Peter Pope

Richardson H.S., Vassar College

The Pontiff (Lite)

Driving my karma and walking my dogma, swimming through my family fortune, paying back my student loans in "unique" ways, flashing my boobs for beads whether it's Mardi Gras or not, making the profrane sacred

Fun with Dick and Jane, Nobody Poops But You, Cliff's Notes on the Kama Sutra

Debbie Does Discovery Zone

Anything featured on the Atari game system, the pop stylings of Kermit the Frog, Jennifer Lopez (Cartman's handpuppet on South Park), nothing BUT rap and country

I don't watch televis-- Okay, I couldn't keep a straight face on that one.

I think I'm easily summed up in the words of Abraham Lincoln: "It has been my experience that folks who have no vices have very few virtues."

I'm also quite sassy. If you're in the market for a sassy gay black friend, I'm your man.

I'm a displaced cog in the entertainment industry machine. In other words, I lost my entry-level position when the cable network I worked for laid off a crap load of people. I took a job as a paralegal, left to freelance, then went back because I suck at freelancing. And now I'm applying to business school.

In July, I'll be moving back to Dallas for a few months to concentrate on my GMATs and applications. The plan is to not stay in Dallas for more than 4 months. After that, I have no idea where I want to go. I used to want to live in L.A., but I fear I've become far too grumpy. So I'll probably end up back in NYC. Maybe not immediately, though, so if you're in SF, Boston, Austin or some other fab place, I could be coming your way.

I recently ended a four-year relationship, so my nights are spent crying into a tub of Haagen Daaz, watching foreign romance films, and cursing god for relegating me to a life filled with loneliness and heartache. Only, you know, not really.

What else? I like to read, watch TV and movies, roast weinies and sing old Negro spirituals...

Things that might be important to you: I am a homosexual. I am an Aquarius. I don't really like seafood, and, consequently, I hate sushi. I don't work out. I am not obsessed with the size of my penis or my pecs. However, I do obsess over the size of my ass. I hate most outdoor activities, even the ones that allow me to remain sedentary. I like meeting people who only know my name and voice (e.g., prospective employers) and noting the barely hidden shock on their faces when they learn I'm not white. It's been happening for years, and it has yet to lose its entertainment value. I love really stupid shows like "Charmed" and "All My Children". I drink like a fish.

I want a man with a slow hand... Other gay guys named Peter... Erica Kane... Jordan Catalano... Isaac Mizrahi. I told him once that I thought he was hot. A few months later, I was supposed to work on his show. But then I got laid off. Coincidence? (True story, by the way.)

More friends would be good. Though the friends I have might say that I neglect them. I'm getting better. Promise.

If you like wine tastings, that's a plus. In general, I like most people, so don't be afraid to say "hey." Although, I gotta tell ya, kinda bitchy, snarky, and/or goofy people are great. And if you can introduce me to a rich, Jewish doctor who will buy me a house in the Hamptons, you'll be my friend forever.