Portland bust

I don't want you to have a mustache.
I don't want you to only ride a bike.
I don't want you to be a vegan.
I don't think it's cute for you to write your robot profile in binary code.
Beer is cool and all, but there are other things to have strong feelings about.

Dating in Portland is like trying to weed your way through a corn maze, but you know Jack Nickolson is waiting somewhere in there with an ax and you're just not sure it's worth the stress and over-excitement for the slight possibility that you might make it to the end alive... where you find a mediocre prize waiting for you that may or may not even be gratifying. Corn?