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Le Freak C'ést Chic

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About Me


Prepare for a generalization:
I am a dynamic figure, often seen scaling walls and crushing ice. I have been known to remodel train stations on my lunch breaks, making them more efficient in the area of heat retention. I translate ethnic slurs for Cuban refugees, I write award-winning operas. Occasionally, I tread water for three days in a row.
I cook Thirty-Minute Brownies in twenty minutes. I am an expert in stucco, a veteran of love, and an outlaw in Peru. Using only a hoe and a large glass of water, I once single-handedly defended a small village in the Amazon Basin from a horde of ferocious army ants. I play bluegrass cello, I was scouted by the Mets, I am the subject of numerous documentaries.
When I'm bored, I build large suspension bridges in my yard. I enjoy urban hang gliding. On Wednesdays, after school, I repair electrical appliances free of charge. I am an abstract artist, a concrete analyst, and a ruthless bookie. Critics worldwide swoon over my original line of corduroy evening wear. I don't perspire. I am a private citizen, yet I receive fan mail.
I have been caller number nine and have won the weekend passes. Last summer I toured New Jersey with a traveling centrifugal-force demonstration. I bat .400. My deft floral arrangements have earned me fame in international botany circles. Children trust me. I can hurl tennis rackets at small moving objects with deadly accuracy. I once read Paradise Lost, Moby Dick, and David Copperfield in one day and still had time to refurbish an entire dining room that evening.
I know the exact location of every food item in the supermarket. I have performed several covert operations for the CIA. I sleep once a week; when I do sleep, I sleep in a chair. While on vacation in Canada, I successfully negotiated with a group of terrorists who had seized a small bakery. The laws of physics do not apply to me. I balance, I weave, I dodge, I frolic, and my bills are all paid. On weekends, to let off steam, I participate in full-contact origami.
Years ago I discovered the meaning of life but forgot to write it down. I have made extraordinary four course meals using only a toaster oven. I breed prizewinning clams. I have won bullfights in San Juan, cliff-diving competitions in Sri Lanka, and spelling bees at the Kremlin. I have played Hamlet, I have performed open-heart surgery, and I have spoken with Elvis.
But have I not yet met you?
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Check out my blog. That's where I post my sketches, thoughts, photography, writing, etc, etc. I'm not the typical myspacer in that I post blogs almost daily.
Daniela --
[noun]:
A level headed person who always makes the wrong decision
QuizGalaxy.com
How I made my profile:
I used Dave & Jay's amazing myspace editor .

My Interests

I'd like to meet:


Willy Nelson ~ Joan Jett ~ Dave Grohl ~ Jack Johnson ~ the cast of Miami Inked ~ James Franco ~ Angelina Jolie ~ Christina Ricci ~ Juan Mann ~ your mother

My Blog

Wide-eyed

off-puttingmy thoughts, rendered audible, slip swiftly from my throatit is perceived from your heavy starethat my words are of substantial notethe room quickly grows quietas all and sundry become awar...
Posted by on Mon, 10 Dec 2007 17:06:00 GMT

Fated For A Friend

An AffinityWe are architects of everything,each nugatory article we see.We spend days perfecting peaks & pinnacles,and hours fine-tuning every sprouting tree.We'll contend with any obstacle,my second ...
Posted by on Wed, 19 Sep 2007 22:22:00 GMT

Buoy up, Baby... I have just the thing...

Back Rubsinterchange:his mind in mine,and mine inside of histiptoeing as to not disturbhis contemplative cognitive fizzI surrender:to his digitsto his caressing finger tipsdire memories quickly wane a...
Posted by on Mon, 10 Sep 2007 19:28:00 GMT

Gay Bar

Cyanide & Happiness @ Explosm.net
Posted by on Sun, 02 Sep 2007 08:05:00 GMT

Missing Your**** Manual?

Instructions Give up the world; give up self; finally, give up God.Find god in rhododendrons and rocks,passers-by, your cat.Pare your beliefs, your absolutes.Make it simple; make it clean.No carry-on ...
Posted by on Wed, 29 Aug 2007 18:49:00 GMT

Tempo Di Interrogazione

Duped. Deluded. Diiddled.what's convenient?what's suitable?what is fitting for this affair?should I pretendwhen I'm at wit's endthat I don't own a single care?what do you like?what do you need?what's ...
Posted by on Sun, 26 Aug 2007 20:48:00 GMT

Jettison Your Judgment

Moment's Musingsuffering swellsI can't controlthe blinking of my eyesthey throb and achemy temples quakewith each uneasy, batting sighI stroke my thoughts"slow down, relax"coaxing them into a calmI ro...
Posted by on Thu, 16 Aug 2007 10:39:00 GMT

The Trouble With Dani

What They All Saylittle sister: yup, that's mepat my head, tell me I'm sweetwatch out for me, cause you'll always "care"then laugh me off and mess up my hairbut several drinks laterit's to hell with f...
Posted by on Mon, 13 Aug 2007 08:21:00 GMT

For Sale

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Posted by on Fri, 13 Jul 2007 22:00:00 GMT

Holiday

When It Rains On Holidaytouching time and bending spoonswe're whisking air and speaking truthsfloaty tresses filter the bubbly lightrays shine through to impede our sightso we'll slip on shades of pin...
Posted by on Thu, 12 Jul 2007 23:16:00 GMT