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"I'm not a butcher, nor a baker. Not even a candlestick
maker. But I've been riding without training wheels for
weeks..."
More about Gretchen
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Schools (Other):
Columbia, Concordia, SUNY Purchase, Psychedelic State.
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Occupation:
Wally World ride tester butnotonesthatmakemevomit
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Affiliations:
member of the International Assmmbly for the Incorrigibly Goofy
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Hobbies and Interests:
Thong Inspection, Conjugal Visitation, Spinning Plates on Tightrope, Testing Efficacy of Fl(ir)tation Devices in (Gene) Pool, Competing w/ Goldfish to See Who can Keep Eyes Open Longer (they always win), Dental Dam(nation) Exoneration, Oral Fixative Manufacure
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Favorite Books:
Thomas the Tank Engine, Arthur Goes to the Dentist, Berenstein Bears Sing Along (oh all right) Being & Nothingness, Phaedrus, Bridget Jones's Diary/Edge of Reason, Welcome to the Monkey House, Dharma Bums, Living With the Himilayan Masters, Howl, Jay Jay's emails
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Favorite Movies:
Who notices what's on the screen when there's indecent back row kink to pay attention to?
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Favorite Music:
The kind that all voices in head can sing to
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Favorite TV Shows:
Anything that's NOT American Idol, M*A*S*H, The People's Court or Rikki Lake. (But Absolutely Fabulous, Sex & the City, Queer Eye {yes, I admit it!} and Most Extreme Elimination Challenge are definitely worth owning a boobtube for.)
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About Me:
I'm not a butcher, nor a baker. Not even a candlestick
maker. But I've been riding without training wheels for
weeks now. And I pour a mean bowl of cereal. More points for my stellar listening skills...provided subject matter is me, of course. Sarcasm's par for course, too. But really, am a lovable little boi-ish lass if you can tolerate my Gretchocentrism. lol, juuuust kidding; my ex was just trying to get back at me when we were breaking up and she coined this (rather droll and clever, I might add, in her defense) term. I'm not as memememememe centered as she thinks. Really, if I were to choose a Greek god whom I feel I most identify with, it wouldn't be Narcissus. "Oh really, who would it be?" Oh, you know...Zeus. {{{Thanks Mr. Allen ;D}}}
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Who I Want to Meet:
All of my past lives & u, if u like to wear same shirt until armpits are a capital offense, or read surrealist love poetry through megaphone in middle of springtime crowded park, or think Trix are not just for kids (but really should be avoided most of the time, anyway, due to too much sucrose, fructose, dextrose, sucralose, lactose and ose's in general), or relish run-on, compound sentences...then let's just let's & be grateful for chance to do fillintheblank whathaveyous of your favorite pastimes made better because they're nowtimes, since what is life for but being lifelike & there's so much to love & share in this crazy little lifelike world. *If you're just up for meeting an unconditional friend in whom you can trust & know will be compassionately there if your girl or boyfriend flees town in the middle of the night, or if you just need someone who will understand, or, better yet, not pretend to, because it's your life and not any one else's, then consider me your shoulder. :]
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mine! go me! (love you honey)
me if i wanted to meet up to see some
reptiles and I said "I don't know, you
seem a little insane." She took that in
stride. After hanging out with her a few
times, I described her
as "enlightened", which was much
closer to the mark, but still missing the
essence of gretchenitude which
cannot be summed up with one word
in quote marks. But it is sometimes
embodied by hundreds of words, most
of them made up, sprinkled liberally
with tildes, double parentheses, stars,
unexpected line breaks, and lots of
beauty and unexpected laughter.
most closely resembles a mischievous
pixie minstrel skipping gaily about
and stealing the hearts of young lads
and pretty ladies...
however all who would befriend her
must beware: at night she reveals her
true colors as the "midnight tooth
licker"! very scary. very scary
indeed...
shorts went...
extraordinaire! One who's texts light
up my life and eyes fill up my mind
well past its meagre brimline! How
ever shall the testimony to this
wonder stand credulity? The truth is
otherworldly all! Let it be said simply:
Gretchen's greatness.
wonderful person, and has a beautiful,
poetic soul. I thank my lucky stars
that she and I met (for one, she's
taught me how to speak English
correctly, and I was trying to be an
English teacher. Secondly, and most
importantly, she taught me how real
life and love could be...) For that,
she will always be close to my heart.
It's wonderful to be friends with
you... One would be most fortunate to
be friends with such an intoxicatingly
brilliant person.
packs in quite the punch. She is hands-
down the best basketball player I know,
and will whup anyone's ass at hoops.
Then when you get schooled, she will be
really nice about it and very modest.
Gretch is adventurous, robust, and a
dynamically diabolical friend. In HS,
we went to get her first tattoo
together on a St. Patrick's Day, and we
ran into Ethan Hawke, who was drunk and
stumbly after the parade. She leaned
out her car window in the Village real
coolly, and said to him, "Hey man, I
like your sweater." Gretch is a
wonderfully free spirit, wildly
creative, has loads of strong style,
and is a mothereffing ALL-STAR. On the
inside, when she goes deep on you,
you'd see that her heart just bursts
with genuine kindness. I'm sending
many hugs from the left coast to my
fellow G! Hold it down for me,
chikadee!