The past few years have been somewhat of an unexpected whirlwind as economic and societal circumstances have continued to deteriorate. I was a copyeditor and designer at daily newspapers for a couple of decades, which was a fantastic way to lose purchasing power annually as a feature of the career.
As such, the goal at this point is to lean into ancillary acquired skills like building off-grid solar and storage, growing vegetables and raising meat rabbits (don't worry; I differentiate between pet bunnies and livestock).
Something of a nonstandard opening, as I'd assume people are looking for proof of success over the years, but I'd counter that the flexibility of learning new skills as conditions change is of more value than knowing how to do one thing really well and hoping to hell the industry doesn't fall out from under you.
I've done a fair amount of ad hoc automation coding, did a miserable stint in marketing, worked in 3PL coordination, built workflows for client onboarding ... I play a fair amount of Factorio, as well.
Outside of work and the aforementioned hobbies (I'm currently planning out a fall raised-bed garden), I once mentored an aspiring French house DJ who went on to an international career after leaving his day job at an investment bank, and I shot a fair amount of porn posted on FetLife. I suppose I've probably done a few other things, but I have to leave some aura of mystery.
Essentially, I meet everything I'm told I "have to do" with a level of skepticism that was remarkably well suited to journalism, and since questioning everything is a liability in the modern workplace, I've decided that's not for me.
Enter the burner community, which I was introduced to via a guy at the makerspace where I converted a tool van into a tiny home on wheels. I learned that I was not at all alone in detesting late-stage capitalism (it's one thing to bitch about it online; it's quite another to do so around a fire in a warehouse parking lot while tipsy and stoned after pulling hundreds of staples out of a board), and these folks have excellent taste in music (turn-of-the-century trance and house). It's like we're largely middle-aged ravers or something, just with better drugs at a burn.
All of this is to say that if you're looking for someone with his shit together solely on account of age, I'm going to be a disappointment. If you are more interested in finding your own path than blindly doing what you're told, that's a good likely starting point, as I'll otherwise be insufferable.
If you've made it this far, here's your red flag: I do not have kids, am fixed to ensure it stays that way, and have no interest in being a stepfather again.
While giving up kink completely isn't in the cards, my sex drive isn't what it used to be. Translate that as you will.
Still, what I'm really looking for is a woman with shared interests (I may swoon if you can also do electrical work) and a shared belief that the life we were sold (work hard and you'll get ahead) has been proven to be complete and utter bullshit.
I still moderate a small online news community, which keeps me abreast of the craziness of the world, but I'm otherwise more of a hedonist grounded in actual possibilities.
Puns must be tolerated even if not encouraged.
And, if you're still here, I seem to have ended up in a poly household. That was never a goal of mine, but it actually works out remarkably well. It's nice to know that if you really need to eat pussy, you can just ask your landlord. This happens sparingly.
But I'm just "in the mix" moreso than having that be the pillar holding up the whole community, and as such, I'm in the market for a primary partner.
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