Fabrice

Dauphine, American University

American University, Attended 2000 - 2001, Class of 2001, Master's Degree, MBA

Operations Analyst - Banking

Americans are the only people in the world known to me whose status anxiety prompts them to advertise their affiliations in the rear window of their automobiles. But I am a member of NETFLIX ...oh...and the The Lollipop Guild

2nd Life (under the name Amaury Lusch), Klonopin, Health hazards, Nazli Madkour, Jonathan Abrams, Netflix, Buying stuff on e-bay, Cockroaches by c. Chalmers, Pseudomonas aeruginosa, Falun Gong, Being in bed all sunday, the Seven Spiritual Laws of Success, Darfur, Black Magic, The Lollipop Guild, little signs on Polos, Cochons d'Inde, FHC, Discretion, I guess I should add Sailing

We need to talk about Kevin, Into the Wild, The heart is deceitful above all things by JT Leroy, A thing or two about Curtis, You Are Not a stranger here by Adam Haslett, Charles Bukowski, American Psycho, Glamorama, The rules of attraction, Lunar Park by Brett Easton-Ellis, Tender is the Night, Ecstasy by Irvine Welch, la Tete Coupable (Romain Gary), Belle du Seigneur, Blink

La vie revee des anges, Yossi & Jagger, Happiness, Requiem for a dream, In the company of men, Garden State, House of Yes, Grey Gardens, Shallow Grave, Welcome to the Dollhouse, LA VITA E' BELLA di Roberto Benigni, "The rules of Attraction", "Lawrence of Arabia", "Querelle", "The talented Mr. Ripley", "Fight Club", Who is Afraid of Virginia Wolfe ?

The Postal Service, Elliott Smith, Coldplay, Serge Gainsbourg, Sneaker Pimps, Pink Floyd, Portishead, Carla Bruni, Paul McCartney, Supertramp, Cat Stevens, MickEY3D, Renaud, Harry Connick Jr, The White Stripes, New Order, Dire Straits, Shirley Bassey, The Cure

"It's hard to decide if TV makes morons out of Americans or if it mirrors Americans who really are morons to begin with"...ok maybe I like this unbearable CNN international news presenter called Richard Quest

Aries

My closest acquaintances describe me as the result of desperate circumstances and as having very little or no personality and even fewer interests. I prefer to think of myself as someone who adjusts himself with dignity to his circumstances and surrender gracefully the things of youth. I had a very reclusive uneventful but privileged extended childhood, disrupted by a substance abuse issue at kindergarten which was handled very seriously by an excellent specialized institution. After having been legitimately kicked out from paradise around 22, I was banished to DC and very opportunistically began to sleep with arrogant and ill-mannered boys first as a full time job and later, because I had to make a more substantive living, more leisurely. Of the handful of WASP Americans I ended up dating in my youth, whose only common denominator was that none of them ever made me laugh, I have no memories besides wide-screen TVs, endless chemically enhanced parties, boring conversation and shaved chests. But let's not look mournfully into the past: the outcomes of my 4,5 years in DC were, astonishingly enough, a superfluous and disruptive set of ethics, a strong character, a receding hairline, a taste for the country side as well as, I confess, a mild misanthropy. I also concluded that living in the gay USA is what happens to oneself if one doesnt eat spinach or beat-up his brother as a kid. Lately I have felt really panicked.

As you can see on my photos my social life is mostly limited to my mother. But I am a firm believer in people: they are the meanest little creatures. Right now I would like to meet Alexander Supertramp, a famous drifter living out of a backpack. We share the same belief that happiness is of a retired nature. I detest the sort of people who have small dogs and don't want to meet them. By the way, there is a rumor that really cool people, like Gore Vidal, do not have a friendster profile and every f***er on friendster is a model, a recovering crackhead, and an original rebel ! I mean come on people that believe that they can market themselves over the internet have obviously lost touch with reality, lack self-respect and have reached some kind of a desperate condition.Oh and I have yet to meet someone in the real estate business who is not a scumbag (please don't quote me on that). Please join my netflix friends and also note that I am slowly but surely switching to myspace