Hi, I'm Jim.
I'm 24, but nobody doubts me if I say 26. (expletive) as a three dollar bill. A smidgen under 6 feet tall, 170ish pounds, and all the definition of an amoeba. I'm originally from a small town in the
remote reaches of the 9-0-6. After collecting an apparently-useless degree in politology (Michigan '05) I found my way out to our nation's capital, which fact is wholly irrelevant to my daily life. None of the stuff in this paragraph really matters, but people think it's important.
At the moment, I work in the gay nightlife industry, wearing as many hats as the bosses can schlep on my head. My primary gig is as the technical director at Apex, where I stand on top of ladders
& play with electricity. Also set-up, maintain, and operate expensive electrical apparatus, and occasionally play bouncer. My days are occupied elsewhere in the greater corporate empire that owns the place, where I have a corporate chequebook.
Ironically, I don't like nightlife. You'll almost never see me out if I'm not working.
My ultimate professional ambition is to craft foreign policy -- whether in civil service, or
(preferably) for an NGO. Misfortunately, it was not adequately explained to younger-me that to get
on such a career path, one needs either connections or an advanced degree; I have neither.
I don't have much free time at the moment, but when I do, I'm fond of taking long walks to nowhere, particularly on the area's plentiful walking trails. I have an inordinate fondness for natural waterways, they're just very peaceful to me. I've been known to spend hours sitting on a boulder
in the middle of a stream while collecting my thoughts.
Pass, for now...
You. And/or your cute, well-educated brother/gay best friend.
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