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pabst whore

I am here for Friends and Networking

About Me

I just graduated from the film program at Eastern Washington University, and I'm not as cool as I think I am. Ask anyone and they'll agree. I guess that makes a me a director/writer/producer/editor/server/barista. Not everyone gets my movies or really enjoys them, but what the hell do I care(this is cliché for artists to say). I'm a social butterfly, I mean a manly bee, that likes to crack jokes and have fun with unknowns and friends over a drink or something of that sort. I want to give every emo kid a puppy and a tickle party. That last part doesn't make me gay, or does it?

My Interests

coffee(americano), film(you probably haven't seem them), cooking(ethnic mainly), art(obnoxious), drinking(much), origami(new to the sport), snowboarding(pretty okay), anything outdoors(mountain man), dancing(poorly), socializing(A+), fishing(anything), skeet skeet skeet shooting(badassss), and glasses on women(I'm a sucker), watching movies by myself(people talking ruins it). All of these apply, but in no particular order.

I'd like to meet:

Johnny Cash and James Dean over a bottle of Jack or Jim. Ooops. Damn. Anyone who is fun, or at least seems like it. I want Amy Winehouse and Regina Spektor to seduce me in real life, while they sing to me. What the fuck!!! All these people check out my site and no one wants to be my friend. Sad, sad. Cobain, Cobain.

Music:

Hip hop, Amy Winehouse, Regina Spektor, Jack Johnson and Johnny Cash. 'nuf said.

Movies:

To many to list. Film major, go figure... THIS IS ONE OF MY VERY FIRST MOVIES. ENJOY. width="425" height="350" ...... width="425" height="350" .. ..

Television:

I don't have one.

Books:

Anything by Shel Silverstein. Steinbeck. Some Hemingway. Kauffman. Kelly. Brukowski.

Heroes:

My little brother, Tim Giesa, my best friends, and Smokey "that muthafucka started the fire" the Bear.

My Blog

to all of you.

Dear Blogdar,A year has passed in my life, once again leading to the addition of yet another number to my age. This is why I write to you. My friends are all the shit! I see myself as being one of the...
Posted by pabst whore on Sat, 02 Jun 2007 02:11:00 PST

What is love? Baby don't hurt me! No more.

Dear blogdar, I fell in love today, but not just with anyone, she's a something. For, I have declared her to be a she. She tickles my tongue as she leaves a unique aftertaste. No, Big D, she's not liq...
Posted by pabst whore on Mon, 31 Jul 2006 07:56:00 PST

deep shit

I just got told probably the best advice from a person who is much younger than me. He told be to just be honest about things with others, and you'll be true to yourself and how you feel. If you're re...
Posted by pabst whore on Wed, 05 Apr 2006 01:21:00 PST

And the list goes on

What the fuck is it about all these people being taller than me. Honsetly I felt quite average until lately. You know what fuck you 5'10" plus muther fuckers. Fuck these people in bands that act soo g...
Posted by pabst whore on Thu, 09 Mar 2006 11:42:00 PST

Let me give you a hand....In your mouth.

-i want to put my hands in your mouth. -My mouth? -Yes, your mouth. -Why my mouth? -Because....I want to put my hands in your mouth, your mouth, your mouth. -Seriously, Jed why would any one wan...
Posted by pabst whore on Mon, 13 Feb 2006 12:08:00 PST

What is fear

Pitbulls, women, tests, academic failure, not achieving others people's expectations, gun point, hate, schools, rejection, failure, large breasts, insecurities of other, fighting, losing that one.
Posted by pabst whore on Mon, 06 Feb 2006 11:09:00 PST

one more day, you bad mothasucka

Dear blogladar, Fuck shit damn cock ass poop. Man I just cant stand finals.
Posted by pabst whore on Wed, 07 Dec 2005 07:58:00 PST

temper, temper

How far should you let someone test you before you get even. My reason is that i am there, so test me. I am not looking for someone to relate, so do not post an opinion. Just take it into personal c...
Posted by pabst whore on Fri, 11 Nov 2005 12:23:00 PST

Laguna

Dear blogdar, well let me tell you about my day. First I took curlers out of my hair, then cried. I got in the shower, and cried. Why is it Every time I realize that Kristen and I can't be together...
Posted by pabst whore on Wed, 02 Nov 2005 10:52:00 PST

fuck your hanky

Dera Blogdar, the other night I was at a bar, I mean library, and a guy pulled out my Handkerchief. He began to fold it in such a fashion, EMO, then handed it back to me and said,"there, now hyou hav...
Posted by pabst whore on Thu, 27 Oct 2005 11:37:00 PST