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"After our trip to Vysehrad, we jumped on the tram instead of the Metro we had taken there. The tram is not as smooth of a..."
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Occupation:
France
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Zodiac Sign:
Gemini
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About Me:
After our trip to Vysehrad, we jumped on the tram instead of the Metro we had taken there. The tram is not as smooth of a ride as the metro -- and, because I have an aversion to touching things on public transit, even if it is the only way not to fall over, I almost fell over several times -- but it afforded a better view.
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Who I Want to Meet:
Marcel Proust, Marcello Mastroianni, Nancy Reagan, JFK, Joan Didion, Andy Warhol
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Michael's approval. But you know what
I say? Fuck Michael. I mean he likes
the movie The Dreamers. Let it be
known that The Dreamers was, to say
the least, a complete and utter sham.
Every considerable sexual scenario
except the much anticipated
homosexual hook-up. I made a slight but
biting
remark about people from Salt Lake
City once in Michael's presence, and
bless him for either not hearing me
or moving beyond it, because I lay
awake at nights wishing I hadn't said
such a thing. But if everyone from Salt
Lake City is even half the dynamic and
exotic individual that Michael is, then
shit, where the hell did I come from?
told everyone i know in the greater
inland empire area to find him, and
befriend him. what was most memorable
about the time we shared was the
in-depth analysis of friendster and its
larger commentary on society (in
addition to identifying our frienster
addictions with fulfilling mild
soft-porn viewing urges) as well as our
heated debate concerning acappella as a
musical genre (don't hate). i assume
that had i stayed at pitzer, michael and
i would have somehow found each other
and become fast friends. oh the bliss
that could have been.
once.. and i think it was later
deleted.. i dunno
drinking only out of the side of his
mouth. I went to the dentist and half
of my face is numb. I had to drink
out of only one side of my own mouth
and had the curious experience of what
it might feel like to be micheal owen
for 2 seconds. it felt very debonair.
your life is a painful and harrowing
process. but mark my words, batman, his
oil-painting eyes make you a better
person.
in one word: excess. He is
excessively handsome, excessively
brilliant, drinks to excess,
especially whiskey, his voice is
excessively beautiful... The fact
that he's going to Prague and I'm not
also makes me excessively jealous.
The Czech Republic is blissfully
unaware of the god who is about to
descend on it.
in 1976. I noticed immediately that he
was mouthing the words to all the
songs - no, not just the chorus of
Margaritaville like all the poseurs who
think they're real Parrotheads. So
after the concert I introduced myself,
and we discovered that we had something
else in common: we both had pet rocks
before it was even a thing. We decided
that our rocks should meet. We've been
solid as a rock ever since, man. You
know what they say - a rolling stone
gathers no moss!