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About Me

Lover, reader, fighter, fuck up, bookseller, pedant, two-timin' triflin' Jezebel whore, part time insomniac, full-time neurotic, free.

My Interests

knowledge. quasi-bohemian lifestyles. hedonism. my small dog.

I'd like to meet:

Someone who doesn't lack the courage of their convictions. I understand that's at least mostly hypocritical.

Music:

eve 6. Barenaked Ladies. Ani Difranco. Green Day. Flogging Molly. The Dresden Dolls. Bright Eyes. Cake. The Spill Canvas. Ellis Paul. Dan Wilson. Modest Mouse. The Beatles. Social Distortion. Johnny Cash. Carly Simon. The Ramones. The Byrds. Bob Dylan. Poe. Jack Johnson. Weezer. Third Eye Blind. Toadies. Jewel. mewithoutYou. The Postal Service. Weakerthans. Mindless Self Indulgence. Cake. The Ramones. The Vandals.

Movies:

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.
Magnolia.
Serenity.
The Big Lebowski.
Spirited Away.
Monty Python and the Holy Grail.
Die Hard.
Hedwig & The Angry Inch
RENT
The Rocky Horror Picture Show.
Lost In Translation.
Kung Fu Hustle.
How to Kill Your Neighbor's Dog.
The Invisble.
Six String Samurai.

Television:

Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Mission Hill. Clone High. Daria re-runs. Coupling. The Simpsons. Firefly. ElimiDate. Dr Who. Sunday Night Sex Show with Sue Johanson. Project Runway.

Books:

Gone with the Wind by mitchell; I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell by tucker max; Twilight, New Moon & Eclipse by meyer; Drinking Smoking and Screwing by Shacochis; Proust and The Squid by Wolf;
well, not to be trite, but I love all books. Except Age of Consent. That book is seriously awful.

Heroes:

Every hero becomes
a bore at last.
(ralph waldo emerson)

My Blog

Ravenous.

Have you ever been so desirious of everything all at once you wanted to just curl up in your little white cave in your mind with nothing but all your accumulated knowledge and chip away at it, a littl...
Posted by the queen of cliche. on Fri, 09 May 2008 10:34:00 PST

Locks of Love: A Fairy Tale.

So death valley queen, go marry your kingor an old maid you'll end up for certain.Lay on the ground with your past pooled around you. Your tower of books is everywhere you look, with its pleasant comp...
Posted by the queen of cliche. on Thu, 17 Apr 2008 12:16:00 PST

Hey, baby, its a long long way up.

How many times have you asked yourself, Is this the hand of fate now that I've been dealt? I've been living out of my car for a month now. So much beautiful irresponsibility. So many emotions. So ...
Posted by the queen of cliche. on Tue, 15 Apr 2008 12:29:00 PST

obligatory inebriatory post.

Dear Myspace, I write a lot of shitty metaphors because it entertains me and sometimes it's more fun than being blunt.But sometimes being blunt has its finer points. Love, natalie. ps--ev...
Posted by the queen of cliche. on Fri, 11 Apr 2008 10:52:00 PST

Into the Ether: Part II of a Cartesian Love Story.

wait. but. but i know the volume of the sea and sound waves as i will will you allow me to be at your service? ..... i told you i know you now grant me a moment ...( ( ) ...
Posted by the queen of cliche. on Sat, 29 Mar 2008 04:29:00 PST

something like a simile, or natalie's making her mood a metaphor again.

If neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time, then I’m neurotic as hell. I’ll be flying back and forth between one mutually exclusive thing and another for...
Posted by the queen of cliche. on Fri, 21 Mar 2008 07:41:00 PST

The Suicide King.

for johnny.You don't have a crown or a steed or delusions of bravado. This is hardly a time to be a knight in shining armor, let alone irony. Errants rarely are allowed to recognise, let alone achieve...
Posted by the queen of cliche. on Mon, 10 Mar 2008 08:52:00 PST

I couldve gave you the universe, and I couldve been so much fucking worse.

They tell me the only freedom we have is the few square cubic inches inside our skulls. That freedom is never free. That killing your lover, slashing your wrists, smashing sculpture, murdering your ch...
Posted by the queen of cliche. on Fri, 07 Mar 2008 01:52:00 PST

the usual rant.

I honestly have no idea what happened to the idea of personal responsibility. Let me give you five examples of what I mean by this. None of them were things that happened directly to me, I just w...
Posted by the queen of cliche. on Sat, 22 Dec 2007 03:38:00 PST

"both of us must suffer from the same unending ache."

Howard Roark tells me every loneliness is a pinnacle.Tim Gunn tells me to make it work.The Beatles tell me all I need is love.The Bible tells me there's hope.Nietzsche tells me there's nothing, so I m...
Posted by the queen of cliche. on Tue, 11 Dec 2007 09:47:00 PST