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"I can do pullups! I think maybe next I'll try ballet. I'm going to live to be 92 (yay genetics!) and I'm not afraid of being..."
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Schools (Other):
Polytechnic school, Rice university, UC Santa Cruz, Caltech SURF, Pasadena City College
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College/University:
University of California - Santa Cruz, Attended 2000 - 2002, Class of 2002, Other, English & American Lit
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Occupation:
Technical Support
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Affiliations:
Apple Specialists, Game Night Social Organization, Not A Clue
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Hobbies and Interests:
co-dependence, pull-ups, difficulty, depth, ridiculousness, honesty, the things imposed upon women (and men), killing the idea of cool, being ok
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Favorite Books:
life and death in shanghai, the diamond age, look back in anger, the years of rice and salt, minima moralia, the man in the high castle, the joy of cooking, douglas adams
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Favorite Movies:
hotel rwanda, the story of the weeping camel, shallow hal, shaun of the dead, napoleon dynamite, buckaroo banzai, eternal sunshine of the spotless mind, lost in translation, rat race, clueless, princess mononoke, chungking express, blade runner, the original buffy the vampire slayer, bowling for columbine
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Favorite Music:
bent, fannypack, goldfrapp, the postal service, allison krauss, orbital, james, the clash, the cars, new order, etta james, talking heads, massive attack, the flaming lips, a-ha!, everything but the girl remixes, morcheeba, beth orton, and I had a Van Halen phase once.
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Favorite TV Shows:
no more tv for me
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Zodiac Sign:
Pisces
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About Me:
I can do pullups! I think maybe next I'll try ballet. I'm going to live to be 92 (yay genetics!) and I'm not afraid of being old. I want to learn how to make things. I like real life better than the movies but I still harbor dreams of being a superhero. I'm tired of sitting in front of a computer all day. I prefer the part of my job that involves crawling around under people's desks and ripping the guts out of computers. I hate working nine to five. I hate people who compete for originality. And I hate people who go on about how cool they are and pretend to be humble.
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Who I Want to Meet:
Eddie Izzard, Tilda Swinton, The little black cat from FLCL, Nic Harcourt, girls who refuse to wear ridiculous shoes (come on people, if they hurt and you can't walk right in 'em...), people who can generally come up with more creative things to do than drinking, archers, taekwondoists, readers, people from other countries. Appealingly Androgynous people. Old classmates. Small furry things that aren't as complicated as people.
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long ago. But then I went and looked today, and
by golly I haven't. Son of a bitch.
Here goes...
One of the original gamers, it turns out Sylvie
Kaye Andrews has her own writing career. See
her homepage here:
http://www.sylviekaye.com/Bio.htm
From her own bio: " Her years of work experience
in manufacturing, as well as varied jobs in offices,
a store, a bank, to name a few, lent itself to
writing contemporary romances." Who knew the
five-dollar whore from Riverside had a heart of
gold?
I think we all did. I think we ALL did.
would break her neck on someone
else's chin, then blame it on a falling
tree.
think it a nickname of sorts. But if you
were one, and you thought this, you
would be wrong, dead wrong. 'Sly' was
more of a judgement on her personality.
She's crafty, that one.
of vanilla coca-cola, and thats really how
I feel about her.
cause they pop each other's blackheads. In
public. The rest of us can only pine for such
depths of intimacy.
on you when some part of your flesh is naked.
If you look at her sideways it looks like she
has no nose at all! weird! And her bugged-out
eyes are a little bit scary. But despite all the
hair on my dark clothes she is totally a dear--
in the morning when I am putting on my shoes
next to the bed she likes to flop on her back
and style my hair with her snaggly, snaggly
teeth.
feelings of loss or regret. Without her I'd be
resigned to a life of holey underpants,
terribly-fitting secondhand clothes, and
nowhere to hide the fact that I haven't been
able to dress myself all this time. She knows
exactly how to take my mind of the things
that are bothering me (even if it IS by means
of overt -- if subtle -- distraction with stories
of cute birdies that flew into the building and
had to be rescued.) Thanks for being such a
good sister, Sly!
PS: message from my ass: "Thanks for the
Viki's!"