fixing computer problems, making vegetarian versions of "real" food, visualization and spatial relations. Oh, and not to toot my own horn, but I'm getting pretty good at dwarf tossing.
The first things people usually notice about me
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People tend to notice that I'm running down the middle of the street, wearing nothing but socks and carrying a large knife. The second thing they notice would have to be either my ice blue eyes or how unnaturally white my teeth are. The third is that I'm psychotic. However, with regard to that last one, I'm very polite about it.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
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I'm a bibliophile, so it's impossible to pick one or even twenty favorites. Names that just come to mind: Bret Easton Ellis, Ayn Rand, Tom Wolfe, Warren Ellis, Alan Moore, Nabakov, Salinger, Kurt Vonnegut, Neil Gaiman, Douglas Adams, Jon Ronson, Daniel Pinkwater, Chuck Palahniuk, Daniel Clowes, Adrian Tomine, Michael Chabon and a hundred others. As evidence that I'm an occasional softie, I also have to list the two Griffin & Sabine trilogies (though the first is far better than the second). Oh, and we can't forget de Laclos' Les Liaisons Dangereuses though, truthfully, I actually like the movie better. I also read a lot of non-fiction -- these days, it seems to be a one-to-one correspondence between fiction and non-fiction. Right now, I'm on the second volume of a trilogy on the harmonic decomposition of the deviation function associated with the prime number theorem. It's a lot more interesting than it sounds, really. Of course, if you already thought it sounded interesting, then definitely write to me.

If, on your own profile, you have listed a children's book (Green Eggs and Ham, Where the Wild Things Are, The Little Prince, Harry Potter, etc.) because you think it makes you look whimsical and charming, it doesn't. It makes you look like you're retarded. There's a difference between having an inner child and having the mental capacity of a child.

As for movies, the same rules apply as for books. I can't pick just a few: Phantom of the Paradise, Schizophreniac (so badly made that it's incredibly entertaining), Videodrome, L.A. Story, Real Genius, Tarantino, Scorsese, David Lynch, Woody Allen, Wes Anderson, Luc Besson, David Fincher, Stanley Kubrick, Terry Gilliam and, once again, a hundred more. I love Netflix almost as much as I love Mrs. Mermelstein the Wondercat.

I do have a favorite TV show of all time: Twin Peaks. I love Star Trek, in its various incarnations. I find Dr. Who to be too family friendly, but I loved its spinoff, Torchwood. Although I watch Elementary, it's just to pass the time until the next season of Sherlock, which is brilliant. Speaking of brilliant, The Eric Andre Show is, at times, the most brilliant thing on television. Let's see, I also watch Archer, Ray Donovan, Hemlock Grove, Black Mirror and Tosh.0. I am also secure enough in my intellectual and academic credentials that I will admit that I enjoy some reality TV: 90 Day Fiance and, particularly, Vanderpump Rules, which is fantastically addictive.

I prefer Beethoven to Mozart.

I do actually have two favorite poems: Ozymandias by Shelley and Counting the Mad by Donald Justice. Also, the poem at the very end of Joyce's Ulysses (Molly Bloom's "... and then I asked him with my eyes to ask again yes and then he asked me would I yes to say yes my mountain flower and first I put my arms around him yes and drew him down to me so he could feel my breasts all perfume yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will Yes.") is unquestionably the most erotic and arousing thing I've ever read.

As for plays, not counting any of my own, Picasso at the Lapin Agile is unquestionably my favorite, though there are so many to list. Sartre's No Exit, of course, Ira Levin's Deathtrap, The Tempest will always be my favorite Shakespeare. I am not ashamed to say that I feel Waiting for Godot is twaddle.
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
Books (real books, not e-books), Wikipedia, Netflix, Elizabeth Delano Mermelstein the Wondercat, air conditioning and, um, Lexapro.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
I spend a lot of time thinking about how I could make the world run like clockwork if only I had absolute control. I also spend time thinking about how I could realistically seize control of the world. I had some more thoughts here, reflecting what I spend time thinking about, but I was contacted by the DHS and have since decided to edit them. I'll be happy to discuss them with you on a scrambled phone line, though.
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
Taking the midnight train going anywhere and/or trying to make a reservation at Dorsia.

14 years ago, on a Friday night, you would find me anxiously awaiting 2 AM on Saturday morning, as that's when I would pop my pills, which would get me to a peak roll at around 3:15, which is just when the afterhours club would also hit its peak. Which lifestyle do you think is better? Really, I'd like to hear opinions and personal experiences. My present life is certainly more intellectually fulfilling, but my previous life was a hell of a lot more fun.

As Friday night is typically "date night", on a first date I like to carve our initials into a tree. This, I find, is the most romantic way to let you know that I have a knife.

It is also interesting to note that this may be interpreted as a statement, rather than a question. There are no ellipsis marks, after all. It's not "On a typical Friday night I am ...", which would indicate a fill-in-the-blank answer is expected. Rather, this may be seen as a statement of existence. I think, therefore I am. And on a typical Friday night, I have thoughts. Thus, on a typical Friday night, I am. To be on a Friday night or not to be on a Friday night, that is the question.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
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I lost my virginity in a whorehouse. Bam! Beat that.

As an auxiliary answer, I once asked a chemotherapy patient, "So, does the carpet match the drapes?" Her response was far more rude than was called for, resulting in me calling her "a humorless cunt". From there, it really escalated.

A tertiary story involves me punching a homeless man in the face. I suffer from OCD, as I mention somewhere in the profile, and I don't even like being touched by people who shower. This guy grabbed me after I told him to "get a job" and I was so disgusted by the thought of his filthy hand on me that, without thinking, I automatically punched him in the face to get him away from me. Everyone is always aghast when they hear this story, which makes me wonder when being a bum became something noble, rather than something awful.

As a quaternary answer, I will make the sacrilegious admission that I don't think the Mona Lisa is a good painting, nor do I find her smile to be particularly mysterious or compelling.
You should message me if
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I have always been attracted to dangerous women, so a woman with a certain degree of amorality (or "moral ambiguity", if you prefer) would be desirable. Consider Tom Ripley's wife from Ripley Under Ground and Ripley's Game: she was more than happy to help (and capable of) moving his dead bodies when he was a little sloppy. I'm not saying that I'd ever be so sloppy, but a woman willing and able to do such a thing would be a perfect match.

To put up with me, you will need a very dark and very sarcastic sense of humor. Ideally you will have, at least, a master's degree, be in shape, and agree that couples do not need to do everything together and that alone time is a valuable commodity. I should also note that I can't fuck someone whom I don't respect. Or, rather, I could, but I choose not to. So, if you don't have a good job, you're uneducated and/or you have nothing to say, it absolutely won't go anywhere. Lastly, please note that I'm a man-child in a pretty advanced state of arrested development, so things like practical jokes and sulking definitely come with the territory.