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Adele

About Me

Adele is a carbon-based life form of the class Mammalia (ostensibly). Female (again, ostensibly; see "Mammals"). Physiological study indicates a classification of species Homo sapiens. Phenotype is consistant with descent primarily from Northern European stock, although some admixture may be extant. Possible unusual mutation at the 18p22 region; other mutations within normal bounds.
Like other members of the primate order, Adele enjoys grooming (both mutual and self), foraging (this subspecies is herbivorous), vocalization (primarily observed in the shower), sexual activity (part of pair-bonding rituals), and throwing heavy objects at anything breakable when irritated.
The subject is of above-average intelligence for her species, and shows a facility for symbolic language, spontaneously communicating through art or written English. However, spontaneous vocalization is below the average for this species (except where noted above) as is spontaneous behavior involving either social-bonding (the exception being within the pair-bond) or heirarchical display.

My Interests

* Animals,
fun with
equitable relationship with
* Art,
making of
looking at
talking about
* Biology,
(See also Biomimicry, Genetics, Immunology)
* Biomimicry,
making things that look,act, and/or work as well as other, preferably biological things (exp: solar cells based on leaf morphology and biochemical function)
* Bush, George W.,
whipping naked through the streets
* Buffy the Vampire Slayer,
watching obsessively on DVD
* Bunnies!
* Cell, Natural Killer,
bad ass!
* Environment,
(See Bush, George W.)
preservation of
* Fruit, Organic (see Vegetables, Organic)
* Genetics,
mutations, mutants, and fun things to do with them
punnet squares
* Immunology,
(See Cell, Natural Killer )
not being dead because of
* Poetry
(See Writing, Yeats, W.B.)
Sylvia Plath
Adrienne Rich
* Reading
(See Writing)
to the point of eschewing human contact
* Vegetables, Organic
eating of
* Writing,
(See Poetry)
stories about goats, landfills, and other exciting things found in Pennsylvania.
* Yeats, W.B.,
love of
obsession with
desire to kiss cold, dead hand of

I'd like to meet:

Elizabeth I, John Lennon, W.B. Yeats, Katherine Hepburn, Cleveland Amory...but what are the chances?

Movies:

Anything Tim Burton-related, especially if it involves clay, stripes, or Johnny Depp. Also, Miyazaki makes me one happy little bunny. Lesse, movies I will watch over and over and over again (or at least every few months or so) are:
Alien/s (But not the last two)
The Big Lebowski
Blade Runner
Bringing Up Baby
Corpse Bride
Dark Crystal
Dune (The movie with Patrick Stewart and, oddly enough, Sting; not the miniseries)
Elizabeth
The Haunting (The fab and terrifying old black and white version, not the craptacular new version--"we who walk here walk alone!")
Hedwig and the Angry Inch
The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly (It took a while, but I really like Clint Eastwood)
My Neighbor Totoro
Nightmare Before Christmas
The Others
The Philadelphia Story
Princess Mononoke
Saved
Serenity
Spirited Away
The Thing (With Kurt Russel, whose name I may or may not have just spelled wrong)
To Kill a Mockingbird
Wallace and Grommit: Curse of the Wererabbit
Zoolander
And, because my opinion totally matters, if you haven't already seen these, you should. Note: this feature is a convenient way of making a check-list of movies to buy on DVD when I am solvent, to facilitate the whole "watching obsessively" thing. So thank you, MySpace, for feeding my compulsive list-making!

Television:

I have a Buffy problem. Like a herion problem, with (luckily) fewer needles.
Oh! Oh! Also, I love that commercial on PBS, you know, the one with the little goldfish that jumps out of his bowl and out of the window, and then he flops around on the sidewalk, and just when you think he is going to be stepped on (no!), he makes a heroic leap into a mostly empty watercooler bottle (yay!), and then he rides the watercooler bottle delivery truck out of town and leaps into a stream, and then the PBS logo comes up and some guy says something I'm usually too excited to remember, and then the commercial cuts to a shot of salmon swimming upstream through a waterfall, and suddenly! you see the little goldfish (foooom!) leaping happily upstream, and then I get all teary-eyed and overexcited, and I start thinking about the indomnitability of the human spirit (or the goldfish-ly spirit anyway), and about how moving it is when someone acheives their dreams against enormous odds, and how sad it all seems when the brave little fish might die, but then how happy everything is when he makes it, and finally I have to leave the room and sniffle, and then I start to wonder if I'm somehow nine-months pregnant and didn't notice or if maybe I should think about getting on Lithium *breath* That little PBS fish, I'm telling you, its like trip to The Magic Land of Bipolar and a religious revelation all in one.

Books:

I've never yet met a book I wouldn't at least past the time with, but I'll have to investigate the rest of them to be sure.