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" Going back to Cali., Cali., Cali,. . . . Yeah baby, Heading back to the Bay. I'll be there by mid May. Hope to see you all soon."
"SOMEHOW I LOST MY HEART."
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Schools:
Houston High School, Attended 1990 - 1994, Class of 1994
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Schools (Other):
We don't need no education. We don't need no thougfht control.
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Occupation:
You mean like the U.S. in Iraq?
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Affiliations:
Westsiiiide! -oops! I mean Eastsiiide!
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Hobbies and Interests:
music, baseball, food - cooking; serving; eating; making the world a better place
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Favorite Books:
House of Leaves, Richard Bach, Herman Hesse, Tom Robbins, Salinger, Gabriell Garcia Marquez, Hemingway, Carlos Castenada
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Favorite Movies:
The Big Lebowski, Mystery Train, Y Tu Mama Tambien, Ghost Dog, Trainspotting, Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon, Amelie, Office Space, Gone with the Wind, Snatch
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Favorite Music:
Spoon, pixies, New Order, Beck, Led Zep, The Shins, Johnny Cash, Miles, Beasties, Elliot Smith, Blonde Redhead, Tribe Called Quest, Beatles, Outkast, Interpol and a few dozen others
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Favorite TV Shows:
Invader Zim, ATHF, Beavis and Butthead, Coupling (BBC), Homestarrunner, Chappell Show...
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About Me:
SOMEHOW I LOST MY HEART.
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Who I Want to Meet:
Kim Nguyen
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Turkmenbashi died. The world is going to hell.
D.
sigh.
:)
Every time i think of you
I feel shot right through with a bolt of blue
It's no problem of mine but it's a problem I find
Living a life that I can't leave behind
There's no sense in telling me
The wisdom of a fool won't set you free
But that's the way that it goes
And it's what nobody knows
While every day my confusion grows
Every time I see you falling
I get down on my knees and pray
I'm waiting for that final moment
You'll say the words that I can't say
I feel fine and I feel good
I'm feeling like I never should
Whenever I get this way, I just don't know what to say
Why can't we be ourselves like we were yesterday
I'm not sure what this could mean
I don't think you're what you seem
I do admit to myself
That if I hurt someone else
Then I'll never see just what we're meant to be
Every time I see you falling
I get down on my knees and pray
I'm waiting for that final moment
You'll say the words that I can't say
Loves listening. Laughs lots.
Irresistable idiosyncracies. Lives life.
Always adored. Naughty nature. Digs
discussions.
Takes time. Helps heal. Eats everything.
Wonderful wit.
Encouraging. Understanding. Sincere.
friend that always comes through. He's
helped me fix my car when it was f--
cked upp. Actually, he fixed my car and I
watched and tried to figure out what he
was doing. He organized friends
together to say good bye before leaving
on my trip, which meant a hell of a lot.
He even took me running in the
Berkeley hills when I started to get fat.
This is a list that has no end. This man
gives and gives and gives - and that
makes him happy. I wish there were
more Matthews in this world...
That's just his dry sense of humor. or
he wants to sound more euro.