But I loathe all of the traditional venues for meeting people and socializing, and lack the skill set to transmute a social relationship or blossoming friendship into something romantic and physical even if I were so inclined to frequent those places. It feels at times like I missed a class in college where they taught you what the next step is after you realize you like someone, and how to act on it.
I'm an introvert, a homebody, and a thinker. Long walks in the woods with my dog are much more my preferred environment, and there is a scarcity of human companionship in that. Which really, is a blessing and a curse at the same time as people take turns fascinating and disgusting me. I dabble in psychology, sociology, anthropology, philosophy, and anything else that can help me understand people. Typically it only manages to further alienate me.
I feel at times like a modern day Diogenes, carrying my lamp in search of the woman that can hold my attention and interests. So far that's a dry well.
I'm in the process of trying to start a small business and set down some roots. I feel strongly that our culture's tendency to neo-nomadism is a large contributing factor in the dissolution of community, family, and traditions. I hope, having traveled the US and a good chunk of Europe, to spend the bulk of what remains of my time on this earth In and near my hometown. I take a lot of pride in where I'm from and how that has shaped me as a person, and hope for a local girl who feels the same. It's an intrinsic, inescapable part of our personal identities that too many in my generation are quick to discard and belittle.
If we must travel, I like places of historical significance. Colonial Williamsburg, The Lost Colony at Roanoke, the battlefields at Thompsons Station, TN. You will catch me on a beach only under protest.
I refuse to define myself with simplistic terms like "fun" or "adventurous", these are flimsy cop-out terms that serve only to make the user seem generically interesting. Besides, what's fun to me may not be, and probably isn't, fun to everyone.
Contemplating joining some friends in a business venture to start up a microbrewery.
People tell me I'm something of a gifted writer, but in the spirit of ourselves being our own worst critics I can't seem to see it.
I am a wellspring of useless trivia and information.
I don't as a rule, care for music. It's background noise at best and a nuisance at worst. If music is required for an activity, I like things that are fast and high energy, with a solid melody. I have a soft spot for Mozart and Bach, but enjoy Iron Maiden, Tyr, and the Cruxshadows equally.
I tend to find food a chore rather than a pleasure. I like food that is warm, spicy, and plentiful. This could be anything from Buffalowings to a Chinese buffet. I can usually find something on any menu. I adhere to the principle that anyone who considers tofu fit for consumption is either a fool or a liar.
With movies I tend toward the slightly campy, with a preference for horror and action films. Particulaly if there is a subtext of social commentary, it's what makes a movie like Night of the Living Dead or Robocop have much more of a cult following and therefor staying power than something empty and flashy with special effects like the Fast and Furious Franchise.
Politics, history, science, anything I can use to cobble together a story or a scene.
... And puns. Lots and lots of puns.
You can only ever concieve of the term "Foodie" as something derogatory.
You've actually put some effort into your profile. A short, empty blurb about how you are "weird" and like to "Have fun" is vapid and meaningless. I will automatically assume that you are equally as devoid of personality and worth as an individual.
You're from South of the St. Lawrence. I've nothing against Canadians, lovely people most of the time, but crossing the border for a date or hookup is just too much of a hassle these days.