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Occupation:
plate schlepper/cork popper
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Hobbies and Interests:
group sex, worrying, effecting personal style
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Favorite Books:
bukowski, d.h., heidegger, baudelaire, the stranger (but none of the rest of camus), robbins, clan of the cave bear, watership down, citr, goethe
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Favorite Movies:
allen, fellini, almodovar, beyond the valley of then dolls, whose afraid of virginia woolf, cabin fever
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Favorite Music:
AFX, digable, de la, the cure, the shins, sea and cake, al green, sinead, redman, the smiths, interpol, ani, big, pixies
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Zodiac Sign:
Virgo
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About Me:
i am not an animal...i am a man
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Who I Want to Meet:
your mother
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photos he is extremely allergic to
shell fish.
blinds....like a real man
with you, well next to you with that
damn face, anytime. I'll see you on
the flip side sugar.
Not much, anyway. Kind of, I guess,
but not exactly like this. His face
is still totally fucked up, but in a
nicer way. Screw it.
that the tree he planted on the day I
was born brings me joy to this day. My
parents had been married 17 years.
Doctors told them there would be no
children. Then, out of the blue, I came
along. And, on the day of my birth,
Craig knelt in front of the little four-
room white clapboard mill house that
would be our home, and planted a tree.
It was an oak. I don't know what he
thought as he dug in the ground,
carefully placed the sapling, watered
the little tree and stepped back.