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Schools (Other):
Deering High (Portland, ME), School of Visual Arts (NYC), Chapman University (Orange, CA)
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Occupation:
Copy Writer
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Hobbies and Interests:
movies, friends, books, music, writing, photography, handball, accidentally breaking cars, scotch and club soda, pretending I speak Spanish, wishing I were on a cross country drive
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Favorite Books:
Franny and Zooey, A Confederacy of Dunces, The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay, The Beautiful and the Damned, Bright Lights, Big City, Motherless Brooklyn, The Snows of Kilimanjaro, Everything is Illuminated, Shadows on the Hudson
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Favorite Movies:
Wes Anderson's 3, Bananas or anything else by Woody Allen (well, you know what I mean), Viva Zapata!, A Day at the Races, Do the Right Thing, City of Lost Children, Baby Doll, The Sweet Smell of Success
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Favorite Music:
Miles and Coltrane, the three Charlies (Parker, Christian, and Mingus), Bill Evans, Jonah Jones, Stan Getz, Django Reinhardt, Sarah Vaughan, and a little bit of other genre's.
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Favorite TV Shows:
Curb Your Enthusiasm, Seinfeld, The Daily Show, The Sopranos, Conan, The Simpsons, Dr. Katz, Home Movies, but I never really watch any of them.
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Zodiac Sign:
Aquarius
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About Me:
I wouldn't do that if I were you.
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Who I Want to Meet:
A German woman named Katja who loves me but doesn't need me.
Eventually, she'll get me German citizenship and we'll move to Munich or
Berlin (assuming Bush is elected again in November). She'll cheat on me a
lot, and I think I'll be okay with it, because hey, that's Katja. It's how she
works, you know? It's just her thing.
Also, if there are any activity partners out there looking for another, I feel
like I'm really missing that from my life right now.
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pregnant.
graduation party last week. 2000. josh
graduated in the year 2000. or perhaps
2001, i can't really remember. but
apparently he's having a party 3-4
years ago, and he wants (wanted) me to
come. i will go to the party, and i did
go to the party. i believe that was the
time i bought my typewriter on the way
home at a yard sale. oh, what good
times i will have with that typewriter
after i go to josh's party which i have
already gone to. and am going to go to.
anyway, josh, thanks for the invite.
it's always nice to get invited to
parties you went to three/four years
ago, and i hope we can do it more
often. maybe in three or four more
years.
let this serve also as an official
invitation to my seventh birthday
party, which was a sleepover at my new
house. lydia stayed up all night and
ate candy necklaces loudly in the dark.
i want you to have been there. it was
fun. and "josh (trim-comb) jackson" is
just another way of saying fun.
Jackson. Few have I met that are on
the same complex and interwoven
wavelength as myself. Josh and I
have spent many a night talking til
dawn about movies and women and
the finer things in life. I knew he
would and I were meant to be friends
when our nipples hurt when it got
cold and when we both got the same
lethal diarrhea from Famous Original
Famous Ray's pizza when Frank's
was where it's at. I'd follow Josh to
the ends of the Earth, cause I know
he'd do the same for me. A great
man, a great visionary, and a great
friend through and through.
that won't quit. If I had to pick one
person to have my dick in on an island
it would definatly be... Josh?...
Shit man I must have walked into the
wrong testimonial. Sorry.
back from a midnight meal./Josh turns to tell
me, but/his mouth stops./Instead, he decides
to kiss the pavement/The street meets him./
His cup spins out of control, a bullet fired by a
Keystone Kop./Omega Burger in his belly;/his
face contorted,/a portrait of temporary mental
deficiency,/he hits the bricks.'/Giggling like a
schoolgirl,/I'm done, transformed,/I'm the fool
now./Joy is unpredictable, but when it hits,/
baby that's the ticket.
cool and way awesome and won't realize
you're in the same class as him for
three weeks. That's not to say that
he's mean, he just sits in front with
all the cool people and I sit in back
with all the thugs. You see we're
from different sides of the tracks,
but we can still be friends. He's
like the modern day Maniac Magee.
roomate and we were just talking about
things roomates talk about--you know
our panties and chrushes. All of a
sudden I turned slightly left and this
guy was in my way. I apoloized and
walked on and he got in my way again.
It was early and I had not had my
morning diet coke, so i was
frustrated. Then it turned out that
the guy in my way was actually Josh.
I was glad it was him and not the
creep I had expected.
Spring 1997: My sister is headed to
her high-school semi-formal with
some sleazy hot-rodder who wooed
her at a gas station. Suddenly, it's
9:15, where the fuck is this guy? Not
coming! Luckily, it was spring break
and Josh was up from the U and we
were playing MARIO KART on
N64"I can take you, Amber," he
says, just like that, no thought for
himself. Dude puts on my dad's
sportcoat, my sister puts her face
back on, and they're off. Best night of
her life, probably. We love this guy.
Chris' phone. I picked up, thinking I was
about to have a conversation with Chris. I
said, "Chris?" And Josh said, "No. It's Josh."
So I hung up.
black, and he replied "no." That's how
cool he is... His hair looks dyed but
it isn't.