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"think i had too much sausiconn tonight. i have heartburn
from the cornichons"
More about Rafael
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Occupation:
architect-ish
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Hobbies and Interests:
nostalgia filters all my interests; music, decoration, all my leisure time acticvities....and then melancholy sets in, but not sadness........gloom.
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Favorite Books:
i don't really read fiction, because my guilty neurosis prohibits it. but everything ryan says sounds good and smart. look at her favorites.
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Favorite Movies:
2001, blade runner, donnie darko, wet hot american summer, koyaanaskatsi, the year of living dangerously, chariots of fire...more later.
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Favorite Music:
as i already explained..it's a lot of eighties crap and early nineties, because it reminds me of bar mitzvahs and sweet sixteens i went to.
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Favorite TV Shows:
all the HBO shows except arlis, and charmed. but don't have cable, not because i'm poor or cheap, my building doesn't have it nor wants it
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About Me:
think i had too much sausiconn tonight. i have heartburn
from the cornichons
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Who I Want to Meet:
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with the biggest torch lugging his
ass around the stadium like a real
trooper during the opening
ceremonies of the 2004 special
olympics. i hope the cameras will be
there to zoom in on his shiny, smiling
face as he drools and stumbles his
way to his 15 minutes of fame.
godforsaken fucking hellhole place
that has sucked all my energy and
will making me clearly unable to
leave my apt today...
he is also a great athlete. Look for
him in the 2004 olympics.
over and over "be my friendster", etc. etc. I
was so drunk I'd look over the picture trying
to place a name or a face, but nothing came
to me. ...maybe just a sound, a spark? One
more Manhattan for the road? "Rafael"...I
didn't know any Italians....maybe he's
Mexican my houseboy piped in..."Out
Diego...you do not understand such things"
and then it came to me, my downfall may
have been great, the booze the pills that
boooring hour in rehab, but how could I ever
forget that blissful hour we spent together in
Olde Towne Pasadena...ah the Cheesecake
Factory...Forever.
to the left of this testimonial) with no
neck, which, by the way, Tom Texas
has in spades *(see horse's ass).
don't worry, i didn't tell Tom Texas
that it is precisely his long neck that
made you puke in the first place.
on a sweaty summer knight. i love it.
oh yeah, he is a huge sweetheart too.
once rafael finally talked to me we hit
it off like bumble bees to pollen. i am
so glad i met him and cant wait spend
more time with him. a heart of gold and
icy cold.
wallflower, rafael enters any social
gathering like a lightning storm: at
moments impressively brilliant, at
others relentlessly brutal, he never
leaves without making an impression.
rafael's personality is remarkably
endearing...even when you want to gouge
his eyes out, you're still secretly
thankful to be among his beloved.
whip smart, hilarious, mythically
charismatic, he's the kind of guy
who'll fight for you to the death if
you've earned it and drag you down if
you deserve it. we argue over who's
more difficult...maybe it's a toss up.
but i'm glad to have found my match.
people, places and things. especially each
other and each other's people, places and
things. Here's to sharing!