Timonathens, 51

For over half of my life now I have cared about nothing but my projects. I have yet to meet another who comprehends that. It is literally nothing to me to have spent the last twenty-five years working on my art and to have nothing to show for it but the work itself. I will never be what normal people call successful. I will never conform. Modern life to me is a sick joke. I do not smoke, drink, or do drugs; I take care of my body; I do not believe in anything supernatural; I am monstrously well-read and thus have acquired a huge vocabulary--so obviously I am looked at as either utterly boring or as a complete jerk. Tel est l'esprit de ma nation. If you have any aspirations to "respectability" and comfortable living please do not contact me--I still have long hair and a beard and with a small amount of wage-labor yet manage to live independently. I am not desperate. I am not even lonely. All I want to find out is whether the dating world is as petty as I remember it.