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About Me

You tell me.
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My Interests

knitting, embroidery, sewing, singing, playing, making, building, making somethings out of nothings.

I'd like to meet:

Elizabeth Wurtzel. Christina Ricci. My great great aunt Viola.

Music:

Arcade Fire Bright Eyes Bob Dylan Cat Power Dandy Warhols Death Cab Decemberists Eisley Elliot Smith Flaming Lips Fire Theft Guster Hot Hot Heat Iron and Wine Jets to Brazil Khaki King Lovedrug Lou Reed Mirah Mates of State Nada Surf Of Montreal Pixies Queen Rilo Kiley Sufjan Stevens Sunny Day Real Estate Tegan and Sara Unicorns Velvet Underground Weakerthans Yo La Tengo Zao.. width="425" height="350" .. I have a huge crush on this woman and her music. M.I.A.

Movies:

Little Miss Sunshine. Boondock Saints. A whole mess.And this one, my first true love.

Television:

THE IT CROWD! ..

Books:

Bronte. Vonnegut. Simone de Beauvoir. Mark Salza, "True Notebooks".

Heroes:

Grandfather, The Rev. Dr. Gary McConnell. Aaron Weiss. My uncles Paddy and Sean. My MOMMY.

My Blog

This is old.

I think I was probably seventeen when I wrote this. The person it's about knows who he is. I'm not posting it to dredge up the past. I only mean to blow the dust off an old memory. Grandfather says, "...
Posted by Missss India on Sun, 03 Jun 2007 10:44:00 PST

I'm starting to think

That I'm kind of shy, or at least I'd like to be. -Pedro the LionToday is headache gray again. I was thinking this morning how exhausting it is to ever try to be anything I'm not. And I think sometime...
Posted by Missss India on Wed, 30 May 2007 11:11:00 PST

Like so many drugs in the bottom of my glass.

I hate how stupid pop songs suddenly have meaning. How you say you're sorry. How I believe you.Oh, your wandering eyes, they still give such sweet pillow talk.I forgive you, and that empowers me. I fo...
Posted by Missss India on Mon, 30 Apr 2007 04:21:00 PST

Thank You, Arcade Fire

Don't wanna live with my father's debtYou can't forgive what you can't forget....Save my soul, set me free!Set me free! What have you done to me?I can't breathe! I can't see!...
Posted by Missss India on Tue, 10 Apr 2007 09:45:00 PST

Rosemary

Rosemary the Bewitched.Snow in the place of Spring.Mounds and mounds of snowy gathering. Sheeps' deaths in place of birthThe pungent smell of dying earth.Rosemary! Rosemary! Come cast your spell!Where...
Posted by Missss India on Mon, 05 Mar 2007 10:04:00 PST

I'm a snob.

Crimson and Clover. I find myself listening to this song when I come home with new folds of fabric, miscellaneous buttons and zippers and clasps, visions of new little monsters, bags, and other ...
Posted by Missss India on Mon, 15 Jan 2007 05:39:00 PST

Great Expectations

There are too many expectations in this world, and hardly any of them are realistic. Expectations are what disappoint us. They are what we kill ourselves trying to live up to. And maybe it's taken me ...
Posted by Missss India on Fri, 17 Nov 2006 07:14:00 PST