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My self-summary
Hello Stranger!

I suppose you've come to this page to find out about me - so I'll put aside that self-conscious feeling of overindulgence I get when I talk about myself and get on with it.

Where to start... I was born; eldest of five. Growing up was all about regular camping/road trips, community-oriented alternative education, and orchestrating grand theatrical productions with my siblings, whilst wearing a tea cozy on my head, with my cowlick sticking out the spout slit. Oh and the board/card games, played with such ferocious competition, that Genghis Khan would've paled...

One day I forgot the route back to Neverland, and gave myself over to more adult pursuits (if I may be so bold to call them such). Like a bowerbird, hoping to attract the ladies, I built a small consulting company out of the materials lying around (my PhD supervisors, colleagues and anything coloured blue). This work involves talking with people enthusiastic about grass, bugs and houses burning down, and building statistical models to help them communicate their passion. My torturous PhD was a hybrid of computer science and evolutionary biology - creating artificial worlds in computers, so I could perform experiments on the inhabitants.

I'm non-monogamous (poly), open/honest to a fault, think that communication is paramount in all relationships, and get on best with people who are like-minded in that respect.
What I’m doing with my life
Jeez Mum! Get off my case! I'll sort it out soon.

I'm still in the process of recovering from the trauma of finishing a ridiculously overdue thesis. Seriously, what a fucker! I am, however, looking forward to the day when airline staff ask me to assist in an emergency amputation, because I insist on calling myself "Doctor" when checking in.

Presently, as I stumble down the steps of the ivory tower, I'm looking to becoming something resembling a responsible adult (or, at least, feign an attempt at one), whilst maintaining a child-like open mindedness and idealism. Accepting each new connection for what it is; an opportunity to grow.
I’m really good at
Avoiding questions that require me to talk myself up in an overt manner.

For some reason, I feel most liberated in my writing when being self-deprecating. I've got qualities which could be good or bad, depending on who you're asking. I certainly don't presume to be everybody's cup of tea. Rather than attempt a boast (really, it's not hard to spin gold from straw, when you've got an audience looking to be impressed), I prefer to ramble and flourish my flaws; spinning them like coins, so they'll simultaneously bedazzle the ones who are right for me, whilst deterring the ones who aren't.
The first things people usually notice about me
I suppose that would be my lack of manliness. I really can't be arsed trying to conform to the male stereotype. I find watching sport incredibly boring and I cry a stupid amount of the time.

I'm usually shy around strangers, until I break some seal by blurting out something ridiculously personal about myself. After that, I'll happily run around under your garden sprinkler without any clothes! Online dating is good for me like that, I can get the confessional out of the way.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Ah... The inevitable what really matters is "what you like", not "what you are like" section. I fear I must deny the weary, overly polite, reader the opportunity to skip a section. Instead, I'll try to write something revealing about myself - I will, nevertheless, indulge in a bit of shameless, unreferenced, quote dropping.

I derive a lot of pleasure from films, books and music. A lot of smarter, artsy-fartsy stuff, but a good dose of faff as well. As for the twaddle I get all swoony groupie about, I'm a sucker for magical realism, story telling and personal confessions revelling in the awkwardness of human existence.

Boy, I love a beautifully crafted song lyric. It seems that most of the music I love is about heart break (and the inevitable sexual frustration that follows). Singers whose idea of romance is having a double-decker bus crash into yourself and loved one (such a heavenly way to die!). I used to love making mix tapes to woo would be romantic interests. Apparently the best tape I ever made was a break up tape...

In my younger, super impressionable, years, I was besotted by those crypto-homo glam rockers - Bowie, Iggy and Mercury - whose crotches make me question my sexuality. Oh, and the dirty Beat poet/writers, who had a penchant for injecting themselves with heroin and cock. I thought I might be gay for a while. Except I think about lady bits all the time - and then there's the prohibitive standards of hygiene, and all that dancing! Turns out, I was just a little bit poofy. The politics of sexuality, gender and relationships fascinate me. If I ever detect a hint of homophobia (or, more generally, sex negativity) in another, I'll quite maliciously let them believe I'm gay just to rile them - I suppose this is a bit punk.
The six things I could never do without
I could never do a profile without a list.
I could never do a picnic without a tree.
I could never do a road trip without a daggy singalong.
I could never do a bicycle ride without a seat.
I could never do a date without an enthusiastic accomplice.
I could never do a philosophical discussion without a mildly addictive drink (actually, scratch that, I just need oxygen).
I could never do a question without breaking the rules.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
I worry a lot about expression in writing; I'm perfectionist and I obsess about clearly articulating my rambling nonsensical thoughts. Often I over think and rewrite sentences so much that I create little monsters that no one can understand but me. With a pride reminiscent of Frankenstein, I let these miscreants flutter out into the world, like demented butterflies, and wonder that other's hearts don't break on encountering their beauty.
On a typical Friday night I am
flexible... What are you up to?
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
Really? Okay, you asked for it...

I like sex, a lot: thinking about it; talking about it; doing it... I'm loath to say it so bluntly, but hopefully it dispels any "nice guy: not thinking about your crotch" ideas people might get from my profile. I don't know, I've met people who think stuff like that... Perhaps because I'm at pains to paint a picture of my emotional and mental credentials. Consequently, I've tried to inject a bit of smut into my profile (sorry, to the more genteel readers!). For the record, I put equal (and high) measure in physical, emotional and mental modes of connection. Every time someone concludes from this confession that I'm *only* interested in sex, a demented butterfly somewhere dies!
You should message me if
you're a dingledodie! I'm most interested in people who live to think and feel; to talk and listen with compassion; whose values extend beyond materialism and social status; are feminist and sex positive; who care about others, but are up for a bit of social vandalism.

I don't really have anything specific that I'm hoping to find on here. I love the idea of those romantic flings I had when I travelled the world - enjoying the connection for what it was, without expectation, walking away with a skip in my step and smile that could only be removed with a jackhammer. I'm also available for more enduring things; I have a lot of love in my heart to give to the right persons - but would prefer not approach such things arse backward (best to check your route, before heading to spaztown). I'd also like to make new friendships; the thought of surrounding myself with fellow dingledodies, fills me with joy.

Well, that's it! Thank you for indulging me my little rant - I hope you enjoyed the show? It is a tad waffly, isn't it? Like a forlorn peacock, desperately strutting its stuff, I tried to put some thought and pizzazz behind it. That said, there's a fine line between a thoughtful profile and one that's in danger of disappearing up its own arsehole. So if you like my photos, in spite of all the jabber, you should send me a message.