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"I don't really drink or smoke or "party", also I'm pretty busy these days.
someone just told me I look like the happiest..."
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Schools (Other):
city fuckin college
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Occupation:
student
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Affiliations:
Skull Raiders, Aerobics King, The Rooms, Top Banana, the wagon
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Hobbies and Interests:
obsessin', half steppin'. also photography, bicycling and making art, weird costumes
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Favorite Books:
derelict blossoms of death valley, all the mountains children, sunrise skull, beers in heaven, Le Chants de Maldoror, Been Down So Long it Looks Like Up To Me, The Struggle(Oscar Byers), Cherubs of the Depths
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Favorite Movies:
Ape Canyon, Star Crystal, Disco Dancer, Reflections of Evil, Poison, Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?, Careful!, Disco Dancer II Electric Vindaloo, Tanya's Island, The ABC of Sex Education for Trainables, Plague Dogs
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Favorite Music:
Lately: the germs, roxy music, eno, fred frith, robert frip, elliot smith. Always: Sun Ra, Sun City Girls, Last Exit, whatever else.
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Favorite TV Shows:
My TV doesn't really get what you could call reception, but I download stuff, some of it was made for TV. Look Around You (BBC), Strangers With Candy, The Family Guy, Aqua Teen Hunger Force
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About Me:
I don't really drink or smoke or "party", also I'm pretty busy these days.
someone just told me I look like the happiest person on earth. she apparently doesn't know me all that well, but I'm not about to argue.
everything is interesting to someone. people who take themselves to seriously usually get fucked. I STILL don't fart rainbows.
in japanese, there is "O" and then the relational form, "(W)O" just as there is "E" and the relational form, "HE". um, never mind...
http://www.fakemonster.com
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Who I Want to Meet:
Everybody.
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much liked me.
the bottoms? with all the LHL crew? we
tried to make a UFO...and the helium
tank..and the foil was too heavy....and
the guys in the car threw a bottle at
us...and then the other guys that
thought we were all hookers....that was
awesome !!!
name, once told me a story about
someone bringing a rock back from
india and then realizing it was a
flattened piece of bubblegum. that was
like 8 years ago, and for some reason
i think of it every time i see him.
"Repair! Repair!" He would make a nice addition to
your collection.
in the hospital after freak-of-the-week
pushed my face through my desktop at
work. he even brought me applesauce,
milkshakes and other things I could eat
through a straw. and he didn't even try
to suck off of my mophine drip.
(alright, I didn't have a drip, they
brought me pills, but it sounds better
ok?)
shit....i'm just obliged to say exactly
what yet. but it rules!
breakfast, i'm gonna fucking kill you.
stupid shit!
Franciscian. Noise band? You got
it! Dog lover? Yup! Dog "lover"?
Get the f outta town! He always knows
where the sweet sounds from way out
are. And he makes kick ass Halloween
things for the childrens. He's mucho!
more wretched hive of scum and
villiany. You must be cautious. Ahh,
my man Bread... he and I made
women weak in the knees huckin'
darts back in Kansas City. Good guy.
Great friend. Not so great bowler --
but, oh, the way he shines his balls.
is made of bread.
And he loves crack.
But more importantly, he has a great
dog.