Conversation is a two-way medium. If you don't return my volley, I will leave the court. Or worse, mix other metaphors and hurl them in your general direction.
Quirky, clever, and cute. Adherent of the Oxford comma. There's a lot more to me than than most people would guess. That's because most people don't pay attention.
I'm honest. Honest in the helpful truths way, not in the "I'm not an asshole, I'm just being hooooonesssssstt" way.
Calming people down.
What I’m bad at:
Making a first impression.
Taking a hint.
What I’m bad at but enjoy anyway:
Playing the accordion.
My favorite movie is "A Clockwork Orange" and my favorite band is the Buzzcocks, if that helps. Oh and Christopher Hitchens is (was) my favorite debater. Also, I have a favorite debater. (I am not an arguer myself.)
At least six of my fingers.
At least two wheels.
At least one quart of water.
At least 85% of my IQ.
Let's talk about ideal nights.
Or if you want to co-op Borderlands with me. (But only if you do NOT play the berserker. That one's mine.)
PS Be aware that I probably won't message you first. This isn't some "gender role" nonsense, it's my way of weeding out submissive boys.
Don't message me "hi." Please PLEASE, I'm begging you, do NOT email me "hi." And yes, "hi cutie" is still just "hi." If you want to email me variations on "how are you?" all day, you are failing. I won't respond. You've disqualified yourself because you didn't read my profile. I wrote this goddamned thing for a reason.
I have to also add: if the first message you send me is a request to contact you via some other method (email, KIK, whatever), I will assume you're messaging me from a Nigerian click farm.