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herself the wistful elf

mornings we all rise to wireless verdi cries. with just three days more I'd have just about learned

About Me



i grew up.
that said, i'm still growing.

go to goddessariane.com for younger me.


MySpace Cursors

My Interests

the lifelong journey of becoming a crazy cat lady, cheese plates, good noises (like clanky belt buckles and stirring ice with a straw), tattoos and the eternal quest for more of them, poetry that isn't lame, fu-fu drinks involving quality vodka, wine tasting and wine discoveries (specifcally: mourvedre), buying marijuana at the legal-marijuana store, licentious text messages, controlling the piercing addiction, things that remind me of childhood (like apple-grape juice and the smell of hyacinths), coffee, dancing when i have the energy for it, cooking and baking when i have the time (never, lately), diy clothing redesign, drinking wine out of the bottle, vacuuming (i used to be way better at it), pushing the boundaries of really spicy food (i've hung w/raw habeneros and survived), fruit, expensive eye makeup and elaborate eyeshadow creations, braiding/dreading/straightening/dying/extending my goddamn hair incessantly, and the color blue. i really, really, really love blue.

I'd like to meet:

where does the missing piece go, if you're whole?

Music:

tori amos, billie holiday, ella fitzgerald, tracy chapman, roberta flack, eartha kitt, alix olson, fiona apple, rilo kiley, erykah badu, cyndi lauper, sinead o'connor, sarah brightman, louis armstrong, shakira, john lee hooker, muddy waters, ani difranco, tegan & sara, spearhead, sean paul, aqua, zap mama, nellie mckay, angie stone. also musicals, ragtime, reggaeton, classical, other classic jazz, bollywood, french pop, easy listening/soft rock songs of the late 70s to which i still know the lyrics, cheesy 80s dancepop, middle eastern dance.

Movies:

ma vie en rose, kissing jessica stein, requiem for a dream, up the sandbox, an american in paris (leslie caron is too cute), chicago, carrie, stop the world i want to get off, alice in wonderland, dangerous lives of altar boys, annie, bellyfruit, hair, party monster, playing by heart, valley of the dolls, may, the butterfly effect.

Television:

dark shadows, pbs cooking (specifically my main man jacques pepin), starved, will and grace, ned and stacey, crank yankers, south park, cybill. and 70's/80's nostalgia - the facts of life, smurfs, strawberry shortcake, three's company, all in the family, brady bunch.

Books:

the edible woman by margaret awtood, song of solomon by toni morrison, once is not enough by jacqueline susann, good bones and simple murders by margaret atwood, and everything else she ever wrote. also childhood nostalgia (i'm obviously big on nostalgia), including shel silverstein, judy blume, roald dahl, lois lowry, et al.

by graphic poetry

Heroes:



ariane loves labels

Status: thoroughly uninterested, please don't try
Here for: a lack of being there
Orientation: far gayer than i look
Hometown: home is where the cat meows
Body Type: quite typed upon
Ethnicity: if you're vaguely ethnic looking, you'll think i am whatever you are... but i'm not
Religion: instinct. growth. love. healing.
Sign: "kids at play" is eternally at war with "men at work"
Smoke / Drink: purple pot / good vodka and wine
Children: cats not kids; stop: accidents cause people; thank you for not breeding
Education: creative writing degrees don't count for poop, listen to your parents and study something useful!
Occupation: ok, i give in... skinny bitch
Income: paid in $$ and free high-end raw fish

people who put up minimal info and photos on their myspace pages. that is self-control beyond what i could dream of exercising.

My Blog

dear breasts

dear breasts,i just wanted to let you know that i miss you. now, i understand that i have spent my whole life, from adolescence onward, complaining about you, but that didn't mean i wanted you to run...
Posted by herself the wistful elf on Tue, 24 Jun 2008 11:05:00 PST

"im a human being, and you arent even all that beautiful"

so spoke a homeless man to me, only two windows away from my front door, when i ignored his 1 a.m. hello.i know you are a human being.it is the knowing of this that makes me unable to respond to you, ...
Posted by herself the wistful elf on Thu, 19 Jun 2008 12:57:00 PST

the weight of sun

there are junctions where logic and emotion cannot meet,where the roads of need and desire end jaggedly and suddenunconnected to the paths of knowledge and intellect.at the intersection lies a black h...
Posted by herself the wistful elf on Mon, 16 Jun 2008 09:38:00 PST

if i could brew change as easily as coffee

inspiration strikes like a fly swatter,or the way you hope a fly swatter will strike:swiftly, and dead on.it is only after the smack that you will lift up the deviceand see what, exactly, you have squ...
Posted by herself the wistful elf on Sun, 08 Jun 2008 01:13:00 PST

the reality of us

she said i looked more like a deer than ever,with such thin long limbs and deepened bambi eyes.she had forgotten that i've told her deer are my spirit animal,and thus thought she'd come up with someth...
Posted by herself the wistful elf on Wed, 04 Jun 2008 06:28:00 PST

the plan (warning: slightly gruesome)

"if it is dead,"my father said,"why must you go look at the coffin?""because dead things need to be buried,"i did not think to say.i am going to bury us.i am going to witness the death of us in her ey...
Posted by herself the wistful elf on Sat, 31 May 2008 11:13:00 PST

please, cease

please stop telling me this will get better,for i am dying more each day.one molecule at a time,my soul is shutting down.please stop telling me i am stronger than this,for i have been weakened in an u...
Posted by herself the wistful elf on Fri, 30 May 2008 09:03:00 PST

___________________

my partner was love.my partner was a smile on the couch that made long days and nights worthwhile,a hug and a kiss to come home to.my partner was perfect breasts and ruby lips and a touch that could s...
Posted by herself the wistful elf on Thu, 29 May 2008 09:21:00 PST

______________________________

in the last two days, i have discovered so many things about myself that i never wanted to know.i do not sob any more quietly when there is no one to hear. my screams still fill the room, and frighten...
Posted by herself the wistful elf on Wed, 28 May 2008 12:22:00 PST

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my capacity for advice has already reached its limit.i know to be strong, stand tall, let go, move forward, breathe, eat, hope for the best-but i can't do any of it.she says i am clinging to words...b...
Posted by herself the wistful elf on Wed, 28 May 2008 12:15:00 PST