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"i am a bottomless pit of dissatisfaction just waiting to
have one too many drinks and puke up sadness all over your..."
More about Julie Lauren
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Occupation:
graduate student/ dilettante
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Hobbies and Interests:
pop culture, politics, theory, subculture, icons, idealism, conspiracies, slippery sliding, drinking to oblivion.
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Favorite Books:
The Museum of Unconditional Surrender, Geek Love, The Rachel Papers, Two Serious Ladies, Another Country, Edie: An American Biography, Please Kill Me, Women In Love, The Revolution of Everyday Life, and too much theory- god, so much theory
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Favorite Movies:
Some favorites: The Royal Tenenbaums, The Last Picture Show, Network, Fallen Angels, Over the Edge, La Jetee, Blue Velvet, Heathers, The Big Lebowski, Hiroshima Mon Amour, Chinatown, The Warriors, and Weekend at Bernie's.
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Favorite Music:
insert list that will impress a large amount of people while using a small amount of space here.
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Favorite TV Shows:
Oz, Six Feet Under, Buffy, Melrose Place, Queer As Folk, Curb Your Enthusiasm, Dating Shows (bring on the pathos...and tits!), Freaks and Geeks, Twin Peaks, Fawlty Towers, E.R, The O.C., HSN's Collectible Doll Show (creepiest show ever. ever.)
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About Me:
i am a bottomless pit of dissatisfaction just waiting to
have one too many drinks and puke up sadness all over your
shoes. however, if i calculate it right and remember to eat
solid foods, i might only get drunk enough to be really,
really easy. are you the gambling kind? call me.
also- i'm really awesome at Trivial Pursuit and Rummy.
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Who I Want to Meet:
this is important.
when the nuclear apocalypse hits and the two of us are
stuck together in some kind of subterranean bunker for a
minimum of twenty-five years(thank god for friendster, huh?
you could have totally been stuck scratching at your
radiation itches with that cunty ex of yours), you had
better not give me any shit when I suggest that we start
a "Flowers in the Attic" RPG to pass the time.
P.S. you also better have invented a filtering system that
turns piss into booze. maybe start working on that now.
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since we met: first names,
astrological signs, winter flings,
dinners, jackets. so much, in fact,
that it's really almost amazing that we
did not morph into one half-blonde,
half-brunette being with an undeniable
hankering for icecream. i think,
perhaps, what saved our autonomy in the
end was geography and geography alone.
i mean, how could i brush the left half
of my hair if it was all the way in
effing c a l i f o r n i a ?
bangtail city? our mothers used to
play bridge together.
we are romantics at heart. TELL NO ONE.
many cigarettes, but I can still talk
you under the table way.' When she
gets instense about something (which
is quite often)her face and neck turn
a light raspberry hue. I like
raspberries. It's great when people
care about things. In all, Julie is a
shorter cooler version of myself, and
aren't we all searching for empathy.
Julie would never cross strike lines
either so she also works on socio-
political level.
the chair Kobe style in that hotel room?
Oh wait, how could you? What, with all
that Rohypnol...
want her back, damnit! I always looked
forward to hearing Julie's crazy &
hilarious stories when I went out. She
was like my storytellin' Grandpa, only
a lot more stylish and a lot better
looking. I miss you! <3
witt shehan ever had a brown, lil'
island boy baby faggot, it would be
yrs truly... these two sluts made me
into the flaming, neurotic, confident,
socially aware, sexual, and all around
fucked up individual i am today...
sluts are the only women i have
respect for...
i love you julie damage, thanks for
the, well, if i had any brain cells
left, i would say memories...
fill the "shoes" of julie Vic. its auditioned many
a booty, but to no avail. for the love of god,
julie - hook a couch up!