"While it’s a lot of fun to be a dirtbag, sleep in the back of your truck, shower at public restrooms, and eat ramen for dinner six nights a week, that lifestyle may not be super appealing to potential mates."
While part of me wants to adamantly shout "Lies! Lies!" with a sanguine disposition, I have found this to be more rule than exception. You start mentioning how you are thinking about quitting your job again for the summer while describing the possible adventures you are eyeing, and I swear you can see a little marker attached to your name: unstable.
I kid you not, two women have actually used that word verbally to describe me. Just this past Saturday I was finishing up a trail run with a group and was talking to a very attractive young lady. Perhaps it was the post-run energy but I explained my thoughts for this coming summer and I swear I sensed an entire shift in her approach to me after that. It is frustrating to experience. I sort of wanted to shout: I'm not so bad! I can make SCONES!