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About Me

WARNING!
Reading this Myspace may cause diziness, self-pity, depression, headaches, nausea, a rash, fever, tunnel vision, heart burn, anal leakage, mania, amnesia, and toe fungus.
I am very sarcastic.
I tend to curse, alot.
I like to write.
I procrastinate.
I believe New Jersey is where the weak are killed and eaten.
I get excited over pens and paper.
I watch kung-fu movies and silent films.
I am indecisive.
I refuse to stop liking something just because it got popular.
I don't heckle people for their musical tastes.
I think I have a napoleon complex.
I enjoy comic books and Russian Literature.
My mom could beat up your mom.
Screenname: SamTheFountain
"Howdy...My name is Sam and no...I don't like green eggs. Who would like green eggs? I mean, if it was St. Patrick's Day, maybe...but just random green eggs? I would think something would be wrong with green eggs. Perhaps the chicken was moldy who laid the eggs, or maybe they ate some green jell-o. Anyhow, my mom...Michelle... is a writer and my dad...Josh...is an indie/folk sensation. Because my parents love me so, they have given me some very unusual genes. I am addicted to reading (currently, I have book marks in four hundred books and my bed is stuffed with all the books I will someday read) and in my own right, I am a very creative writer. I am not like Fredia Hughes and think I can sponge off my famous mother's fame and talent (I mean, come on...who writes poetry about cows and hickeys?). In that same vein of thought...from my father I have inherited a very musically sound ear. While I do dabble in instruments (I totally rock the Triangle), my true passion comes from finding great musicians and making everyone I know listen to them and bask in their greatness. Art is also another passion of mine which stems from my other mom (Yes, I have two Mommies and no, they will not make out). Many have laughed at Poor Sally, but few realize that someday soon, Poor Sally will become alive again with ink flowing in her veins. She will become the world's new Super hero and all will worship her. I know...I know...this is all way too much for you all to handle. I know you are thinking...but can she be real? Is it possible that a girl this cute actually likes comic books and reading and music? Well, all I have to say to that is yes. But, I would never want you to take my word for it...it is important for people to form their own opinions, and not just recycle someone else's."
- by Michelle (my other mother)

My Interests

Writing Reading Music Yer Mom silent movies Not participating in sports comics Joining the war of Unicorns against Narwals drinking peppermint tea Charlie Chaplin Writing staring at walls annihilating zombies walking Becoming a pirate saving polar bears Dancing in my underwear History Sarcasm Saying crude things Did I mention writing?

I'd like to meet:

The last four friends in my top is music everyone should listen to.

Music:

Against Me! Andrew W. K. Aquabats The Beatles The Bird and The Bee Bob Dylan Bring Me the Horizon Bury Your Dead Cat Stevens CSS Dead Kennedys The Dresden Dolls The Flaming Lips Flogging Molly Four Year Strong Frank Sinatra The Hives Hollywood Undead Incubus Janis Joplin Johnny Cash Kimya Dawson Kings of Conviences Little Wolverines The Moldy Peaches Minus the Bear Modest Mouse Neutral Milk Hotel Operation Ivy Pink Martini Queen Rancid Rilo Kiley Rufus Wainwright Set Your Goals The shins Sigur Ros Super Furry Animals Vampire Weekend Violent Femmes The White stripes Wolf Parade The World/Inferno Friendship Society The Zombies

Movies:

The Great Dictator 300 City Lights The Royal Tenenbaums American History X Unleashed Shaun of the Dead Some Like It Hot Anchorman The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou The Goonies Hair Superbad Juno Fourty Year Old Virgin Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Chaplin Annie Hall Dr. Strange Love OR How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love The Bomb Modern Times

Television:

Daria Tim & Eric Flight of The Conchords Scrubs Are You Afraid of The Dark? Pete & Pete

Books:

Novels... ALice in Wonderland and Through The Looking Glass By Lewis Caroll Lamb by Christopher Moore Slaughterhouse Five by Kurt Vonnegut The Unbearable Lightness of Being by Milan Kundera Invitation to a Beheading by Vladmir Nabokav The Master and Margarita by Mikhail BulgakovComics... Scott Pilgrim Fables Demo DMZ Local Hack/Slash Y: The Last Man

Heroes:

My Blog

my nonexistent younger brother

Why do I always have dreams of a governmentally oppressed future? I had one last night, of course the oppression style is always different. This time it was where to government was more of a dark shad...
Posted by Sam The Fountain on Tue, 29 Jul 2008 02:44:00 PST

Badass Envy

It cracks me up to watch guys in mosh pits. It might be envy or it might be the fact that they really do look awful silly. I suppose its a mix of both. I sometimes wish I wasn't so short and was a bit...
Posted by Sam The Fountain on Sun, 27 Jul 2008 08:15:00 PST

If you don’t I’ll slit your throat, So won’t you please be nice

New things in the life of Sam.1. My boss made me cry. No big deal, mostly my anxiety that kept the tears going. I fyou hire me for only two days, but then suddenly give me an extra day, don't you thin...
Posted by Sam The Fountain on Thu, 10 Jul 2008 10:41:00 PST

Stranger Than The Masses...

Some more strange fears I have...Getting Sick At Someone Elses HouseLike puking or even just getting a fever. I think this has to do with comfort and because when i was younger, I believed I was curse...
Posted by Sam The Fountain on Thu, 10 Jul 2008 10:20:00 PST

Thank God for Black curtains....

Ana reminded me of all my OCD and anxiety ridden childhood fears that still semi-haunt me today...Such as, my fear of looking out windows at night because there could be someone watching me. Today I h...
Posted by Sam The Fountain on Wed, 11 Jun 2008 10:14:00 PST

I can smell fear...

You know what bothers me? When friends get new people to kiss and you don't hear from them anymore. Ugh, bugs the heck out of me. Or friends too so involved in their boyfriends/girlfriends you can't e...
Posted by Sam The Fountain on Wed, 11 Jun 2008 10:12:00 PST

Spin, Spin, Spin...STOP!

So I went on an adventure. It wasn’t much of an adventure because I had already been to the places I went but it just all kind of seemed different this time. I went alone to Belmont, which I had...
Posted by Sam The Fountain on Mon, 31 Mar 2008 07:52:00 PST

The Joking Gay Cowboy

So I'm back in Chicago. I'm lonesome because no one is back yet, except fo rme, the early bird. Where is my fucking worm? Huh?! Heath Ledger is dead. I don't know why but for some reason this has lie...
Posted by Sam The Fountain on Wed, 23 Jan 2008 05:30:00 PST

We all scream, ICE CREAM!

So in three days, well slightly less. I will be on my way back to Chicago which I sometimes make the mistake of calling it home. I get strange looks when I say, I'll be goign home Sunday but really i...
Posted by Sam The Fountain on Fri, 18 Jan 2008 03:37:00 PST

Arms Full Of Rabies, And I’m Lovin’ It.

Did you get the feeling f such pure hate for a place. A hate so pure it sends shivers down your spine and you get way too wickedly excited when you think about leaving that place forever? Maybe I'm ju...
Posted by Sam The Fountain on Sun, 13 Jan 2008 08:28:00 PST