My latest performance review states, "Exceptionally high quality of thinking. Stubbornness needs some work."
If you're in to the Myers-Briggs, I'm always an N and a P, but the E/I and F/T change regularly.
If you're in a hurry, skip down to the "You should message me if" section.
Previously I was doing international development volunteer work, and tech entrepreneurship, and building up my relationships with my chosen-family folks. I've also lived in a number of foreign countries, including the Midwest.
I've moved to and from Seattle several times, and my latest attempt has verified that yes, the Seattle Freeze is a thing. It's very easy to make quick friends at an event, but very difficult to generate ongoing social activities. Massive bonus points to you if you have a giant social circle and/or a ton of social activities available at a whim. I will unashamedly use you for your networking talents.
I'm really good at analyzing ideas and making them better.
And willpower. I have a lot of it.
And thrift through procrastination.
And forgetting. It's my special talent. Seriously, I will have no idea when our anniversary is. You know that scene at the beginning of Mr. and Mrs. Smith, when Brad Pitt is saying, "We've been together for five years.. six.. five or six years," and Angelina Jolie says, "Seven!"? I'm Brad Pitt.
Also: Daniel Craig is the only Bond. Capaldi will never be my Doctor. Roar is a good song. Wine and cheese > beer and chips. Quinoa is not food. I would let Jeremy Clarkson punch me in the face if it would bring back Top Gear.
But I really like having the internet. It's where I keep my stuff.
But I'll use this space to counter a common set of assumptions about me: I look like somebody left Christina Hendricks in the dryer too long. But I've lived out of a backpack, worked in dangerous areas of the developing world, and (when un-injured) could deadlift most of my female friends. I'm proud of all these things, and amused that they're stealth attributes.
Okay, one thing requires an admission: I hate nature. Not as in "oil spills, fuck yeah!" but as in camping or hiking. I'm a city person. If you find me in the woods, the zombie apocalypse has occurred.
However! Does not apply to the ocean; I love being on, in, or under water. I own a wetsuit and kayaking gloves, and am a certified scuba diver. In June I competed in my first swim marathon and made it 3.5 to 5 miles depending on how you count it. (Next year's goal: 6 to 8 miles. Actual length of course: 12.5 miles.) Still, this is Seattle so being anti-camping might be the closest thing we have to blasphemy.
Also, I work in the tech industry but I am not a geek. Yes, I've seen Firefly, and it was entertaining. Let's move on.
you do martial arts/Tough Mudder/GoRuck/weight lifting/rowing/[fill-in-the-blank physical activity.]
you know what Byrnie Utz is and/or have developed an appreciation for bespoke suits. Bonus points if you own a pair of cufflinks and fewer than two black t-shirts.
OKQ believes we are approaching the second standard deviation of compatibility.
you're world class at the thing you do, whatever that thing is.
you're willing to write a message that doesn't comment on my appearance. You're doing lots of interesting stuff. You're witty and literate and have opinions on the way the world works. Message me about that.
you read at least half my profile. You must be at least this literate to ride this ride.
You should NOT message me if:
-you're a couple. No really.
-being a "nerd" or a "geek" is an important part of your identity.
-you're old enough to be my parent. This is creepy, happens a LOT, and will never result in a message response. Don't do it, dude. Back away from the keyboard.
-OKQ doesn't think we make a good match
-you make or play video games as a full time activity. This is a weird stipulation, but let's just say it has to do with ethics in journalism.
-you wear costumes at times other than Halloween or for some kind of performance art.
-there is an actual ocean between your residence and mine. People of Pakistan! Hi. Um. This is awkward, but why are you messaging me so much?