I keep trying to meet someone. Or more accurately perhaps, failing to try to meet someone.
I just am not a fan of activities 'necessarily involving spending money.' Bar? Club? Great place to wind up leaving alone, if you're me. Yelling does not lend itself to profound cultural comment.
And for that matter, it would seem that profound cultural comment does not lend itself to not intimidating the crap out of women. Maybe I'm wrong?
What the heck do I want? I've had two lovers. Based on this heinously limited experience, I would hazard a guess I want someone decently fit, like me (I like hiking and stuff) who likes hugs and cuddling and has an open mind to music. I want someone who doesn't clam up if I mention something complicated or unfamiliar, but who will either roll with it or provoke a satisfying explanation.
I want someone aggressive enough to go for me, who isn't so aggressive as to get frustrated when I want to be left the fuck alone for a little while (mainly to work on art).
I want someone who can stand my crude side as well as my intellectual side. (There will be the odd disturbing artifact like a half-finished can of SPAM with a fork in it under saran wrap in the fridge. I am also not god's gift to housecleaners.)
I want someone who can move with the moment. But who also has a nasty habit of not bailing on me.
Now, I know one woman probably can't satisfy my every need. People simply don't work that way. (By the way, anyone noticing the recurrence of the word woman should know that while I am found to be cute by some males, I do not go for the c**k. That's not to say I wouldn't cuddle with a guy I love if the situation occurred.) My ('my') lady would need to realize that I'll probably want to expand my experience as I grow and learn. If I don't turn up a true Ethical Slut, I would at least want someone with an open sort of mind that can handle discussions and hypotheticals some people might find threatening... but let's not run before we can walk.
And I would want them to probably be a bit younger than me. (I am 30.) And lastly, I would need them to understand that yes, I do have some psoriasis still.
Where in the f**k do you meet someone like that? I'll be the pretty but slightly very deranged boy in the catears.