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"The slow unravelling, which started two decades ago, continues unabated. I am exploring second-order guilt as a steering..."
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Schools (Other):
Hunter College High School, University of Chicago, University of Dar es Salaam
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Occupation:
Self-consultant
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Affiliations:
The good guys in theory, the bad guys in practice
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Hobbies and Interests:
Food that is pre-prepared (or paired with wine [heh heh]) which must be consumed within 3 days of purchase, speeding ticket reciprocity law, Scrabble, the medium-term future, credibility, reliability, entitlement
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Favorite Books:
When I read "The Picture of Dorian Gray, " I vascillated on which character I was
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Favorite Movies:
Pop-documentaries, or "popumentaries" (3600 google hits for the singular, but only 14 for the plural)
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Favorite Music:
Female MCs with beats and 'tude
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Favorite TV Shows:
Golden Girls, Futurama, 24, Arrested Development
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About Me:
The slow unravelling, which started two decades ago, continues unabated. I am exploring second-order guilt as a steering mechanism for my 20s, although I'm counting on Peak Oil to make things considerably more simple. I hope that, within three months of the collapse of civilization, an organic farmer with a shotgun takes a liking to my raw freshness. Also, I have a weakened short-term memory.
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Who I Want to Meet:
Brilliant wits with at least one major social dysfunction, and an acute awareness - and appreciation - of this dysfunction; hotties; Scrabble players. Suitors who match all of these qualifications should think twice before contacting me.
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cocaine."
beach with me on the mediterranean
coast right now, flirting with sleazy,
greasy gay turks. he is also supposed
to be going on this cruise with me
tomorrow going down said coast. then
he is supposed to be heading to the
syria boarder with me and chillin on the
euphrates. he is also supposed to go
with me up the georgian boarder and
chillin on the black sea. then he is
supposed to go with me back to
istanbul and party like fuckin rockstars.
but in the end, adam is just a little bitch.
he better take me to devon street at
least once a week and to fox and oble
where i can buy the finest fuji apples.
only in these ways can he lessen his
bitchness.
And if he beats you in scrabble, you might never see again!
of Friendster to use it for its
intended purpose, so how was your
date???
be the next big craze. they're open
all night, they're playing hot97, and
the air-conditioning feels so right.
it just makes sense.
choked down less semen than at
least...75% of the people I know.
And that's saying something!
(I'm working on the assumption here that
Harold's Chicken Shack is, in fact, a
fetus-laundering front)
he took my E.T. virginity in 7th grade,
and i have no been the same since.
thanks buddy.
about Adam is that he is by far the
most beloved person I have ever met in
my life. And, by all kinds of people
too. That's why I regret to inform the
people of Tanzania that at this very
moment there are literally countless
people on the southside of Chicago and
across the northeast, hoping to God
that something calamitous happens to
that country before it calls Adam away
in January. Now if I could only
impress upon him the joys of finding
nemesis.