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Name: Handsome Lars
Country: United States
State: New York
Metro: Brooklyn
Birthday: 11/23/1987
Gender: Male
Interests: existentialism, satire, humor, long walks while listening to Elliott Smith, the human condition, and being the center of attention whenever humanly possible
Expertise: jumping to conclusions, acting without thinking, regretting my past, torturing myself, shouting at the night, freestyle interpretive dance
Occupation: Government
Industry: Hospitality
Message: message me
AIM:  HappyBdayGramma
Member Since:
1/13/2003
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| no me gustas, pero te amo
parece que siempre estas en mi mente
oh oh oh me tratas mal, te amo como loco
me tienes en tus manos (me tienes en tus manos)
me tienes en tus manos (me tienes en tus manos), nena
no te quiero, pero te necesito
no quiero besarte, lo necesito
oh oh oh me haces maldades, mi amor es fuerto
me tienes en tus manos (me tienes en tus manos)
me tienes en tus manos (me tienes en tus manos)
no quiero dejarte, no quiero quedarme
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| i think i'm drowning
i used to be afraid of drowning more than anything else
but now i click on my face in cyberspace the only place
and there's nothing there
the best option
would be underwater
where no one can hear me scream
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| I think the primary reason why I've always disliked "I love you" is because I was afraid I'd be unable to stand the pain when the person I love decides to not say it back to me.
I was right.
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| Heyyy! It's me! Back from the dead!
Though more like procrastinating from doing my work even though I literally have no time to do so.
I still have about 20 pages to write by 1 pm and it is nearly 11 am right now, but I was looking through my Firefox bookmarks and saw my Xanga page. That, combined with the fact that both my cuz and HB are still writing in their pages for some reason, I figure, why the hell not. It's been nearly four months since I last wrote in here. Let's keep it rollin'.
So, ch-ch-ch-changes since July:
After a long and absolutely horrendous process (mostly thanks to Adam's mom), Christopher, Danny, Adam, and I now have an apartment in Brooklyn! It costs us a pretty penny to maintain and I do the vast majority of the housework, but we're mostly pretty happy with our arrangement here. No huge fights so far and we usually have a good time playing video games or fuckin' around. Plus, George is a regular fixture here so he's practically the fifth roommate.
Lilah, the girl who was driving me to insanity? Now my girlfriend.
She is Michelle to me and we started dating on the tail end of August. We initially had an open relationship, but we closed it soon enough and for the last two months, we've been pretty happy. There have been a few fights, a near break-up or two, but I'm really happy with her. And I hope she's really happy with me.
The shooting for my thesis film begins this Friday. I'm scared shitless. My final draft of the script hasn't been approved yet and I don't have any rehearsals scheduled with my three female actors (My two leads are George and Chris) and there's a LOT of money riding on this. So yeah, worried. Those 20 pages are for my Screenwriting 3 class where I have to submit about 10 pages a week and I'm massively horrifyingly behind. Good thing the professor is lenient.
I am now taking Intermediate Ballroom Dance and it is kicking my ass. Lot of fun though as always.
Well, I should really get back to work. And by back to work, I mean eating then trying to type.
I should be back soon. Much love.
Gabe
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| I just spent five minutes being convinced by my mom to watch some movie called Lost Ocean. Which sounded kind of interesting, but not really my bag. Then I realized she was saying Lust Ocean and that sounded like an even worse idea since it appeared that my mom wanted to watch an erotic film with me. Then I finally realized that she was talking about Ang Lee's Lust, Caution. Which is still an erotic film, but hey, it's Ang Lee. I'll finally get to see Tony Leung's dong in the presence of my mother.
So yeah, July. Still jobless. Even worse in debt. Girl still plaguing me.
At least we found a fallback apartment for the fall. That's one big-ass weight off my mind.
Oh, June was good, bt dub. Went to a party that will truly live in infamy. I'm writing a script about it.
Year's half over. I still have time.
Later, gang.
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