This is where I must endorse myself as a male worthy of your momentary attention.
I'm a magazine editor here in the city of Toronto. You may have read my stuff. I'm kind of a big deal. Kidding. I'm not that big of a deal. But I'm still a good deal. *HURRY* Won't last!!!
Regardless, in my spare time I enjoy crafting beautiful, tear-jerking songs meant to ignite the airwaves and change the world. If you date me, I will serenade you from outside your window and make you feel like the leading lady in a Nicholas Sparks novel-turned-movie. I'm only half-joking.
I kind of dislike clubs.
I know I'm on Plenty of Fish, but that doesn't mean I'm some reclusive creepster who sits in the dark most the day and refreshes his inbox compulsively. Okay, so even if I am, I do other things too:
I like live music, long walks on the beach, fine Italian dining, intense games of scrabble, TV dramas about likable anti-heroes, sorbet parties, live sports events showcasing underwhelming Toronto-based teams, riveting conversations over expensive cups of specialty coffee, Oxford commas, and random tomfoolery.
I also enjoy sushi, David Lynch flicks, Kurt Vonnegut books, techno-punk, sad foreign movies, the Wu Tang Clan, zen poetry, Fresh Prince reruns, celebrity gossip and other such daily miracles.