joined on 01/29/04
last updated 11/28/05
May 4, 2005
To sum it up this Bitch is tops.
We met at a dinner party and from the get go I knew this chickadee was a keeper. When in a room full of new friends I turn on the tube, only to blast the porn I had been watching earlier. Not only she was the first to laugh, but was the first to congratulate me.
*now* that’s a woman
mmmhm.
May 1, 2005
Woman, hot, yearning
Full of beauty, adventure
Everlasting fire.......
February 11, 2004
Great Balls of Fire! She's one hot tamale. Solid to the core. Speaks her mind. Driven by passion and stimulation. Unbelievably intelligent and one hell of a storyteller. I miss your stories, New Orleans, laughing hysterically, and poking fun of ignorant boy toys.
A friend for this lifetime and many more...
February 2, 2004
this kick-ass dirty little bitch is old school, yo. back from south america, ay chica, she is hot hot hot. sexy, real, fabulous. man, our timing sucks.
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about me
Pretty good human, seeking other good humans, plus knowledge, enlightenment, self-awareness, shifting paradigms, maybe a little revolution; adventure, adrenaline, good food and great cocktails. If you are or can provide any of the above, please hit me up.
So I stole this from a fellow tribe user, but definitely my choice Photoshop work for the week.
Austin Yeooooowwwwwwww
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Greetings friends, fans and lovers... Bento and I have just landed in Austin, TX! WOO-HOO!!! Look out cowboys, the California DLBs have arrived!!!
We're about to crack the Don Julio to celebrate, but first we'd like to take a moment to thank ou...
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For Now
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Leaving tomorrow with heavy bags and a heavier sadness. Everything's so fucking uncertain. But you are my home, and I can't stay away long.
Kisses from a silent, windswept highway, somewhere Shit in the Middle of NoWhere,
L.
ThanksGiving
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I am getting ready to start over. Again. And again. And again.
Monday morning, Bento and I hop into my silver Honda and set sail into the wide, blue yonder. I don't when I'll be back.
I thought the last 4 months had died inside me, wrapped ...
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Memory Factory
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What happens when moments deflate, disolve, become flattened into 2 dimensions? Once they surrounded me at all sides, pressed down on me, lifted me up, breathed me in as I gobbled them up. Twirled 'em around my fingers, massaged 'em into my hair, ...
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Thu, December 15, 2005 - 3:33 PM
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Greetings friends, fans and lovers... Bento and I have just landed in Austin, TX! WOO-HOO!!! Look out cowboys, the California DLBs have arrived!!!
We're about to crack the Don Julio to celebrate, but first we'd like to take a moment to thank our sponsors:
Ms Justin Credible, for providing the kick ass soundtrack that rocks us through a billion restless miles,
Solar, for telling me it'll ALL be 'aight after witnessing my first desert sunset and sunrise. (You were right).
And Mel, for ...
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Fri, December 2, 2005 - 2:39 PM
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Leaving tomorrow with heavy bags and a heavier sadness. Everything's so fucking uncertain. But you are my home, and I can't stay away long.
Kisses from a silent, windswept highway, somewhere Shit in the Middle of NoWhere,
L.
Mon, November 28, 2005 - 12:39 AM
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I am getting ready to start over. Again. And again. And again.
Monday morning, Bento and I hop into my silver Honda and set sail into the wide, blue yonder. I don't when I'll be back.
I thought the last 4 months had died inside me, wrapped up tight, resigned to abortive forgetfulness inside dusty scrapbooks, but this morning, I caught Nuno on Messenger. Interaction in *Real Time* - fuck YEAH!
My beautiful friend with soft, fishy lips and wise, baby eyes, my favorite soul in Portuga...
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Sat, November 26, 2005 - 10:10 AM
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What happens when moments deflate, disolve, become flattened into 2 dimensions? Once they surrounded me at all sides, pressed down on me, lifted me up, breathed me in as I gobbled them up. Twirled 'em around my fingers, massaged 'em into my hair, tasted 'em with eager, frantic tongue in a 120-day sensational orgy.
Four months, four lovers, a thousand friends, 6,000 miles, a lingering trail of infinite moments, twirled around the other in pink, fleshy ribbons - separated, hacked, pressed a...
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Thu, November 24, 2005 - 12:19 PM
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Word Freaks,
! * POLITICS * !,
!! Electronic Musika !!,
!! Mission Folks~ this is the barrio!!~,
!Majestic Mexico!,
((dancing)),
80s Whores,
A COUCH TO SURF!,
A Guide to The Great Outdoors,
amsterdam,
Backpackers,
Bay Area Hiking!,
Beer Snobs,
Beyond Anybody But Bush,
Bike,
Chile,
Corporate Media Watch,
Culture Jamming,
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Drunk in New Orleans,
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