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Interested In:
Friends, Activity Partners
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Member Since:
Mar 2003
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Hometown:
Great Falls, Va.
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Paul's URL:
http://profiles.friendster.com/69798
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Schools:
Langley High, Attended 1991 - 1994, Class of 1994
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College/University:
Webster University, Attended 1996 - 2000, Class of 2000, Bachelor's Degree, Film Production
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Occupation:
Filmmaker, Freelance Editing
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What I enjoy doing:
Books, film, comics, music, DJing
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Favorite Books:
High Fidely, About a Boy, Jurassic Park, Eaters of the Dead, Watchmen, House of Leaves
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Favorite Movies:
Until the End of the World, Bowling for Columbine, Pi, Blair Witch Project, The Others, Nausicaa, Spirited Away, James Bond, U2 Rattle and Hum, Hate, MASH
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Favorite Music:
U2, Aphex Twin, Pixies, Daft Punk, David Bowie, Brian Eno, Basement Jaxx, Elvis Presley, Underworld, The Streets, Velvet Underground, Cream, Zwan, Smashing Pumpkins, Pog and the Church of Sound, Nirvana, The Smiths, Nada Surf, Chemical Brothers, Squarepusher, Mike Milosh
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Favorite TV Shows:
Scrubs, Friends, ER, Star Trek, Twilight Zone, Powerpuff Girls, Home Movies, Magnum P. I.
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Zodiac Sign:
Virgo
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About Me:
Well i guess there's not much else to say. I'm currently
working in as a freelance film editor in LA, while
producing my own independant projects on the side.
Currently Co-directing a project with my girlfriend,
who always pushes me to do my best work.
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Who I Want to Meet:
Well i guess people in the film community. Old friends too, i know your out there, drop
a line.
line to say hi.
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Sorry i didn't get to say bye. You know,
people, places, yatta yatta.
but you aren't who you think you are.
You see, when I was young, very
VERY young, I met a man named
Ron Jeremy. Your parents, and they
ARE your parents, don't get me
wrong- anyone that loved and cared
for you as much as they did certainly
earned that title- asked me and Ron
to wait until you were old enough to
handle it. Well, little man, I think you
are ready to understand how
complicated life can be and why
sometimes we have to make hard
decisions. Not a day has gone by
since the day you were born that I
haven't thought of you. And I have
never been prouder of you than
now; even when you showed me
how you can lick your own eyebrows
or when you showed me your toilet
cam or when you invented that new
kind of cheese. You remind me so
much of your father. I love you, son.
remember the night I proposed to
Lindsay and you came running in
asking, "Am I too late?!" I'm wondering
now if I didn't make the wrong decision.
Paul, you had me at "Am". I miss that
sweet, fuzzy tummy of yours. I could
really use one of your
patented 'backrubs' right about now.
Mmmm. Grrrrroooww!
Paul's spinal meningitis.
neither of us knew how we got there, we had
been in a Rubber kid pool playing marco polo;
he splashed water in my eyes and next thing
we knew we were in this frigging cave. So,
we're trapped...and Naj turns to me and says,
"Sash, this is your fault.", and i say, " F U Naj!,
You always say that! " And he says, "Well,
.....it's always your fault"...and i say, "i'm not
talking to you anymore", and he says, "FINE!"
We're still in that cave right now......at least we
have the internet so we can write testimonials
about each other. It's really not so bad. "Hey
Naj, pass the fritos!"
and apparently i was some sort of
badass. and you know what? even though
he didn't turn out to be british, i'd
save him again. you know why? cause
he's totally save-worthy. and i'm glad
he's my friend. i don't run around
saving just anybody, so i think that
speaks pretty highly of paul.
yes, yes it does.
that i love him...i love him long time!
that we beheld the accomplishment
of our toils. For months we had
labored to build the artificial man --
the "Golem", as Paul called it -- from
a combination of materials: clay,
blood, human excrement, and
various totems of our enemies
(strands of hair, scraps of clothing).
Then, as I invoked the dark forces
with my chanting, Paul used a
ceremonial "instrument (in actuality,
a rusty absinthe spoon that we had
lying around following one of our
many drunken parties) to carve the
ancient Hebrew symbol for Life into
the forehead of the towering, 25-foot
tall creature. It was already one in the
morning; the rain pattered dismally
against the panes, and my candle
was nearly burnt out. Now, in the
glimmer of the half-extinguished
light, I saw the dull yellow eye of the
creature open; it breathed hard, and
a convulsive motion agitated its
limbs. Then it turned its face to us,
and we could both clearly see that it
was insane. Perhaps we had erred
in our construction of the beast;
perhaps it was maddened from
being thrust into this world by its
hideous birth. Regardless, the
abomination was clearly ready to
wreak havoc and destruction; not
only on those who opposed us, but
on the very fabric of being itself.
Then, as the Golem's mouth opened
and a dreadful, soul-wrenching roar
emitted from its lips, the sound rising
up like the end of the world, Paul and
I looked at each other and at the
same time we were both like:
"Awesome.
beautiful - inside and out. Talk about
someone who knows how to have a good
time. The party is with Paul
about Paul that hasn't already been
said, except for this. He's
BRILLIANT. You have to get to know
him. Now! What are you waiting for??