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N. U. Brunswick

I am here for Dating, Serious Relationships and Friends

About Me


I am the antithesis of cool, though I will admit I'm not quite sure what the word antithesis means. I've got a closet full of old sweaters that fit just right. I am on a strict diet of Grease Truck food and McCormick's Pabst Blue Ribbon on tap, though every now and then I go to that vegetarian place. Not because I'm a vegetarian, but cause someone told me they sometimes play Le Tigre on the stereo. I collect records religously, and I talk about the rare ones every chance I get. I'm proud of how cool I am, but I'm not JUST cool. I'm also a whole bunch of buzzwords used in place of the word cool.I am totally moving to Williamsburg really soon.

My Interests

Looking down on College Boys, Trying to fuck College Girls, Parties, Selling myself for rent money at "the Wall", being metrosexual (yeah right! that's so last year), Reading books in public, Being damned proud of my Exit number on the NJ Turnpike, and playing in my band (which is NOT emo thank you very much).

I'd like to meet:

Are you kidding! This is New Brunswick, you should want to meet me. Seriously.

Music:

Bands with long names, Bands named after Smiths songs, Bands with three initials for a name, and bands whose name ends in...

Movies:

Donnie Darko, Donnie Darko, Donnie Darko, Donnie Darko, Donnie Darko, Donnie Darko, Donnie Darko, Donnie Darko, Donnie Darko, Donnie Darko, Donnie Darko, Donnie Darko, Donnie Darko, Donnie Darko, Donnie Darko, Donnie Darko, Donnie Darko

Books:

Dude, I read the fuck out of Bukowski.

Heroes:

Lou Reed. Not so much for the great music he made, but the period after he started to suck. He just kind of showed up wherever, and people were like "Hey, it's Lou!" and he was like "Fuck you man, buy me dinner." and they did. And even though he has pumped out turd after turd for the last 25 years or so, nobody says it to his face, and if they do he punches them (take THAT David Bowie and Lester Bangs!). Lou Reed is living proof that it's not what you do it's who you know. Or at least what you used to do and who you pretend to know.