I'm a Northeasterner. I think fast, I talk fast, and I'm polite but not immediately intimate with people. I secretly get impatient waiting for Midwesterners and Southerners to finish their sentences. I'm unsettled by Californians who tell me their most personal details as soon as they meet me. But I'm polite to them all anyway.
I work a cool job. Occasional gripes aside, I love my work. You should ask me about it, but don't be afraid to tell me to shut up about it when you've heard enough.
I prefer to spend my time with people who are curious about the world, who have traveled, who have struggled not to be just like everyone else in their hometown.
My attitude about dating:
Dating is exhausting, frustrating, and humbling. Good results are rare.
Online dating is just like any other dating, except more so.
But I live amid suburban sprawl, and work in a small town in which all of my friends are married. So, despite my low expectations of positive results, I'm back online.
And...well, I need the eggs.
Who I'm looking for:
I suppose I'll know when I find her. But I suspect I could have been very happy with Allison Portchnik, if she weren't fictional.