krazmo

I am: North Carolina piedmont white trash, medium sized, brown eyed with lots of curly brown hair, roman nosed, not unpleasant to look at, fairly well hung, bearded in various ways depending on the season and mood, pretty smart, tolerant, perpetually on the outside of things, cynical, sceptical, freqently amused, dressed like an unmade bed, mechanically inclined, funny, not ambitious, disorganized, a good cook, decisive, forgetful, private, reserved with strangers and gregarious with friends, somewhat misanthropic, very curious.

I like: machinery, good jokes, bicycling in the dark, new ideas, abandoned buildings, tunnels, getting letters, lots of sunlight, eating, reading, biking in the city, bandwidth, making things that work better than what you can buy for little or no money, bourbon, knowing why things are the way they are and how they got to be that way, creativity, my music pinned to a cork board where I can keep an eye on it, good art, working with my hands, making stuff, fixing things, hardwood floors, warehouses, history, railyards, hotrods, people who can say a lot in a few words, the smell of summer rain on hot asphalt, kissing.

I am looking for a woman in her twenties or early thirties, reasonably attractive, with a similar constellation of interests, someone who will enthusiastically join in on wierd midnight adventures and will drag me along on hers, who'll still kiss even though we both smell like sewer, who takes none of it seriously.

Update: I found one.