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My self-summary
London born, Amsterdam raised, Orlando living third-culture kid with quick hands and a quicker mouth.

Political Scientist by training; writer by passion; Finder of Things Thought Lost by profession; user of semicolons by desire; and a charming roustabout by disposition.

I'm busy being born and busy dying. Also, both for work and for pleasure, virtually perpetually traveling. So if I've checked out your profile I'm likely coming soon to a city near you.
What I’m doing with my life
Falling, rising, falling better. Leaving the woods to life purposefully. Fighting, fucking, fetching, flummoxing and freeing.
I’m really good at
Finding scars sexier than tattoos, poise classier than posturing, and virtue stronger than veracity.
The first things people usually notice about me
My candor; or my commonly constant consonance.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Books: In Search of Lost Time, The Fountainhead, Love in the Time of Cholera, The Naked Ape, Tropic of Cancer, The Denial of Death, Naked Lunch, The Unbearable Lightness of Being, Beyond Freedom and Dignity, In Cold Blood, The Jungle, Cat's Cradle, Johnny Got His Gun, What Matters Most Is How Well You Walk Through the Fire, and on and on.

Movies: Network, The Lives of Others, Children of Men, American Beauty, City of God, The Dreamers, Taxi Driver, The Bridge, Dog Day Afternoon, The Believer, Battle Royale, and on and on.

Music: Bob Dylan, Hot Water Music, The Clash, Tom Waits, Leonard Cohen, The Mountain Goats, Radiohead, The Avett Brothers, The Flaming Lips, At the Drive-In, Neutral Milk Hotel, The Velvet Underground, The Jam, Prince, and on and on.

I define my tastes, my tastes do not define me, and on and on.
Six things I could never do without
The letters of the alphabet, coffee, sex, the quest for knowledge, art, and laughter.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Why so many people hide what they want, what they are, and what they need. A mask invariably eats into the face.

And good jokes. To wit: knock, knock.
On a typical Friday night I am
Wondering to whom the night is typical. And bare bear fighting, as you'd imagine.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I have a rapier wit - but who the hell can make pithy observations seem cogent in an OkCupid profile?

My username is an anagram of my name. My parents opted not to give me a middle name - presumably as I am fundamentally unlovable.
You should message me if
You found the sole grammatical error in my profile. Or if you bloody well want to.

Or: 1,3,6,10,15...
The two of us