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lala

I am here for Dating, Serious Relationships, Friends and Networking

About Me

"Metaphors are not to be trifled with. A single metaphor can give birth to love." - Milan Kundera.Read the words in my blog if you really want to know me.It's all about anchors. The way they fall. The way they stay tight by our sides when under repair. The way people get tied and tangled with each other in ribbons and string. Love being something beautiful. The incredible lightness of being. Cynicism. The charm of flaws. Loyalty. Unavoidably crashing into someone and turning back for a second glance. Fate.I get told i’m trouble. That I’m completely transparent. That i can be hot and cold. That I’m sweet. That i talk too loudly when I become impassioned. That I’m funny. That I’m far too honest.I think a lot. I feel a lot. I think just being at peace with myself is the best feeling in the world. I'm a much better person than i used to be. I've changed and grown in so many ways over the past few years. I have been to some dark places and some very, very beautiful ones too. I don't have room in my life for people who are fake or mean at heart. I don't have time for you if you actually think your jimmy choos are important in any way. I'm interested in knowing people beyond the smoke and mirrors that we all hide behind. I am moved by music and lyrics and poetry and secrets and lingering gazes.Things at random: I bake cookies with chocolate icing and sprinkles. I quite enjoyed Star Wars Episode III (so i'm a geek with zero credibility.) I avoid bars that have the music turned up so loud that you can't have a quiet conversation with someone you want to get to know. Cars and money and designer clothes mean so very, very little to me. I think Dylan Moran is one of the funniest people ever. I like Bounty chocolate bars and raisin toast with heaps of butter. I drink a lot of tea - chai, with soy. I write in my dreams and forget the words when i wake up. I don't like holding hands. I have an addictive personality. I am too easily affected by you and your words and actions but i'll pretend i'm not for as long as i can. The way i feel is usually written all over my face. I cannot lie. I often try not to lose faith. I flirt a lot. I like deer and bambi and fairies. I like being in control. I sometimes get social anxiety and meeting new people leaves me cold because i am very shy. I give money to homeless people when they ask nicely though i know i shouldn't. I love playing my guitar and going to see talented musicians who perform with such pure fcuking passion for what they do that i am left in awe. I want to do more for the world but don't know where to start. I want to wake up with someone in the morning and not feel confused.

My Interests

ikea and those special sweedish chocolates, zen and mountains, lego, castles, philosophy, writing, archers, cheese, people born in february, fridge poetry, pirates and ships, shiny things, birds, science, evolution, hugs, cupcakes, shoulders and that bit above the collarbone, necks, biting, simple vs. complicated, the way my heart can swell with love, lyrics, words and twisting them, mornings, chai lattes, kisses, long text messages, sweet lip balma poem about simplicitylet's run away to Ikea i'm craving all things uncomplicated cheap Swedish design those little meatballs clear instructions arrows on the floor that guide us through rooms where everything is stored away just so you'll find me in aisle 25 looking for the perfect chair one of those little Ikea pencils in my hair just soFor more of my writing, read my blogs and go to my MSN space http://newyorkinwinter.spaces.live.com/

I'd like to meet:

Anyone that i will not forget, anyone who will change me forever, anyone who i am fated to meet. Creative, generous, honest, unpretentious people who like to laugh.

Music:

ani difranco, art of fighting, the audreys, augie march, bernard fanning, bloc party, black rebel motorcycle club, bright eyes, the broken family band, camille, chris isaak, claire bowditch, the czars, damien rice, dan kelly, dappled cities fly, death cab for cutie, dead frenchmen, dances with voices, the delays, the drones, editors, elbow, emiliana torrini, emily ulman, eskimo joe, fiona apple, the fray, the fratellis, grant lee buffalo, the grates, holly throsby, interpol, jeff buckley, jet, jewel, joanna newsom, jeff martin, keane, the killers, killswitch engage, kings of leon, lise westzynthius, little birdy, machine translations, maximo park, muse, ned collette, nigel kennedy, placebo, the postal service, the ramones, red riders, sarah blasko, the singing adams, snow patrol, starsailor, subaudible hum, the tea party, the thrills, tom mcrae, toni collette & the finishes, the white stripes, yeah yeah yeahs

Movies:

Hero, Leon, Closer, Signs, Fight Club, Gattaca, Love Actually, Minority Report, Jarhead, Birth, The Life Aquatic, Pitch Black, Enduring Love, About a Boy, AI, Noise...faaaaaaaar too many to list!

Television:

Black Books, Spaced, Iron Chef, Lost, Greys Anatomy, SBS docos, The Mighty Boosh, SATC

Books:

Jasper Fford (Thursday Next & Jack Spratt Books), Milan Kundera (Unbearable Lightness of Being, Immortality), Elliot Perlman (short stories), Michael Crichton, Michael Ondaatjie, Bukowski (Love is a Dog From Hell), Philip Pullman (His Dark Materials trilogy is brilliant!). Anything well written or interesting. Some classics. Some contemporary poetry. Clever children's books. Non-fiction, popular science, philosophy. E-mails. My freind's myspaces.

Heroes:

Emerson said 'every hero becomes a bore at last' I think a a pirate captain once saved me.I was drifting along on a home-made raft held together with nail glue and tears when a dashing pirate captain sailed by and invited me to come on board with him whilst i made arrangements for repairs.His ship was very impressive and he seemed like he knew a fair bit about the whole 'finding treasure' thing so i took his hand and left my rickety raft behind.We sailed stormy seas and sunny skies together for quite a while. It was nice. I allowed him to steal my heart and he pillaged and plundered me (as dashing pirates often do) and tied me to his side with ribbons and strings. With the help of his creative pirate skills, we drew up plans for a brand new ship for me to sail, so much better than my raft, shinier and more me than i knew i was.Then one night, without warning, the skies turned very dark. The dashing pirate captain, fearing i would never find my own treasure if i kept sailing with him, quietly slipped into the dark ocean and marooned himself on an unspecified island, possibly with much rum and ham.The next morning the ship was quiet and the sea was all too still. After a fair bit of time sulking with the little rum he left below decks, i clutched the plans for my new ship tightly and took hold of the wheel, steering towards a new harbour, with those ribbons and strings trailing softly through the water behind me.

My Blog

archer

it was your archer's shoulders your straight shooting eyesthe muscles turning in your back your hardest hooves that left the deepest tracks  now you draw my wrists towards you bow-like, be...
Posted by lala on Mon, 06 Aug 2007 04:35:00 PST

planes

as we walk out the theatrei tell you it was something beautiful and you call me naive at a pause on the stairs   at my building i do not ask you to come up you have an early start i already kn...
Posted by lala on Thu, 31 May 2007 09:00:00 PST

the sheriff's wrists

sheriff, i was most affected by your wristsi followed your veins and scarswith my lips and fingersyour inky skin like fine art in my handsand i wandered about the musicall that you had carefullycrafte...
Posted by lala on Sun, 06 May 2007 08:29:00 PST

love part I

i awoke like a memory under your shouldersoaking in skin and falling thingsyou watched me with the sunshining shyly through the blindsand told me I looked cutesleeping there in your armpiti wanted to ...
Posted by lala on Sun, 06 May 2007 08:23:00 PST

trip

(song)when i see you therestanding on that all familiar edgei am not so sure I will be fooled by the heightor some beautiful viewlove could only happenif i trip over whilst looking in your eyesthose w...
Posted by lala on Sun, 06 May 2007 08:20:00 PST

atoms and this you and me thing

lights and cities reflect just a little from the glow herelooking up is the science of hopebut in tunnelsunder bridgesthere is work to be doneremember the time it takesfor the Eskimos to warm their ha...
Posted by lala on Tue, 27 Feb 2007 12:17:00 PST

in the woods

in the woods at night the natives are restless the dirt here shivers underfoot heavy boots and paws are coming   thief or no thief there are few apples to take not basketfuls as there should be a...
Posted by lala on Tue, 27 Feb 2007 12:11:00 PST

the painting

the man that i love could not love me then he fell in love with a painting   he stumbled into the opening one night where she accosted him on the wall   arching back stallion-like   o...
Posted by lala on Tue, 27 Feb 2007 12:09:00 PST

bestseller

you are the book i cannot put down the one that keeps me up at night   if i could ever set you back on a shelf it would be right near my bed or perhaps you would have pride of place on the coffe...
Posted by lala on Sun, 24 Sep 2006 10:59:00 PST

settle

someplace where the sun warms through windows with your grey-gold eyes looking on this feeling of new as familar as tea on those sweet mornings when i am wanting   somewhere where all my win...
Posted by lala on Sun, 24 Sep 2006 10:47:00 PST