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Kanga

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About Me

I'm an all American girl and single mother of three with a slightly unnatural adoration of spicy foods and diet soda. I love the color blue, books by Robertson Davies, singing along to the radio, and riding down steep hills on my blue Trek 1500 road bike. I am friendly, kind and endowed with a great (albeit scathing at times) sense of humor. My friends assure me that I am stronger than the average bear, but I am not, unfortunately, a girl who for a ringing phone drops exactly nothing. I grew up in Texas and went to The Evergreen State College in Washington State, but spent about a year backpacking and hitchhiking my way through Ireland with a pint as my sidekick, which is how I met my ex back in 1996. How we split is an entirely different story although alcohol played a big part in that too. I have an older brother and sister with whom I am close, though they both live out of state. My mother passed away in late 2004, but my father and former dog still live in the home in which I grew up. I think of myself as someone who can see things through multiple perspectives and because of this, I am kind of conflicted about almost everything.

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My Interests

Cycling, parenting, writing, not losing my mind.

I'd like to meet:

Anyone with an open mind, a sense of humor and who isn't offended easily.

Music:

Leonard Cohen, Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds, The Pogues, David Bowie, Iggy Pop - both with The Stooges and independently, Nina Simone, The Beatles, The Stones, Alex Chilton, Enya, Arlo Guthrie, Woody Guthrie, Johnny Cash, most Irish traditional and folk music, sean nos, and a bunch of other stuff.

Movies:

I have a deep appreciation for any film made by Wim Wenders.

Television:

I never ever watch tv. I don't own cable, and even if I did I would be asleep in 5 seconds flat if I were to sit and do nothing except watch television.

Books:

Robertson Davies ought to be canonized, and Douglas Adams' "Last Chance To See" ought to be a text book.

Heroes:

Robertson Davies, my brother, Scott, and my sister, Lisa.
What Your Soul Really Looks Like
You are a wanderer. You constantly long for a new adventure, challenge, or eve a completely different life.

You are a grounded person, but you also leave room for imagination and dreams. You feet may be on the ground, but you're head is in the clouds.

You believe that people see you as larger than life and important. While this is true, they also think you're a bit full of yourself.

Your near future is calm, relaxing, and pretty much what you want. And it's something you've been anticipating for a while now.

For you, love is all about caring and comfort. You couldn't fall in love with someone you didn't trust. Inside the Room of Your Soul

My Blog

Sleep

I can't sleep.  Never having had a problem with insomnia before the last few days, this comes as a sort of shock.  The rain is coming down.  I've been thinking about prayer, and whethe...
Posted by Kanga on Thu, 04 Jan 2007 10:23:00 PST

It's really not a curiosity

I have six hours left until I have to get up and go to work for the first morning in more than two weeks.  My daughter is awake too.  Neither of us can sleep.  A new house we are in to...
Posted by Kanga on Tue, 02 Jan 2007 11:00:00 PST

Midnight

The midnight hour strokes its sum. And I am alone and cold. Again. Goddamnit. I check on my daughter and gaze at her perfect cheek. She is belly down in the bed, her little face to the side of the pi...
Posted by Kanga on Wed, 13 Dec 2006 01:53:00 PST

Ireland and her nettles

I fell into a nettle bush one night, general [as they are] all over Ireland.  After drinking heavily and meeting my fate (the night I met my husband who would become my ex-husband who would becom...
Posted by Kanga on Wed, 13 Dec 2006 01:50:00 PST

Ramble

"Up the airy mountain and down the rushing glen, we dare not go a-hunting for fear of little men." Tonight the thoughts arrive in bits and pieces, scattered by their own perversity. I imagine thun...
Posted by Kanga on Wed, 13 Dec 2006 09:41:00 PST

One of the best poems in the whole wide world

A Broken Appointment (Thomas Hardy)You did not come,And marching Time drew on, and wore me numb.Yet less for loss of your dear presence thereThan that I thus found lacking in your makeThat high compas...
Posted by Kanga on Fri, 29 Sep 2006 03:14:00 PST