i think laughter is contageous- and im not gonna cover my mouth.
I'd like to meet:
Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.-Anaïs Nin
Music:
sinead o'connor, john denver, jewel kilcher, k.d. lang, pandora scooter, bob marley, melissa etheridge, regina spek k kkk ktor,the roches, paula cole, reba mcentire, jars of clay, alanis morissette, the caufields, the butchies, frida hyvonen, belle and sebastian, indigo girls, barry manilow, the spice girls- each and every one of them, fiona apple, the carpenters, lynn rosenthal, dresden dolls, savage garden, joni mitchell, the cranberries, melissa ferrick, joan armatrading, nico, green romance orchestra, the clash, letters to cleo, tracy chapman, jack off jill, sarah mclachlan, the chieftains, mates of state,courtney kaiser, aimee mann, ani difranco, alix olson, hector berlioz,bjork,carole king, englbert humperdink, roy orbison, tori amos, bitch and animal, sophie b. hawkins, anybody who has ever sang fulsom prison blues like they meant it, and of course all those dead white dudes.Faure, Dvorak, Brahms..mozart, that little fuck, mahler, grainger...well, it changes.... music is such a mood thing, it takes you away...
Movies:
kinky porno
the war of the rosesmary poppins - hard core.ghost even cowgirls get the blueswizard of oz/dark side of the rainbowcheesy porn what lies beneaththe entire disney collectionvarious addictive made-for-tv moviesgirrly movies. very girllly movies.escape to witch mountainwhen harry met sallyharry and the hendersonshome movies!
Television:
we put a wig on our television and taped a face onto the front.
if we're gonna have it and not watch it, it might as well be pleasant....
i have a great roomate.
when she showers.
Books:
my bookshelf currently: Aespos fables, the hedgehog, the joan baez songbook, what musical instrument should i play?, the mommy project,The diaries of Anais Nin, equus, call me crazy, the truth is, chasing the dawn, the power and the glory, a night without armor, my point and i do have one, trying to get to heaven, beowulf, if only."Do our engeries perpetuate constructive, productive, seductive moments? Can we just be in eachother's presence and leave that label-keep it stable- song unsung?
Cuz what do we know by knowing the what? what job? what sign? what sex? what type? Don't tell me how you're boxed! just breathe me through retinas and sternums locked -And then proceed, let your Heart lead! Cuz i dont know about your brain, but my brain is impressionable- sucking in the unquestionable dictates of mass un-conciousness (and sucking in leads to believing and believing leads to decisions and decisions make me choose!) as though there is ever anything to lose besides the chance to LIVE! but my heart ... its a sieve...it keeps what it wants and lets the rest run through... it might not always make sense but it tells me what to pursue. and right now what it holds tells me I want you... to feel me...Play yourself on me and see how you sound. and how i sound. and how WE sound. can we do us, can we just DO US?" -pandora scooter
