nerve profiles

Gosh you're keen Lara.

Yes, I have such ads on a few sites. Not this one, as I didn't know it. I might give it a go. Actually, while there have been some pathetically desperate people, I've met a load of really fascinating women through these sites, including for instance an artist who has exhibited in galleries I'd heard of, an award-winning novelist, a director of a city market research firm and lots of others who were wonderful and interesting people, even if not reducible to a career-success phrase. I think the image of it being the last resort of the pathetic loser is, myself probably excepted, largely untrue.

I am: a man
Looking for: a woman
Interested In: friendship
dating
serious relationship

Age: 27
Location: Astoria, New York
Area Code: 718
Occupation: Something in the 'Financial Services Industry'
Education: college
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Religion: Atheist
Star Sign: Libra
Relationship Status: Single

Height: 6'
Hair color: brown
Eye color: blue

Cigarettes: sometimes
Booze: often
Drugs: sometimes
Self-deprecation: never

you your goods your habits
Age: 22 - 32
Within: 50 miles
Education: college
grad school
post grad

Ethnicity: African American
Caucasian
East Asian
Hispanic/Latin
Middle Eastern
Native American
Pacific Islander
South Asian

Relationship Status: Single

the tip of my iceberg

Last great book I read:
Lately: Jorge Luis Borges, Ficciones; William Gaddis, Agape Agape; Paul Bowles, The Sheltering Sky; William T. Vollmann, An Afghanistan Picture Show oh and Bill Adler, Tougher than Leather: The Rise of Run-DMC.

Most humbling moment:
Filling out this damn thing.

Favorite on-screen sex scene:
Is there one in Transformers: The Movie? I don't remember...

Celebrity I resemble most:
Brian Wilson (before the cocaine, steaks and sleeping all day).

Best (or worst) lie I've ever told:
I don't lie.

If I could be anywhere at the moment:
it probably wouldn't be here. Uh, I'll go with any other country besides the U.S. for $300, Alex.

Song or album that puts me in the mood:
Usually anything by Joao Gilberto. Or maybe Nautical Almanac.

The five items I can't live without:
My turntable.
My bike.
My wallet (or the contents of it, at least).
My sense of direction.
My flask (and some bourbon to go in it).

In my bedroom, you'll find:
about 2000 LPs, 300 books, 200 CDs, a desk, a chair, lights, a stereo, a bed, candles, various musical instruments, detritus.

why you should get to know me
In the words of many a Harley-Davidson t-shirt, 'If you have to ask, lady, you just wouldn't understand.'

Okay, maybe you need more information. Here goes: if you're looking for some passive-aggressive dweeb with thinning hair and tiny glasses, there are plenty of other dudes on this site. I am not one of them.

more about who I'm looking for
Someone who can put the 'us' in 'us versus them.'

This reminded me of the slogan for my Live365 radio station:

"The us to their them -- and other rockist conceits"

But once I've got a good self-photo, LOOK OUT NERVE LADIES! MUAHAHA!

hstencil is one cool mufugga! (You live in Lousyville, don'tcha?)

Whaaaa?

"Tom Verlaine in 1977 is sexy; Taylor Dayne in 1988 is sexier."

Actually, I generally refer to it simply as "The 'Ville", but that's getting confusing now that my band rehearses in another "The 'Ville" (being Nicholasville).

In my bedroom, you'll find:
hipster detritus

[I am concerned, does that mean: Nate is in jbr's bedroom? ha !]

I have gotten no responses and I've had up my ad for several months now.

:(

Also, I bet you can think of a better "is sexy/is sexier" than that--there are already 2 other Radiohead refs in the ad, & another kind of hook is always good.

And I don't know why people should get to know me or who I'm looking for.
Actually, that's not true.
I don't think people should get to know me, and I'm looking for Jonny Greenwood.

Neither are very good answers, methinks.

I honestly don't know why people should get to know me, though. I'd have to make things up.

Matos your link is categorized as "Nudity" by my office proxy

I know at least two people who met their long-term SO's through this site, not that I think either relationship is necessarily a model of communication and common interest. I've also been to bars where I've witnessed people on Nerve-inspired dates that appeared to be total trainwrecks.

The idea of *advertising* myself fills me with such horror that I have never been able to make my ad "public." I don't like the think that I am the sum total of my likes and dislikes (or rather, I sometimes fear that I am) but the personals template encourages that kind of presentation. And I too have no idea why anyone "should" want to meet me. There are specific people I meet where I can think, "I know you'd be really happy hanging out with me" but I can't project that kind of thinking to some amorphous blob of similarly-located hipsters.

Anyway when I first discovered this site, it made me happy that there were so many people who (superficially) seemed interesting and decent, but like anything else I've become supersensitive to the cliches (most of them self-aggrandizing) of the format and now it just sort of depresses me that everyone sounds exactly the same--what's more depressing is I know everyone, including myself, imagines that their ad is Totally Different from All the Others.

What was that about staring into the abyss and the abyss st--

She just realized what a fine hunk of man Spencer is, is all.

Do you think the Nerve "ads" are but an extension of the sort of presentation one gives when meeting a stranger at, say, a bar; or is it another thing altogether?

If it was the same, I'd probably go to more bars.

The Guardian had an article the other day about how Friendster is much better for socially-inadequate British people than sites like Nerve, because it replicates the British vagueness about dating, meeting people and so on.

This isn't pally anyway, we are being HELPFUL to other people trying to PICK UP PEOPLE. The key is to mark yourself as taken! Wear an engagement ring, for example, this will improve chances tenfold, again in my experience.

is it men seeking men?

So has Friendster killed Nerve? I suspect I'm developing a prejudice that women who write to me from Nerve are kind of uncool and too obvious. Am I insane? Do I really inhabit an interwebbed world where I consider myself and others superior simply because of hipper access? Am I forgetting that there are wonderful people to meet who barely check email? Do I even have time for those people?

Perhaps I should Ask Chaki... moderator, can we put Ask Chaki in the upper right of every page?

I'm down on Nerve right now. This cute little number gave me a Collect Call, so all excited and having some disposable income I went and splurged on credits to respond. It's been over a week and I've yet to hear a reply, and to top it off, the one time I tried to invite her to an IG chat, *poof*, offline she went. Sure, people change their minds and get indecisive, it happens all the time... but only on the Internet does someone's indecisiveness cost you twenty-five bucks. Argh.

So what the hell do I do with these 24 credits? I'm tempted to write a handful of surrealistic poems to people whose profiles seem interesting, out of sheer curiosity and mild ill will...

if friendster killed nerve and myspace killed friendster and facebook killed myspace, what will kill facebook?

My penis would totally surprise people.

― luna (luna.c), Wednesday, July 16, 2003 1:31 AM (5 years ago) Bookmark Suggest Ban Permalink

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