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Interested In:
Just looking around
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Member Since:
Jun 2003
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Hometown:
Boston
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Alex's URL:
http://profiles.friendster.com/678159
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Schools:
Milton Academy, Attended 1988 - 1991, Class of 1991
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Occupation:
Pirate, Brand Consultant (sort of redundant)
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What I enjoy doing:
Swashbuckling, barrels of rum, sailing and ocean racing, reading, writing, cheating death.
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Favorite Books:
The Great Gatsby, The Sun Also Rises, Homage to Catalonia, Why Animals Mate, Literary Outlaw, Lolita, Delillo, Burroughs, Nathanael West, Joyce Cary, Conrad, Coetzee
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Favorite Movies:
1. Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid 2. Rushmore 3. Full Metal Jacket
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Favorite Music:
Bowie, Pixies (and their diaspora), Pavement, Kinks. Belle & Sebastian, Interpol, Cinerama, Granddaddy, Stereolab. Neil Young, Johnny Cash, VU. New Pornographers, Imperial Teen. Many of the The bands. Old skewl hip hop, surf music and bubblegum pop. Jigs.
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Favorite TV Shows:
Rich Girls
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About Me:
What I originally wrote here was a clever quip about letting others
speak for me. Guess what? Turns out all of my friends are lazy
fucks (present company excluded, of course) who can't take five minutes
out of their day to say something nice or even not so nice about me.
After all I've done for them, too. Go figure. So, in lieu of what would
surely be their unreserved gushing praise, I present one relatively
objective factoid about myself: with very few exceptions, no matter how
disastrous the outcome, my intentions were good.
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Who I Want to Meet:
Someone who wants to have drinks at a dive on Tuesday
evening. People who enjoy Scrabble, crosswords, backgammon, pool
and/or poker. Wes Anderson, Drew Barrymore, and Liz Phair so I can ask
her what the fuck happened. F. Scott Fitzgerald and Blackbeard.
Scallywags.
Anyone who clicked on the "Open Marriage" option
in their profile. Oh, wait, I meant everyone but those people.
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intelligent, giving man I have ever met.
I'm a very luck woman. I mean this very
earnestly, even if it is a tad puke-
inducing. sorry about that. btw, if are
now reading this and you did get a
project date our flatmate message (as
suggested by the testimonial below):
it's over, I won, you should regret that
you didn't & check your in box more
frequently.
because some stranger did "suggest a
match!" for you and him, and you're
all..."what?" Alex's roommates love him so
much, they are willing to burn the
midnight oil and search all over the
internet for girls he might like. Doesn't that
touch you at all? Well, also his roommates
are already in love with each other and are
probably bummed that they have to miss
out on the internet dating craze. I am here
to testify that Alex is a real live boy. He is
a Vicomte of a minor Duchy of Bloglandia, a
prep school boy, (remember "Class"? hot!),
and a yacht racer. I know this because
Joanna did "suggest a match" and the two
of us were game enough to actually meet
at an actual bar after dark and talk for
several hours. Now we're sort of friends
but we are still. both. totally. single. And I
have not woken up (yet) with a horse's
head in my bed or a seemingly unexplained
pregnancy and a bump on my head. Or
even that thing where you wake up in a
tub of ice with no kidneys and a phone
number to call. Try him, you might like him.
between a slut and a bitch? A slut will fuck
anyone, a bitch will fuck anyone but you. It's a
funny joke, to most people, the first few
times. Alex has been hearing me tell it since
we were sixteen. He still laughs. Not sure if
he's laughing at me, or the joke, but he still
laughs.
i hear he has a really long tongue. and
knows how to use it. yeah girls.