I am the child of Australian immigrants, and I'm terrible at bowling and pool. Just wanted to get that out of the way.
I could launch of into a litany of things I'm not good at here but I understand this is probably not the ideal dating strategy. What else about me... When iTunes suggests that I might like a song, it's usually wrong. Does this mean my musical tastes are difficult to suss out or that iTunes is a poor judge of character? The jury is still out on this one.
In all seriousness, I am a single man in my early thirties, and I like both dogs and cats. I have never been convicted of a felony. I pay my taxes. I don't drink and drive. These may seem like weird things to mention but I think you'll agree that it's all good information.
A fun fact about me: my faimly on my mom's side once had a relationship with a pod of killer whales whereby the men of the family and the killer whales would cooperate in order to kill blue whales. Reprehensible given our current attitudes towards whaling, obviously, but also objectively awesome. They had names for all the killer whales and everything. I have a cousin Tom who's named after Tom the Killer Whale. True story. Look it up. Davidson whaling station. I'll give you a minute.
See? And you doubted me. I shall now take a moment to gloat.
Incidentally, what's with this thing of requiring me to describe my personality in one word and then giving me like eight words to choose from? Not you, obviously; I mean what's with POF requiring that? I mean, I could say Foodie because I like food, but so what? You now know I'm not the one person in the world who doesn't like food; clearly you must date me. I also like music and sometimes when I'm tired I sit down for a bit and then I feel better. We have so much in common. I don't throw around the word destiny a lot but at times like this you have to wonder.
I'm still not tired of meeting somewhere for a drink or a bite to eat. Conventional, I know, but the classics are classics for a reason. I don't drink coffee but I'm also too polite to recoil in horror when people put it in their mouths so that could work.