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"I'm a big fucking dork."
More about Ted
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Occupation:
blah blah blah
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Hobbies and Interests:
Music, Movies, Reading etc...
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Favorite Books:
Still Life with Wood Pecker, Winter of Our Discontent, Lord of the Rings
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Favorite Movies:
Brazil, Who's Afraid of Virginia Wolf, Dead Man, The Big Sleep, The Godfather I&II, North by Northwest, The Big Lebowski, Suddenly Last Summer, The Last Picture Show, Punch Drunk Love, The Good the Bad and the Ugly, Rushmore, Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon
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Favorite Music:
Tom Waits, Built to Spill, QOTSA, Jonathan Richman, Steel Pole Bathtub, Modest Mouse, Count Basie, Elliott Smith, Nomeansno, Billie Holiday, Black Sabbath, the Melvins, Cat Power, Buck Owens, Django Reinhardt, CCR, Stanley Brothers
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About Me:
I'm a big fucking dork.
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Who I Want to Meet:
Other big fucking dorks.
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lively arguement about where Tapioca
comes from. I did not participate in
said arguement. I'm not as smart as
him.
Andy and Nessun Dorma a few weeks
back. I wasn't going to say anything
about it, but then seeing Duane and
Andy last night at Cactus with out Ted
in tow, I figured he was cheeting on
them again that very instant. I
spilled my guts.
grammar really isn't what it used to
be. i don't even know if i like ted
anymore let alone love the boy. no, i
guess i do. i am, however, running out
of reasons. but i will give it a go ...
he has an awesome pair of old black
boots, he introduced me to getz and
gibierto, he let me live with him when
i was homeless even though his roomie
wanted me gone, and he is sweet like
baked cinammon apples ... hmmm yummy
years ago, when i was getting holes
poked in my body on your bed... then
you disappeared for ages and we both
wound up in some corporate office.
what the hell happened? nevertheless,
you are still as super cool as you
always were.
suck. he's pulled me out of many
burning buildings, then paid for beers
afterward. don't let this guy fool ya,
he's no slouch.
and he drives a grown-up car. He's
cool in my book.
ago. If you see him wearing it, please
beat him to a bloody pulp and take the
jacket. Await further instructions once
the jacket has been retrieved.