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About Me

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24 year old in Brooklyn. Into the arts, reading in the park on sunny days, incessant moviegoers, champagne for no reason, tolerance and surprises.
Bit of a neurotic perhaps, but have some great moments of breakthrough.
My hair is getting longer. And I fall in love with artists.

My Interests

hoodies, french fries, big umbrellas, argyle (in most forms), eyes, the beach, diners, walking, Cherry Coke Floats, milk, old-fashioned arcade games, elegant movie theaters, enticing looks.
Subway smiles. Change.

I'd like to meet:

Hm. I'd like to meet a lot of fictional characters: Harper, Singer, Jonathan.People who know what it's about - spontaneous, yet charmingly dependable.

Music:

Andrew Bird, The Postal Service, The Magnetic Fields, Horse Feathers, Rilo Kiley, Panda Bear, Goo Goo Dolls, Nico, Tegan and Sara, Of Montreal, The Format, Yo La Tengo, Colin Hay, Jose Gonzalez, The Shaky Hands

Movies:

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind Margot at the Wedding The Royal Tenenbaums 8 1/2 When Harry Met Sally

Television:

Weeds, Arrested Development, The Office, Project Runway

Books:

The Blind Assassin, Virgin Suicides, Middlesex, Angels in America, Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf, A Home at the End of the World, The Amazing Adventures of Cavalier, Winter's Tale, The Bell Jar, Shakespeare

Heroes:

You know who you are.

My Blog

Immortality.

Just a little piece of amazing. Another excerpt - but much better - and not in the introduction."We have only one story. All novels, all poetry, are built on the neverending contest in ourselves of go...
Posted by (b)Adam on Fri, 19 Jan 2007 08:05:00 PST

Cloudy.

An excerpt. A letter from John Steinbeck to a Pascal Covici. "You came upon me carving soem kind of little figure out of wood and you said 'Why don't you make something for me?' I asked wha...
Posted by (b)Adam on Tue, 16 Jan 2007 10:21:00 PST

Purification.

She had ventured out into the distance before, but not quite like this. Indentations, a true mark that a body or bodies had been there, rippled the cool, sateen sheets. ...
Posted by (b)Adam on Tue, 09 Jan 2007 09:32:00 PST

Absolution.

"It's an odd thing, but anyone who disappears is said to be seen in San Francisco." - Oscar Wilde. And so, I must part from you New York. I shall miss you. But will return, gloriously, sooner than yo...
Posted by (b)Adam on Wed, 20 Dec 2006 09:53:00 PST

Combustion.

Brideshead Revisited...a reminder that the English nobility was just one HUGE scantily clad homoerotic narrative.But, I believe I would allow Sebastian Flythe to litter the sexual iconography of my tw...
Posted by (b)Adam on Sun, 17 Dec 2006 03:27:00 PST

Imagination.

Let me tell you how I imagine you:A horizontal series of photos. They begin really clear. I can see the structure of your face, the contours of your cheeks and the brightness in your eyes. As you trav...
Posted by (b)Adam on Thu, 14 Dec 2006 09:29:00 PST