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. Growing up was all about running amok in the forest, community-oriented alternative education, and orchestrating grand theatrical productions with my siblings and friends, whilst wearing a tea cozy on my head, with my cowlick sticking out the spout slit.
This gave way to more adult pursuits, and I built a small consulting company with my PhD supervisors and colleagues to occupy my time - work that involves building statistical models of grass, bugs and houses burning down (it's frightfully sexy). My torturous thesis was a hybrid of computer science and evolutionary biology - creating artificial worlds in computers, so I could perform experiments on the inhabitants.
This online dating world particularly suits me, as I'm usually shy around strangers. That is, until I break some seal by blurting out something ridiculously personal about myself, after which, I'll happily run around under your garden sprinkler without any clothes!
To that end, I'll say I'm ethical non-monogamous (idealist poly). I'm open/honest to a fault, think that communication is paramount in all relationships, and endeavor to support those I care about to be their true selves.
I'm pretty open about what I'm seeking on here. Ideally I'd like to create something enduring, but also value fleeting romances. I'd also like to make new friendships, with people who are either poly/poly curious/poly friendly. If you are this, and it's not clear on your profile, you should shoot me a message to give heads up.
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 and learn about myself.
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. Rather than attempt a boast, I prefer to ramble and flourish my flaws; spinning them like golden coins, so they'll simultaneously bedazzle the ones who are right for me, whilst deterring the ones who aren't.
My unruly hair might be high on the list. I've given up on any pretension at styling, instead resigning myself to the sexy bed hair look (which sometimes works in my favour; sometimes not...)
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.
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.
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.
With intimates, I am bold, excitable and obscenely chatty (or was that chattily obscene?). I've broken a few beds in my time. No doubt this is more indicative of sturdiness of structure than vigour on my part.