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Elizabeth Holman
Messaging Off
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Interested In:
Friends
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Member Since:
Sep 2003
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Hometown:
Seattle
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Elizabeth's URL:
http://profiles.friendster.com/2341713
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College/University:
Swarthmore College, Attended 2000 - 2004, Class of 2004, Bachelor's Degree, Computer Science
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Occupation:
Watching TV until indistinguishable from couch
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What I enjoy doing:
I have decided that I need to be good at being embarrassed. Because if I can't be embarrassed, then I can't ever do anything subversive or unconventional. So I am learning to embrace embarrassment. It makes everything a lot easier.
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Favorite Books:
The Dykes to Watch Out For series, Catch-22, Calvin and Hobbes, Boondocks, anything by Ruth L. Ozeki or Any Tan.
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Favorite Movies:
Saved!, The Big Lebowski, State and Maine
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Favorite Music:
Jets to Brazil, Postal Service, Death Cab, Michelle Branch, The Need
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Favorite TV Shows:
L-Word, Arrested Development, CSI: Crime Scene Investigation, Six Feet Under
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About Me:
I was in a training and the instructor was talking about how a debate might erupt between a radical lesbian feminist and someone else. And I realized that *I* was a radical lesbian feminist and an angry one at that. And I was so glad I'm not going into the corporate world.
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Who I Want to Meet:
If you make me laugh, I will be yours forever.
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when we watched a new simpsons in a
crowd and while everyone else laughed
she and i, exchanging glances, shook
our heads. she is hardcore about
humor. and yet, she always makes
people feel better about themselves
(consciously, not just by being
messier than they are). the summer we
spent together living with her
girlfriend and my boyfriend in a one-
room apartment in nyc were awesomer
than any sitcom you can imagine. she
would never admit it, maybe she
doesn't realize it, but she rocks more
than 97.3% of the people here.
into philly this weekend to get
collectively smashed in an upscale
bar, and to show off my new shirt in
hopes of further complicating my
hopelessly muddled interpersonal
qua sexual landscape... but I don't
think she will. This saddens me,
because she is truly one of my
favorite people. I don't have to tell her
this when I'm drunk, because it's
assumed universally, and taken as
truth, dynamic in its steadfast
staticity. I will visit her in Seattle
someday, even though she lives in
Bellevue. I like making plans with
her almost as much as I like it when
she mocks my sexual practices.
This was not a pity testimonial. I like
being on top. Love, bn
and she is gonna make a hot sugar mama
when she's independently wealthy.