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Lydia

I am here for Serious Relationships, Friends and Networking

About Me

I'm just a girl spinning in my world. I'm just a nothing to everyone but you and even you, my friend. But I am me and if you are not with me here I am.... so if you wanna meet a strange little girl who likes polar bears and chocolate and driving in her car named Mona, you have just struck a fuggin gold mine! Yeeeeeeeeay for you! I am poetry and music and coffee and deep blue and orange and red and ice cream and funny and small town wanting to better my world. I am Paris and Chicago... I am blade of grass and earthquake rainstorm in the desert. So if you're into this kind of thing... you know...[If this sounds conceited, it isn't; it's all a lie anyway. Except for the polar bears.]

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Humans. I want to meat real human beings who eat things and drive places. Preferrably still breathing. Who use soap. Who read Noam Chomsky. Or not. Who attempt to be funny. Even sarcastic. Who rock out to a good song. Cut their toe nails. Drive while cutting their toe nails and rocking out. Who like stuff. Read stuff. Think stuff. Do stuff.

My Blog

Much like the South American jungles, life is way too fucking VIVID.

And yet so routine. So bright, vivacious, loud, clanging, erect, storming, aching, duplicitous, limping, skipping, flowing, chopping, chomping, and... now I have to brush my teeth. It's like this ev...
Posted by on Sat, 23 Feb 2008 13:12:00 GMT

Paris is everywhere in pieces (shhh... if you can find it)

Why ello poppets, I know I haven't written in a while. BECAUSE>>>.... umm... oh yeah. I'm in grad school and I don't feel like writing when I'm not writing. But I'm writing now anyway. So feel spe...
Posted by on Sun, 04 Nov 2007 13:42:00 GMT

cryptobiosis=hidden life

I just got home from a sorta late-night shopping run. You know, the essentials. Bread, milk, Haagen Daaz vanilla chocolate almond FUCKING HEAVEN! You see, my freezer is too small; I simply CAN'T bu...
Posted by on Wed, 25 Jul 2007 20:48:00 GMT

Be afraid of the lame that'll inherit your legs (goal sheet)!

Ok, so maybe this isn't something you'd normally post up for everyone to see. But I am. I feel like if I make my goals public, then 'people' (even though you probably won't) will hold me accountable...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Jul 2007 14:54:00 GMT

Dirty Q-Tips to Salve Your Soul

Yeah holy shit July got here. Too slowly and too quickly at the same time. I am now writing ya'll whomevers from my very own place. You have no idea what this means after couching it at my parents'...
Posted by on Tue, 10 Jul 2007 17:25:00 GMT

Ass beating part II, weeds

Blog, blog, blog. I've been blogging a lot lately, comparitively, and I don't even feel too bad about it. It's like a not-really look into someone's psyche... "not really" because who in their right...
Posted by on Wed, 16 May 2007 00:06:00 GMT

I've raided my pockets now

There's something about spring that makes me quiet with longing; like a giant ache, only it's not an ache, really.  It's an ache and a gorgemongous beauty all at once. Apparently, I suck at words...
Posted by on Wed, 09 May 2007 07:59:00 GMT

Missing Body Parts

So I've started painting again.  I haven't painted in almost a year, and it's intensly satisfying.  I'm no good unless I have a picture in front of me to copy, but you know what?  It's ...
Posted by on Sun, 22 Apr 2007 19:56:00 GMT

geTING the SHIT beat out OF you

Or, I should say, not really. BUT, if I couldn't for some reason run or dodge shit, I would probably have some pretty serious injuries right now. It's all in a day's work. Client must work. Client doe...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Apr 2007 10:00:00 GMT

man-o-man-o-man.....($&*(#&^*&^!!!)

Shit, man.  Myspace got all grown up on us.  Here I see that I actually have a choice about font, size of text, and color.  Too bad I'm a lazy foo-ker, or this could be pretty amazing.S...
Posted by on Sat, 10 Mar 2007 07:32:00 GMT