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Jill

we beg...we pray...but everything still happens anyway

About Me

"Human passions have mysterious ways, in children as well as grown-ups. Those affected by them can't explain them, and those who haven't known them have no understanding of them at all."
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My Interests

theatre and live performance, photography, piano, art history, soccer, coffee, cooking, canoeing, outdoorsy type stuff, Guinness

I'd like to meet:

people

Music:

i try to be eclectic. our lady peace, deathcab 4 cutie, damien rice, caroline's spine, tchaikovsky, ryan adams, diana krall, chopin, casey stratton, flogging molly, the killers, b b king, all american rejects, the postal service, the black keys, esthero, u2 (with or without you is my favorite all-time song), melissa ferrick, mingus, beethoven (5th and 9th symphonies, moonlight sonata especially), counting crows, jimmy eat world, tegan and sara, jamie cullum, frank sinatra...

Movies:

favorites include 21 grams, breakfast at tiffany's, the phantom of the opera, fight club, gia, quills, eternal sunshine of the spotless mind, braveheart, leaving las vegas, donnie darco, spun, the united states of leland, mullholland dr, finding neverland, top hat

Television:

not the biggest tv watcher except for csi, law and order:svu, the family guy and cnn

Books:

i love to read so i'll read just about anything put in front of me. the catcher in the rye (all-time favorite), angels in america, anything related to art history and psychology, the crimson petal and the white, rubyfruit jungle

Heroes:

holden caulfield, andy warhol, my mom

My Blog

france photos

  http://s14.photobucket.com/albums/a340/jnap2793/france%20jan uary%202007/
Posted by Jill on Mon, 05 Feb 2007 02:45:00 PST

kiss on the mouth

if you were a kingif you were a king you'd set me freebut i'd be too dumbi'd be too dumb to ever leave sometimes it is goodsometimes it  is as bad as it could besometimes it's lostsometimes ...
Posted by Jill on Fri, 03 Nov 2006 02:10:00 PST

blank pages

when i stop livingwhen i am deadwhen i no longer talk, walk,or breathewhen my insides no longer workwill i leave anything substantial?will anything i've said, done,or erectedduring my brief tour heree...
Posted by Jill on Thu, 29 Sep 2005 05:24:00 PST

her smile

too often, the time that elapsesbetween one meeting with her and the nextis a dream, a mere intermission.  she need only smile at me, and Icherish that smile to the exclusion ofall else.  Th...
Posted by Jill on Thu, 29 Sep 2005 05:14:00 PST

the stick

Sometimesyou're given a stick.And you stand,wondering what to do with it.You hold it a while,then prop it up against a wall.Then you go off to do other things and forget all about it.Later you come lo...
Posted by Jill on Thu, 15 Sep 2005 11:14:00 PST

surprise

Think sharpbe wise look deep into wandering eyesbe strongbe firmand hope they leave having learnedthe truthno liesgetting pushed around is no supriseendure and be sureyou believe enough to riseagain. ...
Posted by Jill on Tue, 13 Sep 2005 06:27:00 PST

existing

I dream, look and wonderwhere have all the years goneYesterday, I was ten and full of lifeplanning out the years to comeI'm going to be a vet! I said proudlyhelping all the animals that need meThis mo...
Posted by Jill on Sat, 03 Sep 2005 02:22:00 PST

bullshit

I'm trying to remember what it was like when affection meant something, when I could feel it to the core and never had to wonder or second guess or ponder whether the passion was there or worth it, or...
Posted by Jill on Sat, 27 Aug 2005 08:54:00 PST

abby road

White. That's how it begins.The blazing, pure radiance glowingback; blinding my mind, stoppingthe world, stopping the words.The wheels come grinding to a halt on Abby Road; all for you,because of you....
Posted by Jill on Tue, 23 Aug 2005 07:29:00 PST

for heather

You are somuch more thanyou may knowlove is your lightluminous lusciouslifting my lifefrom the bitter darknesscompassion comesto youlikethe butterfly to the fieldyou are necessaryto meas the sunto flo...
Posted by Jill on Sun, 21 Aug 2005 10:55:00 PST