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Michaela Whitney.

blanket monger

About Me


The fastest way to my heart is black cherry soda. I'm always cold, so I get my warmth from clinging to coffee cups. I'm enclined to scaly type critters, people who aren't afraid to actually dance, good fashion sense, and kind hearts. I like lounging in patches of sunlight and reading books right off the presses. I like the unusual, the things most people don't notice. I like to stargaze. I'm seemingly quiet until you get to know me. Im bluntly honest. Im fascinated by anchient cultures and history. Im fairly passionate in the things I do: ceramics, textiles and jewlery.I don't like: liars, people who have no real convictions, tomatoes, milk, and bright lights.

my name is (mi-kay-la)
Aim lone bobsey twin
i live in oakland and roam san francisco...

My Interests

Textures. connections. double takes. dancing until I drop Smiling until my cheeks hurt. meeting new people layers lounging on walls in patches of sun light reading off the press books. driving around and singing at the top of my lungs grey sweatshirts mythology and tales of old. anchient cultures visiting places that have so much history you can feel it when you walk in. dusty old used book stores sitting outside on starry nights and gazing until its too cold to stay out holding hands and super strong hugs going to crowded places alone sleeping under too many blankets

adopt your own virtual pet!

I'd like to meet:

A Man who swallowed a Falling Star
Reggie the Alligator

Music:



Books:

If I found a Wistful Unicorn by Ann AshfordAnd , Anything By: Charles De Lint Juliet Marillier W.H. Auden Marrion Zimmer Bradley

Heroes:

The Boys fomerly know as THE COLOUR those people who saved me in various drowning incidents. and the shameless. REGGIE THE ALLIGATOR and my favorite caity!

My Blog

considering.

that i spent so long trying to grow and be a bigger person than i was.i realize that i'd like nothing better than to completely backtrack.back to being strange and bizzare.to dressing strange to being...
Posted by Michaela Whitney. on Tue, 04 Sep 2007 08:47:00 PST

nerdness.

1. If I looked in your trunk, what would I find?an owl decoration and an giant empty plastic container3. Are your underwear and socks folded in your drawers, or just thrown in?folded. haha.4. Sleep on...
Posted by Michaela Whitney. on Tue, 12 Jun 2007 12:13:00 PST

gator gator...

don't you just want to hug it?yeah. me too....
Posted by Michaela Whitney. on Wed, 25 Apr 2007 11:17:00 PST

the moon and the wind.

you'd better keep upor i might always be the one to get awaystand up to me, use your back bone.but i'll be the one to snap if your always stepping on my feetyou won't realize until it's gone and i'll ...
Posted by Michaela Whitney. on Mon, 26 Feb 2007 12:15:00 PST

its a real classic

jes and i got cobra snaked more to come.your generic girls and beer picture. hahaha.and why was it all we could find were bud lights....
Posted by Michaela Whitney. on Tue, 14 Nov 2006 08:54:00 PST

to steal and borrow.

i steal my love, from the corners of people smiles, from the lasting looks of strange couples when they think no one's looking, from brief lingering moments that weren't supposed to happen, in strong ...
Posted by Michaela Whitney. on Wed, 26 Jul 2006 09:09:00 PST

hello obsession.

alright , alight this is TOTALLY going to be my art inspiration for all of next semester.ravens, humanoid animals, dead trees! HELLO. OBSESSION.STOKED.I'm all about this, seriously!IT BEGINS:...
Posted by Michaela Whitney. on Wed, 21 Jun 2006 10:42:00 PST

common threads.

i took this bizzare test and it came up with these as traits of my personality: trait snapshot: expressive, open, self revealing, loves large parties, loud, social, outgoing, does not like socia...
Posted by Michaela Whitney. on Mon, 06 Feb 2006 10:08:00 PST

little owl.

my little owl that watches over me.
Posted by Michaela Whitney. on Sun, 28 Aug 2005 11:45:00 PST

i love this. indeed.

As I walked out one evening Walking down Bristol Street The crowds upon the pavement Where fields of harvest wheat And down by the brimming river I heard a lover sing Under an arch of the rail...
Posted by Michaela Whitney. on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST