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"I try to write like either tonguing a clavicle or a punch
in the cunt.
At seventy, I hope to be sitting on a porch with..."
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Schools (Other):
Tandem Friends School
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College/University:
College of William and Mary, Attended 2002 - Present, Class of 2006, Bachelor's Degree, Literary and Cultural Studies & English double-major
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Occupation:
snuff film director/writer/producer
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Hobbies and Interests:
urban spleunking, pomegranates, fake blood, the quai, pirates, Victorians, creme brulle, guns, absinthe, Malaga, zoos, polaroids, silent film, the desert, trains, pastrymaking, being naked, great danes, going out on dates, Hieronymous Bosch
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Favorite Books:
'Amnesiascope' by Steve Erickson, 'Sock Monkey' by Tony Millionaire, 'Alice in Wonderland' by Lewis Carroll, 'Frankenstein' by Mary Shelley, 'Written on the Body' by Jeanette Winterson, 'Nine Stories, ' by J.D. Salinger
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Favorite Movies:
Donnie Darko, Following, Pulp Fiction, Adele H., Trainspotting, Annie Hall, Pi, Lolita (Kubrick), All About My Mother, Chloe in the Afternoon, 28 Days Later, Cemetery Man
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Favorite Music:
Johnny Cash, The Flaming Lips, Big Mama Thornton, John Lee Hooker, My Bloody Valentine, Blind Willie McTell, The Cure, The Damned, Blonde Redhead, Snakefarm, Boards of Canada, Robert Johnson
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Favorite TV Shows:
Family Guy, Ren and Stimpy, Jem and the Holograms
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About Me:
I try to write like either tonguing a clavicle or a punch
in the cunt.
At seventy, I hope to be sitting on a porch with several
hound dogs, some Pabst, and a bag of tobacco, muttering
incoherent threatening slurs and gesturing wildly with a
shotgun.
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Who I Want to Meet:
Ted Hughes.
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months, she was wearing black lingerie
and i was wearing strips of fabric
tied around and we kissed and it was
beautiful! jess and i will both be
reincarnated as caramel-colored cats
where we will bathe in milk and live
in Cairo.
innocent little girl hiding viciously
dirty thoughts behind the most
beautiful eyes you could ever gaze
into. Jess could clean a toilet and
not only make it look incredibly hot,
she could make you wanna do it too. We
are all vulnerable to her charm; even
the most detached hipsters wilt when
Jess walks by. She will sink her claws
into you, and you will love it. Then
you wake up one day and realize you
love her. Especially after making
apple-pear-whatever fruits we could
find bread. I will miss Jess terribly
when I leave Williamsburg. But I hope
to see her many times in the future.
And then live together as decadent
socialites in Cologne. It will be
fantastic.
with our girlfriends this week. we
happened to be hanging out and saw on
the computer o' mine that liquor and
lingerie is happening. we live 4 hrs
away. we're coming.
jess in malaga spain this summer. the
second day we went to the beach and
checked out topless girls. i really
don't know who to thank for the
friendship I have with jess. i'll
start with JD, though, the burly black
counselor that made us call home when
we were caught kissing at summer camp
some 6 years ago. no fake. the rest of
our time spent going to goth clubs, me
asking her dad to borrow his
underwear, and her introducing me to
the postal service. despite what she
says, she is more clever than i ( and
my parents want to have her babes).
and we are going to get bannana
milkshakes and then she is going to go
down on me in the back of her car. I
can't stop thinking about it....oh
sorry...i was just thinking about
jess...and uh...oh shit I did it
again...sorry, i cannot continue to
gush about how clever and witty and
goddamned sexy our little sex kitten
is because i have to um go...um...uh
think about jess in private.
Jess Generalissima and give here shiny leather
boots to wear as symbols of her power and
hotness. However, even sans title and boots
Jess is both hot and powerful. She is always
very very awesome.
one time we tried to make chocolate
covered strawberries but ended up in a
makeout closet with two other girls
instead. that sort of thing happens
when jess is around.
anytime. i wonder if she'll be a groupie for my
band...