j_esq1985: Seriously, a bit of an idiot...
About
Non-smoker with Athletic body type
City
Sydney, New South Wales
Details
28 year old Man, 6' 1" (185cm), Non-Religious
Ethnicity
Caucasian Cancer with Blonde hair
Intent
j_esq1985 wants to date but nothing serious.
Education
Graduate degree
Personality
Profession
Advertising







I am Seeking a Woman For Dating
Needs Test View his relationship needs Chemistry View his chemistry results
Do you drink? Socially Do you want children? Undecided
Marital Status Single Do you do drugs? No
Pets No Pets Eye Color Blue
Do you have a car? Yes Do you have children? No
Longest Relationship Over 2 years



About Me
How to digitally define my identity in a potentially appealing way? It's quite tough. What you do is who you are to an extent, so I'll start there: I currently work in the advertising and creative media field, but hope to move to more artistic endeavours in the future. I study architecture and design part-time and just got back from an internship in Paris which was rather nice. I am honest to the point if being frank and spontaneous to the point of being erratic. I am quite sure I could make you laugh in a Russell Brand type way with articulate, yet, over-the-top and often perverse ponderings on the nature and absurdities of modern existence.

Why am I here? Good question... I vaguely remember that the great Hank Moody (yes, I like to think of him as a real person) once said (or at least the writers for Californication had him say) something along the lines of 'the Internet was meant to set us free... But instead it is full of stupid people pseudo-communicating with a bunch of other stupid people in a proto-language that resembles more what cavemen used to grunt at each other than the King's English.'

I say: 'Let's try and prove him wrong' on this balmy Sydney eve; and use this tool of modernity dualistically for romantic and intellectual pursuits. Or, just to find someone lovely who I can make chuckle through the medium of electronic mail.

Anyway, I am meant to be talking about myself. I now pause over the keyboard and wonder: "can I actually describe myself without being incredibly biased?" - the answer is probably not. So, I called some friends (of both sexes) and told them that I was making a profile for a dating website and asked them to do the summarising.

Here are a few excerpts:

- "I feel sorry for anyone you actually meet through that site",
- "You are a knob",
- "Maybe you will actually meet someone who is not completely out of her mind.",
- "Where the hell is the money you owe me?",
- "I think you are a good guy behind a rough exterior",
- "You are absolutely hilarious and can always count on you to say inappropriate things in almost any situation",
- "Are you just trying to have sex with lots of different girls?",
- "You are very sweet in your own unique and 'special' way",
- "You know that restraining order is still in effect so stop calling me!"

Well, need I say more- my references speak for themselves.


As for...

Books:

My favorites include but are not limited to: Fight Club, Slaughterhouse Five, The Corrections, The Road, The Tree of Man, In Search of Lost Time or Remembrance of Things Past, Ulysses and very recently Freedom: a novel.

Movies:

Coppola, Stone, Scorsese, Jarmusch, Almodovar, Coen Brothers, Kaufman, Kubric, Besson, Wenders....

Music:

Kaiser Chiefs, Muse, The Smiths, Radiohead, Foo Fighters, The Black Keys, Pearl Jam, The Flaming Lips, Ben Harper and again many more.

First Date
"The longer your description, the more likely it is you will get responses."

Is this statistically proven? I mean, I could literally write a few thousand words describing the ideal first date or how I would go about arranging and participating in the ideal first date; I could describe every minute detail and may even include a stream of conscious section should the mood strike and the creative juices flow... But where is the fun in that? Do the ladies of the Internet dating world really need to know upfront the exact layout of the evening that awaits them or are there those like me who enjoy spontaneity, mystery and don't want to take things or themselves so very seriously?

Well, I'll end the rant there and try to prove the length = responses theorem wrong:

Evening. Quiet cafe or suave bar. Lights are dim drinks good. Brilliant conversation. A gig or we eat something - no to formal dinner, yes to good wine. Laughter. She smiles goodbye. Texts me from the cab.