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Interested In:
Friends, Activity Partners
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Member Since:
Apr 2003
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Hometown:
Inbetween Here and Nowhere
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Company:
www.isthatot.com
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Jurr's URL:
http://profiles.friendster.com/97343
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Occupation:
Definitely, Not! a Trust Fund.
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Affiliations:
Oscillators Anonymous-Klu Klux Klan-
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What I enjoy doing:
Drunk Girls and the Shit they say, WritingDownWords, Ridin Bikes, Japanese Bootie Bass, Playing Kraftwerk Songs on Acoustic Pianos
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Favorite Books:
Aparnas High School Diary-Theodor Seuss Geisel -Listen People i'm open for suggestion, Clockwork Orange(Anthony's writing is so perfect have you not read something so perfect)
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Favorite Movies:
Pretentious Art Films-The Professional-Wild Style-Trading Places-Born into Brothels-Muppet Movie-Any BollyWood
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Favorite Music:
Bring a Pair of Headphones and a Soft Pillow, All my HighSchool Mixtapes, Japanther, Vincent Gallo
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Favorite TV Shows:
Aqua Teen Hunger Force-Daily Show-Southpark-
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About Me:
I Like to watch people who watch people dance.
I can't stand Noise shows any longer.(I'm sorry I just can't do-it!)
I hate Cell Phones.
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Who I Want to Meet:
-scopata facile's
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You and Jurr can overcome any bumps on
the road.
Communication is, as they say, a two-way
street...
you into the sunlight
mischevious lil woodland imp with no
parents. Our relationship was one of
petulant antagonism. i was this benign
F.O.B straight from Indiana, i acclimated
quickly to my ragtag band of fringe low-
lifes, of which jerry was one. We had in
common, then underground hip-hop and
being weird dudes just beyond the
proximity of your average cali-n*gga. Its
been 10yrs since, i dont know shit about
this cat now, except from what i've culled
from friendster. I do know that we have
evolved into completely different "breeds"
of n*gga, albeit with quite similar
circumstances. We parallel on this art and
music ish, but i roll wit rah-rah bx+bklyn
cats, holler exclusively at video-hoes and
drink to the point of profound inebriation
damn ney everynight. jerry appears to be
woven quite seamlessly into the realm of
multi-culti eclectic-yay-area-art-world. We
linked up this past summer, briefly and
clinically removed from our specific
contexts. We're much co
I didn't think you'd eat that plum after i licked it
and put it back. Luckily, I caught you when you
nearly fainted. You told me your name was
Marshall, I guess you were just embarassed. It
must have been at least two years before I ran into
you again at Everett & Jone's BBQ on San Pablo. I
was playing air guitar on the food bar thing (it's not
often that they play Led Zepplin IV on rotation).
You walked in with this big spinning wheel thing
stapled to your cowboy boots, balancing a 6 foot
stack of yellow papers in one palm like you were
the cat in the hat. I remember you were there
promoting your aura reading/chess turnament at
the downtown Oakland YMCA. I was like 'whoa, this
cat is far out.' Yeah, that was rite after I quit my job
as an airplane mechanic to do birthday party
entertainment. I was working a saturday gig on
the penisula on the day of your turnament; I alway
wondered what