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About Me

I am a bag of quirks anchored down by many different loved ones & all their forms of brainsex. I couldn't be happier or luckier.
my itchyfinger flickr
(not updated cause I maxed out the free account)

My Interests

blowing bubbles
playground swings
unpacked train rides
submerging in large swimming pools
fonts
sticking post-its & pages on my wall
cartwheeling to my right
medium-rare steak
being barefoot
being a monster.

I'd like to meet:

every author in my library in a cramped apartment eating spicy food and farting while playing twister, pillow fight out at the balcony, filmed entirely by Kinga Burza.

Try some localvocal on for size:

1-800-Dracula

They Will Kill Us All

SevenCollar T-Shirt

The Rhaman

Ferns

Telephony Delivery

Killeur Calculateur

Furniture

Lucy In The Loo

Bittersweet

Libretto

The Rebel Scum

Now, onto the myspacers!

Music:

my favourite language, even though I don't speak some dialects.dizzyLi weekly top 10 played:

Movies:

those non-blockbusters, those elusive uncensored dvds. I don't mind reading subtitles, it's usually worth it.

Books:

I've been reading so much for so long that I'm nearly blind, and almost certainly infatuated with a number of dead men.

My Blog

bear with these photos! (from the bwm gig)

Please run away at once if your connection is slow, because I was too lazy to make thumbnails. Here are ze photos from the (beary beary awesome) Bear With Me gig last Saturday. You can take them where...
Posted by dizzyfirefly on Thu, 01 Feb 2007 10:44:00 PST

how to save the world! as an armchair traveler

A few secret guilty captain-planet habits to cultivate: reject plastic bags at the cashier for things you can stuff into bags you already have, or just hold it lah. Yes they're trained to bag absolut...
Posted by dizzyfirefly on Mon, 23 Oct 2006 04:47:00 PST

shell, comic-book, discarded soap box, rubber soles, postcard

His one joy was tracing his fingers over the tattered pages of an old comic-book. It was her favourite, and now it was all he knew; the stories and faces trapped in that same series of panels and bubb...
Posted by dizzyfirefly on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

haphazardly the first thing in a morning long ago

it's a lovely morning.Today, think about rhinos, aprons, bad dancing, melting chocolate. Think about eating buildings, chewing on skyscrapers. Falling flat with rollerskates. Think about warm mushroom...
Posted by dizzyfirefly on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

the goddess of precious details; "I love you I love you."

I was mesmerised in bed this morning. I woke up with the desire to finish Arundhati Roy's The God Of Small Things. And I did. But then, to make up for my unforgivable speed (or lack of) with the book,...
Posted by dizzyfirefly on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

beauty on fire

(couldn't resist slipping in a reference to one of my favourite novels in here. if you spotted it, you are a truly fantabulous creature.) She is in such a big house. Lonely and big. And often it se...
Posted by dizzyfirefly on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

on being speechless

And in that dark night, the star-freckled sky harboured a thousand emotions in its breeze. The wind rustled, it sang of unspoken sentences. It was no different for him. His lips were parted ...
Posted by dizzyfirefly on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST