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My self-summary
I have an odd and fairly dark sense of humour that often confuses people. I'm virtually impossible to offend. I can almost cook. I tried to teach myself Russian once, when I was in my Russian literature phase but it's really hard. I used to do slightly stupid things to win bets but now I'm a grown-up. Other than that I'm trying to dedicate my life to the arts and anything else that has no use for violence and exploitation, and other slightly preachy activities. I kind of wish I could be a master carpenter in my spare time, like Nick Offerman. Actually I think I just wish I was Nick Offerman...or Tom Waits. He doesn't have have a moustache though and I'm not sure he has any carpentry skills...owns a lot of horses though. Tom Waits is a massive dude.

The term 'dark horse' has been applied to me on several occasions. For reasons that I don't fully understand. But you're welcome to investigate and report back.

Poly, increasingly kinky, non-judgmental.
What I’m doing with my life
I'm completing a phd in philosophy and literature. It's sort of about literature and politics and Samuel Beckett. From there who knows. Post-doc, teaching, building a death star, perhaps. I guess I'm just doing what I'm best at and seeing what happens. Let's just see if I can reach some goals and successfully navigate the vicious politics without being transformed into a manticore and destroying a small village. It turns out the spell check on Google doesn't recognise the word manticore. That's pretty disappointing. If you Google the word manticore they suddenly know exactly what you're talking about.

Also I took up Krav Maga recently. It's fun. And I kind of have muscles now, which is weird and in a sense slightly irritating because my pants don't fit right anymore.
I’m really good at
Writing long essays and pretending to know what I'm talking about. Drawing stupid pictures. PUNS!!! I used to be ok at soccer too. With each year that passes since I stopped playing, the better I remember myself as being. Right now I was ok. In another 30 years I'll have been a scandalously magnificent lion-swan amalgam that caused women to swoon and grown men to weep bitterly into the dust.

I have a needlessly good long term memory and a terrible short term one. Although it turns out that that's because I have ADHD with which I was only recently diagnosed. It explained a lot.

Roasting chickens and then eating them in an unsightly but terribly efficient way.

I have also have a terrible short term memory...fnar fnar fnar *cough*

Endless ranting involving archaic references to things like manticores that provoke blank stares from people I haven't known long enough do be doing that in front of.
The first things people usually notice about me
How should I know? Although my default facial expression seems to be a mix of sad/grumpy and stoner. Complete strangers have walked up to me in the street and told me to cheer up and/or asked where I get can get good weed. Despite growing up in the mountains I have no idea where you get weed from. Not sure why I didn't just become a stoner, it seems like I always did all the things you do if you are, except the fun part.

Also, I have unusually soft hands. Seems to be a bit of a talking point.

But more importantly my hair is typically majestic unless I haven't shaved it off out of sheer hatred of humidity.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
As far as books go, Samuel Beckett, William Faulkner, Mark Strand, Dostoevsky, Martin McDonagh, Chuck Palahniuk, Kurt Vonnegut, Virginia Woolf, Homer, Joyce, Kafka, T. S. Eliot, ...and the list goes on forever.

I love the films of Terrence Malick, Wes Anderson and Steve McQueen (the director no the actor so much). There Will Be Blood, Sightseers, Seven Psychopaths, Cold Souls, A Man Escaped and so on.

I spend way too much time searching for new music for someone who doesn't actually work in the industry, most of what I listen to is made by reasonably depressed French-Canadian Jews, i.e. Godspeed You! Black Emperor, A Silver Mt Zion.

I love The Mighty Boosh, The Thick of It, Breaking Bad, Archer, Rick and Morty

I used to not care about food and now I kind of do. I don't know how that happened. The only cookbook I intend to own ever is Nose to Tail.
Six things I could never do without
Wine, books, French-Canadian Jews...i think that's pretty much it really.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Well, my thesis. I guess there's not that much else at the moment. Well I mean other than Tom Waits. I once had a plan to make a wee little picture book for my friend where you would get rescued from under an upturned desk by Tom Waits and his gravelly voice. But I never found the time. I like to imagine that he really does live in an abandoned fun park. Come to think of it, I like to imagine I do. I bet you do now that you think of it.
On a typical Friday night I am
Building a time machine. It's really easy when you come back from the future to tell yourself how to do it.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I have a legitimate and preoccupying hatred of people who own motorbikes.
You should message me if
Maybe you also think horse racing is stupid and would like to discuss that.

Are you are a seven foot tall imperious Aztec warrior maiden from the moon, timeless and unsullied?*

You're aware and accepting of polyamory

Do you sometimes feel as worn out as orphan's suitcase, and sometimes sit in the darkness, full of nothing but bagel chips and moral confusion?

Or maybe, you know, you just feel like it.

*It's come to my attention that people take that more seriously than I thought.
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