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About Me

If it were possible to write an ode to blueberries- I'm sure it is, but I'm lazy and far more inclined to eat 'em than wax poetic re:- then it might contain the words "fantabulous", and "damn-smoking-yum". Also good with gin, and that never hurts.

My Interests

Black and white photography, bad jokes, blueberries and laughing over stupid things. Bright colours, languages... Any languages. Italian. Spanish. German. Bring it on. I'm big on rainbows, and the driving under of. And I'm an ocean girl. Water equals happiness.

I'd like to meet:

Crazy, psychotic, cats-pyjama's types who snuffle about looking for truffles in the forest and who possess the fortitude (and unlimited supply) to feed me blueberries on a regular basis. Those super-beings living beside parks are to be loved regularly, and anyone else suffering an extreme dislike of stupid questions/unmannerly shmucks should contact me re: taking over the world and saving the righteous from the plain unthinking. Think about it. We could wear capes. And hot pink spandex suits! You know you want to...

Music:

Anything. Literally. Well, except some rap and most country. Everything else is free to go. Well, extend the list of exclusions to include pop a la Britney Spears. That'll do.

Movies:

The Emperor's New Groove. Cinderella. Anything with Bugs Bunny. Pretty Woman, Dirty Dancing, cheesy Jackie Chan movies... I don't do horror. Everything else... Priority goes to cartoons.

Television:

I hate it. But I like csi.

Books:

Visible Amazement. Beekeeper's Apprentice. White Oleander. Archie comics. Anything by Dick Francis. Harry Potter. Venus Envy/For all the wrong reasons/When she's bad.... alright, so anything by Louise Bagshawe, too.

Heroes:

Da Vinci. Dean. Monroe. And Bunny.

My Blog

The Dreaming Tree

There's a tree in my backyarsd.Oh, there're a lot of trees, but this one-This one old, old tree-It's special.It's a dreaming tree.A long, long time agoWhen I was level with the fence posts that were s...
Posted by Zoë on Sat, 06 Oct 2007 02:17:00 PST

hope.

i am reading poetry i am reading life and i get frustrated convinced there's more here, more than i can knowand i hear...
Posted by Zoë on Wed, 11 Jul 2007 07:15:00 PST

All Broke Up

If it weren't necessary to live life, I don't think I'd bother. Life is beautiful, but the living of? Ai, such bittersweet agony.I don't know whether to cry, or scream, or throw something. Whether to ...
Posted by Zoë on Sat, 23 Jun 2007 10:08:00 PST

Exuberantly Depressed.

I GOT A PLACE!!Now if only the rest of my life would cooperate.
Posted by Zoë on Tue, 12 Jun 2007 09:53:00 PST

And Then She Wrote:

And a good time was had by all. Thank you, good sir.
Posted by Zoë on Fri, 08 Jun 2007 12:27:00 PST

Head Over Heels

Because I can. Because I can't not. Because even though I'm still learning what life is, I've learned enough to know what- and who- you are to me. Because I change in some small way every day, and bec...
Posted by Zoë on Mon, 04 Jun 2007 09:16:00 PST

Tell Me...

Am I still everything a woman should be?I suppose that what really matters is that I am everything I need to be.
Posted by Zoë on Fri, 01 Jun 2007 06:56:00 PST

Killing Zoe

I think in my past life I hurt a lot of people. It's the only reason I can think of for this incredible never-ending hatred I seem to have garnered from Revenue Services. They're out for my blood. And...
Posted by Zoë on Tue, 29 May 2007 11:27:00 PST

Enough With The Sugar.

Give me some SPICE!I've had a truly amazing, relaxing, rejuvenating, wonderfully ME day. But now, I'm done with me. I want you. Feeling like this is still so new to me, and it begs the question- How d...
Posted by Zoë on Mon, 21 May 2007 08:17:00 PST

Loose Change a-Falling.

Goddamn, darlin', but I do love you.
Posted by Zoë on Wed, 16 May 2007 09:18:00 PST