IDreamtIWasABee
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- Joined
- Oct 15, 2005
- Posts
- 19
Hiya. Beware, a big honking personal follows.
You couldn't tell it from my post count, but there's a pretty personable young man right here-a disgruntled and jaded young man who is, no less, (somehow) an absolute sweetheart. Remember Bill Hicks? Yeah. Life's too cracked up to not be angered by it (and that seems to hold true more and more as I grow), but it's also too precious to not delight in it.
And...well...delight in life is what I do, despite the best efforts of "higher" civilization. I'm a geeky artist whose tastes are determined by creativity more than technique; I'm a polyamorous Romantic who, ironically, would be lucky to fall in love with even one person and who thinks conventional romance is tinged with pointless sexism and taboo. In short, I'm seeing life through the lens of-yup!-a happy, hedonistic humanist.
That lens isn't tinted rose, though-our society is ridiculous, and while I'm not keen on heading for the hills (literally!) or anything, I am...well, I'm just what my handle says I am. Theories of gender and sexuality are my speciality (hurray, I'm a feminist), though if you want to raise your fist against bean-counting mass murderers in banking or something, I'll listen with rapt attention.
I also write questionably creative things (in an attempt to sing, and not squeal, from my soapbox) while freelancing for an institution I'm trying to muck up from the inside.
But why am I doodling this? I mean, we know why I'm doing this, but why am I trying out Lit? Well...I'm stuck in an oasis (or sandbox) of yuppiedom amidst the desert of backwater America, and while personals sites have been my main avenue of connecting with people in the past (much of what I've written here is being shamelessly ripped from ads I've stuck elsewhere-shut up, I'm continually refining it!), too many times they just end up being mirages. Sex-centered sites are the worst: there's not a free one in the bunch, and those that gouge you go out of their way to stuff their ads with phony mock-ups from porn sites or questionably kinky sources who take one look at my age, pat me on the head, and shoo me away as a "little boy." Blah.
I probably am looking for specific sorts of friends, but honestly, any female who manages the feat of being both engaging and (if someone makes 'er feel warm) affectionate, would stand out. Frightening as my standards may sound, though, I can enjoy the company of the damndest people, and I'm anyway empathetic to the point of evolutionary stupidity.
Oh! It would also be neat if we could debate things while in the throes of passion. Or make each other laugh.
I'm sure many other things would also be neat.
(Look! A picture! You can see the same damn one in my profile, though I'll send more if you find me interesting, or even curious).
You couldn't tell it from my post count, but there's a pretty personable young man right here-a disgruntled and jaded young man who is, no less, (somehow) an absolute sweetheart. Remember Bill Hicks? Yeah. Life's too cracked up to not be angered by it (and that seems to hold true more and more as I grow), but it's also too precious to not delight in it.
And...well...delight in life is what I do, despite the best efforts of "higher" civilization. I'm a geeky artist whose tastes are determined by creativity more than technique; I'm a polyamorous Romantic who, ironically, would be lucky to fall in love with even one person and who thinks conventional romance is tinged with pointless sexism and taboo. In short, I'm seeing life through the lens of-yup!-a happy, hedonistic humanist.
That lens isn't tinted rose, though-our society is ridiculous, and while I'm not keen on heading for the hills (literally!) or anything, I am...well, I'm just what my handle says I am. Theories of gender and sexuality are my speciality (hurray, I'm a feminist), though if you want to raise your fist against bean-counting mass murderers in banking or something, I'll listen with rapt attention.
I also write questionably creative things (in an attempt to sing, and not squeal, from my soapbox) while freelancing for an institution I'm trying to muck up from the inside.
But why am I doodling this? I mean, we know why I'm doing this, but why am I trying out Lit? Well...I'm stuck in an oasis (or sandbox) of yuppiedom amidst the desert of backwater America, and while personals sites have been my main avenue of connecting with people in the past (much of what I've written here is being shamelessly ripped from ads I've stuck elsewhere-shut up, I'm continually refining it!), too many times they just end up being mirages. Sex-centered sites are the worst: there's not a free one in the bunch, and those that gouge you go out of their way to stuff their ads with phony mock-ups from porn sites or questionably kinky sources who take one look at my age, pat me on the head, and shoo me away as a "little boy." Blah.
I probably am looking for specific sorts of friends, but honestly, any female who manages the feat of being both engaging and (if someone makes 'er feel warm) affectionate, would stand out. Frightening as my standards may sound, though, I can enjoy the company of the damndest people, and I'm anyway empathetic to the point of evolutionary stupidity.
Oh! It would also be neat if we could debate things while in the throes of passion. Or make each other laugh.
I'm sure many other things would also be neat.
(Look! A picture! You can see the same damn one in my profile, though I'll send more if you find me interesting, or even curious).