I then dedicate most other waking hours to attempting something awesome and nailing it. Again, I will explain later, but right now I run the risk of a legacy where I went for broke and fell short rather spectacularly. Me and this goddamned universe have to get square, and even if I croak while trying, at least my legacy will be that I croaked while fucking going for it.
I also love my friends, and some of my family, and do make a point of spending time with them.
(I really do, I'm fucking deep like that.)
(It's 5am Tuesday as I type this part though, and THAT may tell a more interesting story.)
This disgusts you because you love cats, and you irrationally view this as a flaw in my character. Also, you now regard me as genetically inferior and less than capable of being your - or your precious kitty's - protector should the shit go down (particularly if the shit going down somehow involves cats; attacking, or raining down upon us, or whatever the case may be).
Let's be idiots together. But let's build something. Make something. Write something. DO something.
I'll date older than my age parameters, MUCH older if we connect, i just get sick of OKCupid only showing me only old people. I'll hang with ANYONE if we we get along and connect.
I don't identify here as bisexual, or anywhere, my identity is Matt Quigley. I'm open to the debate, but over coffee, not here.
I am who and how I am. And I consider that a straight man. A trans ex, however, would confusingly argue that while she considered herself a woman, the sex we were having was gay sex. Therefore, I was bi.
I'm too old for these conversations.
So, simply as possible, if your body has a penis on it, you can feel free to write me if for some reason you'd want to. My dating preferences in so far as the be-penised are concerned are exclusively limited to androgynes, femme boys, those on the gender line in whatever way they choose to be, and of course those who've crossed that line and identify as female.
I hate writing about it, even in this day and age when people are slightly less idiotic than they once were.
Going places is great. Let's go to lots of them. I also enjoy sitting perfectly still should the mood strike, or listening to records and talking about everything. Or whatever. Let's do all of it, if we want to.
I'd love to be involved in a relationship where productivity and collaboration were goals. Doesn't that sound fun? Pushing each other, but also putting our heads together.
But there's more, do review...
Mine is a niche appeal, and I am mostly a cult concern. I am fully and deeply aware of this and take NOBODY'S interest for granted. So, if you're not into it, just don't respond. Patronizing rejections from strangers are just weird.
Anyway, if you are into it...
Let's conceptualize a stupid and/or brilliant project and then execute the goddamned thing. Or become part of the project at which I'm already hard at work.
And who are you?
I don't know yet, as you've not written me. Or at least not in a while.
You're a bright weirdo who adores sometimes -- but not always -- spending untold hours with one other person, doing everything from wandering the streets aimlessly to listening to Scott Walker records (link is crucial, to emphasize that i don't mean the Wisconsin governor) to eating, traveling, and all the shit humans.
I love sex, and as a human being it is a central facet of my existence. I'm competent, and can furnish references. But I certainly have my off days.
Regardless, sex is not central to my public identity. If it is to yours -- for reasons either personal or professional -- that's fine. This has been the case with many of those with whom I've been most deeply involved.
That's the ideal, at least.
If you're nice, cute, smart, funny, and can tolerate me, and "get" the vibe I've dedicated some words to putting out there, then we have a shot.
I'm a nice person, usually. I'm a fuck up, in a sense, but I have savings, pay my bills on time, treat people kindly, I'm fiercely loyal, keep my hygiene in order, don't smoke or drink (other things find their ways in sometimes), love my parents (mom's dead, but still love her), eat healthy for the most part.
I know I'm not the best looking guy in the world, but some of the best looking women I've ever met have dated me, and then sought me out to do so again. Like, as of recently.
Open relationships, all that shit, I'm game for talking about it if we connect. Short term flings have been my bread and butter for years. I would dig trying the longer term thing. But again, I'm not turning anyone away if we connect. Life is too short and lonely.