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About Me

I was once a blonde, but now brunette hairs cover my head. I am a Bachelor and a Master--a bachelor of Literature, and a Master of Theology, so the Universities will say. Just a few monthes ago I graduated from the University of Glasgow's Literature, Theology and the Arts program. I loved it, and now find myself, for the first time since I was 4 or so, outside the walls of official education. But, I'm back in the fall, for another three years of Ph.D!!! I am SO super excited. I love Art History, film, photography, poetry, painting in watercolours, walking in foreign lands (and my own), dancing to grooving tunes and old ones, costumes, traveling alone and with buddies, singing (though my voice has rusted since I left my choir in Philadelphia), volunteer work, classical music, other music, Opera, ballet, reading all the books I can, Korean food, Polish food, Feminist literary study, psychology, linguistics and theology. But who can beat a good round of drug-free candy picnics, irish car bombs (of which I am the champion!) frying oreos and putting fudgsicles in library books??Get MySpace Layouts from nUCLEArcENTURy .COM OR create your own using MySpace profile editor !!!

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Michel Gondry, me as a child, Anthony Hopkins, my grandfather Kent, Mozart, Zwingli, Oasis, Roland Barthes, Margery Kempe, Geoffery Chaucer, Raoul Bova, Dante Gabriel Rossetti, and the entire cast and crew of Chitty, Chitty Bang, Bang.

My Blog

Poetry:special mode of lang. whose distinctive features are defined in terms of their systemati

finished below...
Posted by on Wed, 10 Jan 2007 17:58:00 GMT

opposition to practical or scientific language. What do you think? Do we all agree?

but I like being in opposition to things, things worth challenging for the sake of definition.
Posted by on Wed, 10 Jan 2007 17:58:00 GMT

Literary plot: the use of devices that violate sequence, deform and familiarize the story eleme

I just posted this because I wanted to remind myself of the beautiful above definition
Posted by on Wed, 10 Jan 2007 17:55:00 GMT

4th of July and Growing Older

We had a brilliant 4th of July party yesterday, and for once the Glasgwegian clouds subsided and ushered through the heated summer sun. Therefore, our barbeque did not fizzle to immediate, damp a...
Posted by on Wed, 05 Jul 2006 06:32:00 GMT

What approaches in this phatasmagoria

What's on the way shall indeed be like walking with new feet across a bed of knives. Pain and pleasure all in one. What is piety? Will blessing truly cease with ever-increasing degrees of disobed...
Posted by on Mon, 15 May 2006 06:11:00 GMT

Kisses for Oscar Wilde and Cement

It seems that people kiss the grave of Oscar Wilde with lipstick to commemorate the "original rebel, the wild one, the one who speaks to the public on his own terms."  I would defintely love...
Posted by on Sun, 26 Feb 2006 17:33:00 GMT

Abraham Cowley? Who's He. He's the guy who came undone

Here is the opening stanza of a poem by Abraham Cowley, a tormented soul who lived from 1618-1667.   Poor, poor man. Not only is he dead, but his mysterious and merciless mistress did n...
Posted by on Sun, 12 Feb 2006 17:14:00 GMT

Trying to get my Joycian Stream of Consciousness thoughts at Starbucks

  Thinking of Kara: A life is so short that I realize that my time I spend with you is the essence of its present delight. I love you.   The ladies next to me are saying: Youre payin a pri...
Posted by on Sat, 11 Feb 2006 09:20:00 GMT

What a sweet boy George is...

                George has always brought such loving tenderness to my life. Why, a point in case would be the cute message he just...
Posted by on Tue, 07 Feb 2006 17:22:00 GMT

A love essay to no one I can say

I love him because hes solid and sinks deeply within the old, coverleted coach while absorbing another world in front of the little glowing amusement box. He is the ultimate elusive, the ultimate esc...
Posted by on Thu, 02 Feb 2006 17:51:00 GMT