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Interested In:
Friends, Activity Partners
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Member Since:
Sep 2003
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Hometown:
brimfield
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Nels's URL:
http://profiles.friendster.com/1998376
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Occupation:
critic of productivity
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What I enjoy doing:
scrounging through the boudoir for the few silken rags not yet soiled in cognac or torn by lusts, after a night of the most exquisite debaucheries starring Numibians with rumps of marble and scrubbed chests mottled in neo-tribal motifs, then languorously waltzing into a convenience shop selling foie gras packaged in mahogany shavings and freshly-squeezed rose nectar served in disposable crystal
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Favorite Books:
the hunger, the decline and fall of the roman empire
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Zodiac Sign:
Taurus
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About Me:
I have a finely honed sense of the value and meaning of brand names. The brand itself is valuable for the information it provides on quality and reliability. At the same time, I am not necessarily loyal to any particular brand, always seeking the best value and constantly attuned to any fluctuations that might occur in the concrete values and services that a given brand can provide. My attitude toward brand is evident especially in products such as earwax removers and phlegm generators. In areas where prestige matters more, such as embroidered scrotum satchels or donkey manure receptacles, I might buy for brand alone. These are items on display to the world; they reveal status. Companies can lure me in with their brand in areas like these, but in grundle warmers, I am rarely willing to buy a brand just for its perceived status. Global brands in areas like this have lost their cache, since local brands can provide equal quality with far superior value. Domestic brands are also able to appeal to my sense of patriotism.
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Who I Want to Meet:
Men with style. How do you tell a man with style? They have seven pendants with the shrunken, pickled, penises of defeated chieftains - more penises means more mates; their lips are bulbous having been injected with flame retardant resin, giving the appearance of a toad that mated with an orangutan; tatooed on their proactively shaped buttocks are quotes by Lin Biao in his own calligraphy; they button their white oxford shirts to the neck, but leave them open at the navel; they smoke SiO2 + 2C - Si + 2CO flavored cigarettes; they consume four test tubes of greyhound semen in a single night; they have a wild side and party hard.
A man of style keeps a woman who is continuously braiding his armpit hair.
I also want to meet three-legged dogs, rebellious tortoises, and reticent dodos.
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writing is pure poetry. Recieving an
email from him used to be the highlight
of my day. Fucking brilliant stuff...
year old father was in attendance at
graduation. Richard Frye was wearing a
seersucker suit and a straw hat. After the
reception, Nels made his father pick up a U-
Haul moving truck for him.
dandy of astounding scholarly lineage,
outwardly offensive yet endearing, pompous
as he is modest. I find that writing about Nels
is as difficult as writing about, say, Madonna
(too many binary oppositions), but I'll just
say that I miss him terribly and hope that his
swarthy self comes to pay a visit to the states
soon. Nels has as much swagger as a NO
FEAR t-shirt and lacks any of the jaded
sensibilities most hipsters are born with--he
is a true renegade among dullards.
walking down bedford ave in
williamsburg in his underwear. he was
terribly impressed and intrigued by
the "hipster scene"--so naturally he
shed his clothes.
evidence to the contrary, not
homosexual. he likes to be dominated
by women (in that best-of-all way:
aware and somewhat unwilling, but
helpless either way). he has a love-
hate relationship with asia and its
people. he is well-read (even if he
does, with infuriating regularity,
ostentatiously insist on his lack of
understanding of what he's read). he
is intensely self-deprecating in the
manner of all intensely vain people.
he is verbose for similar reasons. his
(often baroque) selfish instincts
dominate him more than they would an
average person, but he wishes they
didn't (i think). i like nels.