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un_reveur

28 M Karlsruhe, Germany

My Details

Last Online
Jan 3, 2011
Orientation
Straight
Ethnicity
White
Height
5′ 8″ (1.73m)
Body Type
Diet
Smokes
No
Drinks
Rarely
Drugs
Never
Religion
Judaism
Sign
Cancer, but it doesn’t matter
Education
Working on university
Job
Student
Income
Rather not say
Relationship Status
Single
Relationship Type
Offspring
Doesn’t want kids
Pets
Likes dogs and likes cats
Speaks
English (Fluently), German (Okay), Italian (Poorly), French (Poorly), Hebrew (Okay)

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My self-summary
Perhaps I ought begin with a warning, that I'm hopelessly stuck in my own imagination. It is, however, a rather fertile imagination (if you will permit me this brief boast), and so I reside rather contentedly therein. I extend an invitation, then, to she who would both be my tourguide in visits to the real world, and would join me, head in the clouds, in these forays into fantasy.

I am quixotic, epicurean, and endlessly curious
What I’m doing with my life
I'm currently a student of classical vocal performance. I hope to somehow combine a career as an opera-singer with that of a philosopher. At least, that's this month's plan.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Books: too many. Currently open on the table next to my bed are Derrida's _Of Grammatology,_ and an edition of letters between art-historian Panofsky and novelist Tarkington. Eco's _Foucault's Pendulum_ and _The Name of the Rose_ rank highly, as does Michael Ruhlman's _The Making of a Chef._ The _New York Times_ is my religion (daily worship includes reading it over a cup of tea and croissant at my favorite cafe). Films: I have an inexplicable love for the film _Independence Day_. Also, several of the films of Peter Greenaway (i.e. _The Cook, the Thief, his Wife and her Lover_), and Bertolucci's _The Dreamers_. And Woody Allen's _Manhattan_ and _Annie Hall_. Music: Schumann's fourth symphony (the first measures of the allegro in the first movement are absolutely sublime). Stravinsky's oratorio _Oedipus_. And the music of Jacques Brel (1960s French pop singer). Food: Good food. Good wine. Earl grey tea with cream and sugar and a croissant for breakfast. Ravioli and bread from the Ravioli Shop on North Winton.
The six things I could never do without
I shall assume that "never" in the title of this question is hyperbole. I could do without any or all of these things given dire necessity. But in the context of 'living comfortably,' these are the big six:

_The New York Times_ (or some similar source for news, i.e. _International Herald Tribune_) Something good to read (other than the Times. One runs out of newspaper articles) A comfortable bed Good music (that is, music to listen to, music to sing, music to hum or whistle without even realizing that I'm making a sound while wandering) An alarm clock (or I might never get out of the aforementioned 'comfortable bed'. I try (fail, but try) to always be punctual) Someone interesting to talk with, argue with, debate with, and most especially to learn from.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Everything/anything/et cetera. Especially: (1) what constitutes "artistic" expression? (that's a radical simplification of the question; each of the words in that question ought be crossed out a la Derrida's "sous rature") (2) What shall I cook for dinner? (3) Whom shall I invite to join me for dinner? {if you'd like such an invitation, please write} (4) What have I forgotten to do today, that I really ought have done? The last of these functions as a sort of constant hum in the back of my mind. Perhaps that warrants psychoanalysis. (I'm a big fan of psychoanalysis. At least conceptually.)
I’m looking for
  • Girls who like guys
  • Ages 18–32
  • Near me
  • Who are single
  • For new friends, long-term dating, short-term dating, casual sex
You should message me if
You enjoy conversations. You enjoy words. You enjoy thinking/pondering. You enjoy people who enjoy the above-mentioned activities/items.

{[And/]Or: you posess an overwhelming sexual appetite and are, to quote Woody Allen quoting Sigmund Freud, polymorphously perverse.}