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Interested In:
Friends, Activity Partners
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Member Since:
May 2003
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Hometown:
Novato, CA
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Company:
crapola
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Jill's URL:
http://profiles.friendster.com/229913
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Other education:
Brown & Central Saint Martins
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College/University:
Brown University, Attended 1994 - 1998, Class of 1998, Bachelor's Degree, Art-Semiotics
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Occupation:
Designer
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Affiliations:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/jillfehrenbacher/
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What I enjoy doing:
graphs, maps, psychogeography, origami, exotic fruit, mueller's corners, bubble tea, science fiction, pseudo science, weird science
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Favorite Books:
snowcrash, the baron in the trees, below the root, flatland, earthquake in chile
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Favorite Movies:
Lilya 4-Ever, Heavenly Creatures, La Jetee, Pather Panchali, Band of Outsiders, Alphaville, 2001, Rushmore, Amores Perros, High Noon, The Good, The Bad & The Ugly
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Favorite Music:
love, young marble giants, ratatat, secret machines, the chills, galaxie 500, the wedding present, jesus & mary chain, ride, slowdive, broadcast, vitesse, MIA, ESG, the black heart procession, willie nelson, dolly parton, salt & pepa, neneh cherry
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About Me:
www.inhabitat.com
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Who I Want to Meet:
People who I can recruit into my "projects."
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so thankful for that. Jill is a true globe-trottin
gal. She left our first apartment for Nepal;
next I saw her she was running of to
London. I'm so glad we are reunited in ol
NYC. Where else are you gonna find a girl
who kicks kung fu, kickboxing ass, but is stll
as pretty as a pixie?
rockin'.
dream of being just like Jill, accent n all. Jill
recorded a voicemail message for me
before she left the UK, informing y'all that I
was busy pinning puppies down, I was and
she left. I am afraid, Jill, that my dad got tired
of the message so I had to change it, but I
was true to it for at least two months. Visiting
my Nanna in sleepy seaside town Worthing
Jill slept in the Pierot bedroom and took
sneaky photos of the little ornaments that
adorned the wall. She got fed proper roast
potatoes too. On a Japanese magazine
whirlwind media frenzie in Brighton we got
embroiled with the signing an air guitar
band called 'Piss'. Jill made me take a photo
of her on the pier next to a plastic dolphin
bin, about three times her size. Having
learnt the ways of shopping in English
charity shops Jill wil never forget the ease of
stumbling across a delightfully cheap retro
bargain. We made an electric chair, of sorts,
together and if my memory serves me
correct she was the 'creative visionary'. The
last band Jill and I saw together were The
Kills at the Astoria. It was great. She had a
complex about wearing her Parka too much
but I wouldn't take something off if it suited
me that damned well! An extraordinary
young lady who knows how to fight the men,
good and tough...Back at ya girlfriend!
tribute band that played nothing but
whole set of Abba songs in the plush
surroundings of one of London's finest
hotels. The 2nd time after we saw the
Electric 6 at Trash some young thug
destroyed her bicycle and I had to carry
her broken bike on my shoulders all the
way to Kings X which still hurts me to
this day. Then she designed some
fabulous flyers for our club which were
beautiful apart from the fatal flaw that
they couldn't be read in the dark
because the design was too god damn
intricate, oh well. It didn't seem to do
any harm. We've seen some fabulous
exhibitions, films and shows together
apart from some crappy history of Nike
sneakers thing which I'm still sorry for
dragging her to. We've been out for some
fabulous drinks all around London
including my new favourite secret bar in
Farringdon. I'll miss Jill we've done a
lot of cool things together. She's
really hot too.
our first meeting as being a rendevouz
outside of covent garden tube to
exchange yeah yeah yeah tickets! damn
me for not going!
international playgirls.
victory of profoundly historical time,
because this is the time of economic
production which transforms society,
continuously and from top to bottom.
So long as agrarian production remains
the central activity, the cyclical
time which remains at the base of
society nourishes the coalesced forces
of tradition which fetter all
movement. But the irreversible time of
the bourgeois economy eradicates these
vestiges on every corner of the globe.
History, which until then had seemed
to be only the movement of individuals
of the ruling class, and thus was
written as the history of events, is
now understood as the general
movement, and in this relentless
movement individuals are sacrificed.
This history which discovers its
foundation in political economy now
knows of the existence of what had
been its unconscious, but this still
cannot be brought to light and remains
unconscious. This blind prehistory, a
new fatality dominated by no one, is
all that the commodity economy
democratized.
storage facility in oakland: don't
ask, don't tell...
Euro Disneyland. We couldn't figure out
a way, so we came back the next day and
just paid, and Jill went on to spend
about three hours taking photographs of
the It's a Small World ride.