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Bryan

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About Me

I'm Bryan. But some people call me Lance. It's cool; I like both names equally.
I'm a very down to earth and low-key guy, definitely a Type B personality - relaxed, uncompetitive, and inclined to self-analysis. Personally, I think I'm kinda boring, but those who really know me say that couldn't be further from the truth. It takes time for me to open up to people, so while I often come off as cold, distant, and serious, it's only because I'm just shy. If in fact you do get to know me, you'll find that I'm also a giver, a nurturer, and a provider. I'm one of those people you want behind you in your corner. I'm also a problem-solver and a challenge-accepter. I don't throw my hands up and walk away from a difficult situation; no, I see what problem is, figure out how to fix it, and then take the necessary steps to ensure it doesn't happen again. When I commit to something, I become completely dedicated and focused on it. But not in a creepy, obsessive, overbearing way.
Humor is a big part of my life, I <3 teh funny. I have a very dry, acerbic, deadpan wit, and people often have trouble telling the difference between me being serious and me just joking around. I have a tendency to make light of grave or serious situations by saying something completely inappropriate in hopes to throw people off guard and lighten the mood. Sometimes this backfires. Some people just can't take a joke.
I'm very Catholic. Not in the "woo yay jesus" sense, but in the sense that I worry and feel guilty about everything. I chalk it up to the 16 years of Catholic school I went through. But I also have a friend in Flying Spaghetti Monster, for I have have been touched by His Noodly Appendage.
Politics. You could say I subscribe to a pragmatic social contractarian belief system, which means I'm too liberal for Republicans, and too conservative for Democrats. I guess that makes me a Libertarian.
I am a workaholic. I work a lot. Six days a week, 10 hours a day Monday through Friday, and 8 hours on Saturdays, to be exact. I love my job; I give it my all because I have nothing else to give my all too. In the few hours of free time I have when I'm not at work or sleeping, I'm thinking about the work I'll have to do, when I am at work again. I think I have a problem. And no social life whatsoever.
By the way, if you've read this far, give yourself a nice round of applause and a cookie. Most people click the "back" button on their browser once they see lots of text and no amusing YouTube videos. I do have one small favor to ask of you though; if you are considering sending me a friend request, please also send me a message informing me that you like smearing mud on your ass. That way I'll be content in the knowledge that you at least partially think of me as a real person and not just as another pretty face to add to your collection of MySpace friends, you friend whore you. At this point, I could just keep typing in one incredibly long unbroken sentence moving from topic to topic but instead, I'll make some lists:
Things Which Bring Me Joy:
    My Keurig B70 coffee machine My 1995 white Jeep Cherokee Country Amusement parks WPA-era artwork Good, if not excellent, communication skills Horticulture Honesty and unpretentiousness Random acts of kindness, generosity, and goodwill Monogamy Proper spelling and grammar on teh intarweb Irony, satire, and parody
Things of Which I'm Not a Fan:
    Below-the-waist body piercings Vacuousness and vapidity Drama/attention whores Facade People - all appearance, no substance. Dancing Watching NASCAR, professional wrestling, competitive sporting events, or reality television. Duplicity and beating-around-the-bushness.
Things I'm Allergic To:
    Cats Raw fruits and vegetables Walnuts, almonds, pecans, and hazelnuts Children under the age of 16 Stupidity
Things I Prefer Over Other Things:
    Diet Coke with Lime over Diet Pepsi with Lemon Beer over mixed drinks Pirates over ninjas Going to a bar to socialize over going to a club to dance Kohl's and Tarzhay over Old Navy, Gap, and Abercrombie & Fitch I was kidding about the smearing mud on your ass Tell me you like to fondle sweaters instead You'd be surprised how few people ever get this far It's kind of disappointing, really Neatly wrapped-up endings over long, drawn-out, ragged ones

The End. HOORAY!

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Myself. I've always wondered what I'm like.

Also a number of friends I've made online who seem like pretty cool people; I'd like to meet them, too.

My Blog

Thoughts for 12/9/06

Schadenfreude  Function: nounEtymology: German, from Schaden damage + Freude joy : enjoyment obtained from the troubles of others Auto- Function: combining form Etymology: Greek, from autos same,...
Posted by on Sat, 09 Dec 2006 13:23:00 GMT

There's something wrong with me

There is something wrong with me.  Something in my gut, in my head.  I've been throwing up lately-- all bile because I don't have any food in my stomach, because I have no appetite, because ...
Posted by on Sat, 02 Dec 2006 07:25:00 GMT

Two Exits, No Waiting: My Stomach Bug Revisited.

Several Wednesdays ago, about four of them to be exact, I caught that nasty stomach bug that's been making the rounds recently. Here's a brief timeline of my malady for your enjoyment, as only I can t...
Posted by on Wed, 26 Apr 2006 00:34:00 GMT

My first sex talk with mom, at age 28.

Happened last night, on the phone. The conversation started out and progressed rather uneventfully, asking how each other's day went, the weather, what else I need to get for the new condo. And then i...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Apr 2006 22:20:00 GMT

A thought to ponder on Valentine's Day

There are about six-point-five billion people alive today. It's not easy to be an individual in a crowd of that many people. Think about it. More than six and a half billion people. That means even if...
Posted by on Tue, 14 Feb 2006 16:28:00 GMT

I'm not glad he's dead

Jacob Robida, that is;  the 18-year-old high school drop out who first shot and hacked up Puzzles Lounge in New Bedford this past Thursday night and then shot and killed a 63-year-old police offi...
Posted by on Sun, 05 Feb 2006 23:59:00 GMT

They call me Bongsmasher

Okay, well they don't, but they should. Had some fun at work today. Ever wonder what happens to all those bongs, pipes, and other drug paraphernalia that gets confiscated by your college authorities...
Posted by on Fri, 03 Feb 2006 15:31:00 GMT

Music for Today

What a miserable day. It's cold, windy, foggy, raw, and the precipitation keeps switching between rain, ice, and snow. If there ever was a perfect day for someone with Seasonal Affective Disorder to...
Posted by on Tue, 31 Jan 2006 09:00:00 GMT

An Open Letter To My Neighborhood Snow Plow Driver

To whom it may concern: Thank you for the valuable public service you perform. By "valuable public service", I naturally mean piling a seven-feet wide, three-feet deep, ten-inch high barricade of hard...
Posted by on Wed, 25 Jan 2006 16:05:00 GMT

THE MOST AWESOME MUSIC VIDEO EVER!!!

My good friend Steve, of Flaming Monkey Media, makes music videos. He's quite good at it, given that he only does it as something to stave off boredom. Those Internet-savvy people among you probably...
Posted by on Tue, 20 Dec 2005 13:49:00 GMT