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Jason Chang
Messaging Off
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Interested In:
Just looking around
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Member Since:
Sep 2003
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Hometown:
berkeley. ca
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Company:
various monkey factories, freelance penguin expert and consultant, cell phone ring inventor.
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Jason's URL:
http://profiles.friendster.com/2128031
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Other education:
college de france
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Occupation:
professional englishman, part time diva
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Affiliations:
dudes for women's shoes
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What I enjoy doing:
organizing work for dudes for women's shoes, lathering, cutting myown hair with no mirror and office scissors, long walks on the beach, cabo, mai-tais 2005!!!, cancun spring break 2000!! lake havasu 2001!!! bangkok 2002!! 420 hell yeah bro'
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Favorite Books:
the secret history of the kashi seven grain story, the fiction about truth, a la recherche du temps perdu--alongside proust for beginners (2nd. ed.)
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Favorite Movies:
win a date with tad hamilton.
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Favorite Music:
anything on your ipod, all kinds of cell phone rings.
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Favorite TV Shows:
laverne and shirley, kate and alley, bosom buddies, family ties, silver spoons, facts of life, three's company (only the 3rd season though)
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Zodiac Sign:
Leo
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About Me:
i'm the kind of guy who will buy a pair of roper boots on ebay for $19 and when they arrive i'll wear them. that's right, i'm that badass. shoes that are strong enough for a man but made for woman are woman enough for me and therin lies my strength. cologne is so passe, dudes need to wear perfume like me. that's right, perfume. stella by stella mccartney (paul is an embarrasment to rock, as are the stones, and aerosmith is getting pretty close--ronnie james dio is what rod the mod will never be, "forever young," to the gods of rock, i salute you) and marc jacobs for women. if i wear cologne, which i only do if i have to, like if i'm going to friday night fights, i'll wear something citrusy rather than musky. i'm not afraid to listen to the motorhead song they wrote for the spongebob soundtrack and say "hell yeah! put that in your ipod and burn it like some kind doobage bro'." i don't DO marijuana, but i am ok with people who do. i used to be really 420, with those really baggy jeans with a red and black seam down the sides, and carry a bong in my backpack. now i'm clean as a whistle and all about couture baby, couture like a mutha&^#% there's literally tons of stuff to say about myself, but i don't want to make it seem like i'm trying to be all like "i'm more than you, or like you're less than me." i'm really more of a laid back "dude we're like equal" kind of person. if i sound interesting to you you should totally IM my blackberry or textmessage me on my cameraphone. oh, i also like to keep it cyber yo' pleez check out my blog, it's really filled with angst and totally illustrates the pressures of being hip and cool in a metropolitan area.
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Who I Want to Meet:
professional IMers. textmessagers. hackers. professional assassins--just kidding, that'd be scary. video game professional assassins. wizards. harry potter at age 30.
missed connections: july 13, 1983, albino macaque on the summit of mount fuji. text message me, i still have your tree branch. april, 19, 1994, platypus in river, IM me asap so i can get my shit back. don't think i forgot. march, 7, 1999, fox in woods, i know your crypto so if you don't return my shoes it's hack time. june 28, 2001, shark off coast of island, can i get my coat back, it's too big for you anyway and is not flattering--your fin totally sticks out of it.
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p.s. man, a guy joins the touring cast of Rockin
out roll the d'Icecapades and he never calls his
friends anymore. so much for "sweartogod, you
can ride in my limo"
blowin trees peepin dat new shit by
incredibad and in struts j-cheezy off da
heezy wit keeter beeter on a leash. he
super-faded, rappin bout how they almost
got smoked by pepe le peu. meanwhile
dat bitch is down on da flo scratchin
and squirmin like Radio breakin on a
sandpaper mat. she got skunked fo sho,
and goddam dat shit was funkier than
grandpa's draws wit da nicotine stain in
da back...