Comments on: help me write my bio http://www.criticaldistance.net/2007/01/22/help-me-write-my-bio/ Thanks for visiting Critical Distance Media. Please feel free to explore the site and use the contact page for further inquiries... Fri, 17 Oct 2008 22:46:52 -0700 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0.1 By: Random??? http://www.criticaldistance.net/2007/01/22/help-me-write-my-bio/comment-page-1/#comment-30 Random??? Wed, 24 Jan 2007 09:03:01 +0000 http://www.criticaldistance.net/2007/01/22/help-me-write-my-bio/#comment-30 So Nancy drives a bunch of peeps out to Nanites one...my first AZ desert party ever...I am newly divorced and lacking in the friends area...well, Nancerz introduces us and before you know it, I have got a fifth of vodka in my system and we are startin' on the keg beer...I most of the night after that is a BLUR...except for a few key points...while you and i are stumbling around...me bump into Tiffe...then out comes this huge marker from my pocket...and Tiffe's eyes light up! i can see she wants it...the marker that is...and no way in hell I am gonna let that happen...so I decide to shove the marker in the last possible place I think Tiffe will dare to reach for...MY PANTS...boy was I wrong...she went right after it...then I am begging for you to help me fight her off...flash forward to You, Nancerz, Tiffe and me standing around talking about penis tricks...we end up in some bushed around the corner showing our whangs to a bunch of people and Tiffe is snapping pics...still to this day have yet to see the pics..flash forward again...(mostly because I don't remember the events in between)...and we are letting Nancerz write PLUR across our ass cheeks...and Sean C is snapping photos... Fucking good times man...couple that event with the countless, Essentials nights, Ichiban nights and random house parties, Blunt Club events...and look at us now homie...Two Serato runnin' mofos so disconnected from the scene because we are more concerned with what we love in the music as apposed to what is so bad ass and cutting edge in the scene...but you know what homie??? I wouldn'y change a damn thing. I love you BOO! So Nancy drives a bunch of peeps out to Nanites one…my first AZ desert party ever…I am newly divorced and lacking in the friends area…well, Nancerz introduces us and before you know it, I have got a fifth of vodka in my system and we are startin’ on the keg beer…I most of the night after that is a BLUR…except for a few key points…while you and i are stumbling around…me bump into Tiffe…then out comes this huge marker from my pocket…and Tiffe’s eyes light up! i can see she wants it…the marker that is…and no way in hell I am gonna let that happen…so I decide to shove the marker in the last possible place I think Tiffe will dare to reach for…MY PANTS…boy was I wrong…she went right after it…then I am begging for you to help me fight her off…flash forward to You, Nancerz, Tiffe and me standing around talking about penis tricks…we end up in some bushed around the corner showing our whangs to a bunch of people and Tiffe is snapping pics…still to this day have yet to see the pics..flash forward again…(mostly because I don’t remember the events in between)…and we are letting Nancerz write PLUR across our ass cheeks…and Sean C is snapping photos…

Fucking good times man…couple that event with the countless, Essentials nights, Ichiban nights and random house parties, Blunt Club events…and look at us now homie…Two Serato runnin’ mofos so disconnected from the scene because we are more concerned with what we love in the music as apposed to what is so bad ass and cutting edge in the scene…but you know what homie??? I wouldn’y change a damn thing.

I love you BOO!

]]> By: Mike http://www.criticaldistance.net/2007/01/22/help-me-write-my-bio/comment-page-1/#comment-29 Mike Wed, 24 Jan 2007 04:22:18 +0000 http://www.criticaldistance.net/2007/01/22/help-me-write-my-bio/#comment-29 Remember when I took your place at Mark's old apartment? Good God, that seems like another lifetime ago. I think you told me the story about him pulling a knife on you the first time I came over and I thought "Great, this guy is exactly who I am looking to live with." A few months later I was six feet tall and weighed 110 pounds. My, my, how times change. I'm glad I found you on myspace. Remember when I took your place at Mark’s old apartment? Good God, that seems like another lifetime ago. I think you told me the story about him pulling a knife on you the first time I came over and I thought “Great, this guy is exactly who I am looking to live with.” A few months later I was six feet tall and weighed 110 pounds. My, my, how times change. I’m glad I found you on myspace.

]]> By: tina http://www.criticaldistance.net/2007/01/22/help-me-write-my-bio/comment-page-1/#comment-28 tina Tue, 23 Jan 2007 23:08:15 +0000 http://www.criticaldistance.net/2007/01/22/help-me-write-my-bio/#comment-28 oh sebby.. where do i begin.. from the night you picked therese and i up in pheonix at our hotel and we went out to all the scottsdale bars, the two of us dressed in our LA clubbin' gear, and you turning the jealous heads of every guy in every bar walking with the two of us on either arm.. crashing that random mansion party before breaking into the hotel pool armed with a bottle of makers,' a bottle of grey goose, and a bottle of saphire.. and there were only 4 of us.. your poopy friend not wanting to party... and realizing that it was 6am and i was going to have to dress up in renisance costume and sell salt scrub to yuppies in 3 hours on no sleep with the hangover from hell.. of course you burn dinner better than anyone else, especially after finishing off the gin i never drank that just collected dust in my liquor cabinet.. how i thought you were such an ass for ditching us at northstar to ride the backside, only to realize the following year that the backside wasn't as scary as i thought it was.. we should have just gone for it.. oh sebby.. where do i begin..

from the night you picked therese and i up in pheonix at our hotel and we went out to all the scottsdale bars, the two of us dressed in our LA clubbin’ gear, and you turning the jealous heads of every guy in every bar walking with the two of us on either arm.. crashing that random mansion party before breaking into the hotel pool armed with a bottle of makers,’ a bottle of grey goose, and a bottle of saphire.. and there were only 4 of us.. your poopy friend not wanting to party… and realizing that it was 6am and i was going to have to dress up in renisance costume and sell salt scrub to yuppies in 3 hours on no sleep with the hangover from hell..
of course you burn dinner better than anyone else, especially after finishing off the gin i never drank that just collected dust in my liquor cabinet..
how i thought you were such an ass for ditching us at northstar to ride the backside, only to realize the following year that the backside wasn’t as scary as i thought it was.. we should have just gone for it..

]]> By: Olya http://www.criticaldistance.net/2007/01/22/help-me-write-my-bio/comment-page-1/#comment-27 Olya Tue, 23 Jan 2007 21:43:44 +0000 http://www.criticaldistance.net/2007/01/22/help-me-write-my-bio/#comment-27 Seabas, dearest Seabas... I have so many fond memories of you. I particularly cherish the memorie of you, me and Mel being on the verge of getting kicked out of the Blue Wasabi for acting like drunken fools. I know you love to deny this, but you DID put your leg on the table and flex your calf! lol. "Where's my eeeearing?!?" -Mel I also love the memory of the mailing where you got all pissy and stormed out because I threw an envelope at you. Hee hee. You are such a girl! My favorite memory by far has to be that of you coming home from your Euro trip, me calling you while you were at Costco, you telling me that you would call me back, and... nothing. Ya, you pretty much suck. Seabas, dearest Seabas… I have so many fond memories of you. I particularly cherish the memorie of you, me and Mel being on the verge of getting kicked out of the Blue Wasabi for acting like drunken fools. I know you love to deny this, but you DID put your leg on the table and flex your calf! lol. “Where’s my eeeearing?!?” -Mel
I also love the memory of the mailing where you got all pissy and stormed out because I threw an envelope at you. Hee hee. You are such a girl!
My favorite memory by far has to be that of you coming home from your Euro trip, me calling you while you were at Costco, you telling me that you would call me back, and… nothing. Ya, you pretty much suck.

]]> By: Sean C http://www.criticaldistance.net/2007/01/22/help-me-write-my-bio/comment-page-1/#comment-26 Sean C Tue, 23 Jan 2007 20:49:03 +0000 http://www.criticaldistance.net/2007/01/22/help-me-write-my-bio/#comment-26 I remember going to some wack hhc show at the Nile bassment. Don't pretend like you didn't like to like it. Then my ugly etarded ass some how pulled one of the hottest broads in the scene and you drove me to hang out with her. Made us all breakfast in the morning and then we ate again that day I think at Dennys. Oh how I was a pud back then. Thanks for slapping me around and turning my life around. You've been there for me since I can remember and I'll never forget that. Even when my shitty addictions got out of hand. Bro's for Life. I remember going to some wack hhc show at the Nile bassment. Don’t pretend like you didn’t like to like it. Then my ugly etarded ass some how pulled one of the hottest broads in the scene and you drove me to hang out with her. Made us all breakfast in the morning and then we ate again that day I think at Dennys. Oh how I was a pud back then. Thanks for slapping me around and turning my life around. You’ve been there for me since I can remember and I’ll never forget that. Even when my shitty addictions got out of hand. Bro’s for Life.

]]> By: milkthedj http://www.criticaldistance.net/2007/01/22/help-me-write-my-bio/comment-page-1/#comment-25 milkthedj Tue, 23 Jan 2007 18:13:19 +0000 http://www.criticaldistance.net/2007/01/22/help-me-write-my-bio/#comment-25 i wonder if you remember the first time we met... right after a.p. exams on a friggin' saturday, walkin towards the back of torrey i smoked you out... i got two words, kind records... i wonder if you remember the first time we met…
right after a.p. exams on a friggin’ saturday, walkin towards the back of torrey i smoked you out…
i got two words,
kind records…

]]> By: victoria http://www.criticaldistance.net/2007/01/22/help-me-write-my-bio/comment-page-1/#comment-24 victoria Tue, 23 Jan 2007 14:11:39 +0000 http://www.criticaldistance.net/2007/01/22/help-me-write-my-bio/#comment-24 Hey Sebby. Well I guess I'll just be extremely blunt and let everyone know about our first time meeting. Having a few beers at the hot tub, and then having really hot hot sex for a very long time. You were an absolute joy to be naked with. I especially loved running my fingers through your chest hair. Hey Sebby. Well I guess I’ll just be extremely blunt and let everyone know about our first time meeting. Having a few beers at the hot tub, and then having really hot hot sex for a very long time. You were an absolute joy to be naked with. I especially loved running my fingers through your chest hair.

]]> By: -S http://www.criticaldistance.net/2007/01/22/help-me-write-my-bio/comment-page-1/#comment-23 -S Tue, 23 Jan 2007 07:21:02 +0000 http://www.criticaldistance.net/2007/01/22/help-me-write-my-bio/#comment-23 I remember the first night we hung out...allll night. You left to go to work at 6 in the morning, and I immediately called my friend. I didn't care who I had to wake up at the crack of dawn, I thought you were amazing, and someone needed to hear about it. Right then. Throughout the time I have known you, that impression hasn't changed. You're inspiring, funny, intellectual, witty, caring, gentle...and always fun. Lots of fun. Heck, Thanksgiving might be my favorite holiday now. And I don't even like turkey. I remember the first night we hung out…allll night. You left to go to work at 6 in the morning, and I immediately called my friend. I didn’t care who I had to wake up at the crack of dawn, I thought you were amazing, and someone needed to hear about it. Right then. Throughout the time I have known you, that impression hasn’t changed. You’re inspiring, funny, intellectual, witty, caring, gentle…and always fun. Lots of fun. Heck, Thanksgiving might be my favorite holiday now. And I don’t even like turkey.

]]> By: Vanessa http://www.criticaldistance.net/2007/01/22/help-me-write-my-bio/comment-page-1/#comment-22 Vanessa Tue, 23 Jan 2007 07:12:52 +0000 http://www.criticaldistance.net/2007/01/22/help-me-write-my-bio/#comment-22 You’re more than a $100 Jeopardy question. You’re a last call Irish car bomb, not one but two habanero peppers, and all seven deadly sins. You’re dismissal of responsibility, accidental expensive scotch, the prodigal son. You’re a flippant remark, an imaginary friend and the best date I never had. Moreover, you’re my favorite. You’re more than a $100 Jeopardy question. You’re a last call Irish car bomb, not one but two habanero peppers, and all seven deadly sins. You’re dismissal of responsibility, accidental expensive scotch, the prodigal son. You’re a flippant remark, an imaginary friend and the best date I never had. Moreover, you’re my favorite.

]]> By: tiffe http://www.criticaldistance.net/2007/01/22/help-me-write-my-bio/comment-page-1/#comment-21 tiffe Tue, 23 Jan 2007 06:22:02 +0000 http://www.criticaldistance.net/2007/01/22/help-me-write-my-bio/#comment-21 valentines day 2006 - thats all im gonna say. valentines day 2006 – thats all im gonna say.

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