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International Hooligan

I am here for Friends and Networking

About Me

: I love painting and music. I love dogs. I sing opera in the bath tub and dance in the shower to bad butt-rocker music. When I have a bad day, I spill out my crayola's and draw angry pictures to stick on the fridge. I like going to live shows. I have my quiet time in the morning to drink coffee and do my crosswords. I love the out doors. I love to laugh. I watch too many movies and read too many books. I want to be on broadway. I wish I had been Billy Holiday. I'm Wonderwoman...fuck you Superman. I am a firm believer that there are such things as cooter-eating spiders. My boyfriend has convinced me of this, so now I am afraid to sleep nikid. I wish the world could go back to the old west days, before the invention of the automobile. That way I could have a pony and say things like, " You two-bit yella belly!I'm callin' you out!" That would be wicked retarded! But then again, I would never be able to have my low ridin' lincoln continental I dream of all the time ( jet black with red leather interior and candy apple ghost flames...mmmmm). Also, this is my boyfriend Adam. All you lesbo's named Dawn can stop trying to hit me up for love. I'm taken!WE ARE SUPER!
How evil are you?

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Punknecks and Hillbilly All-Stars. Anyone who is sarcastic, fun to be around and does not annoy the ever-livin' shit out of me. Also, me when I was 14. I'm so cool...hahahaha!

My Blog

Recently on As The World Turns...

I have just removed most of my blogs. I think the only things I have left on here are recent thoughts and crappy poetry. Don't ask me why I kept the poetry. I honestly have no idea. I feel that m...
Posted by on Sat, 08 Sep 2007 15:56:00 GMT

golf and blisters

I tried my hand at the driving range for the first time in years. I got myself some blisters (but I can hit up to 175 yards. That's apparently not that good). I think I may be better at chinchill...
Posted by on Sun, 27 May 2007 11:27:00 GMT

wander lust

i want to move to ireland. home sweet home. stay with some relatives, get a job shearing sheep or some shit. marry a man with bad teeth named angus and live in a rustic hay cabin. i will have little f...
Posted by on Thu, 16 Jun 2005 15:22:00 GMT

platinum breath on colored death

i sit at the windows ledgewatching traffic beyond this panepassing cars filled with dreamershoping to one day find their namefloating paper of autum persuationmusky air of the dying seasonashy eye's o...
Posted by on Mon, 11 Oct 2004 23:14:00 GMT

spider, spider

spider, spider throwing out silver bridges to any shore that pleases you, hung on silken cables, taut and slim; sailing out into space upon the airy causeway you have built towards som...
Posted by on Tue, 03 Aug 2004 17:27:00 GMT

the best girl...

this is something i wrote about my best friend! she is always writing and saying so many wonderful things about me i thought it was time i returned the favor. Her name is Rook and she is the greatest ...
Posted by on Thu, 12 Feb 2004 14:25:00 GMT

Lost...

where did i go today? i'm in the web with a spider it's weaving its games around me i think that i may like it where will i be tomorrow? inside a silky cocoon with all the droplette stars ther...
Posted by on Tue, 30 Dec 2003 20:36:00 GMT

the voice in the box...

where were you when i breathed you? where are you when i need you? I've been waiting all this time just waiting all the time patient and perceptive to your tricky ways another sunday morning bl...
Posted by on Sat, 06 Dec 2003 19:44:00 GMT