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About Me

I'm manifesting my perfect life right now, and I'm so thankful for all the wonderful and amazing things I have received and will continue to receive.

My Interests

Laughing. Fortune Cookies...in bed. Paper mache puppie dogs. Audible emoticons from Taiwan. Chinese toy recalls. Salmonella. Golden monkeys. Bigfoot. Masturbation. Shoplifting. Toys in cereal boxes. Slinkies. Belly button lint.

I'd like to meet:

I'd like to meet people who vibrate on my frequency. ;)View All Friends | View Blog | View Pics | Add Comment

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Music:

I live for Music. If I could marry Music, I sooo would. I'd be all like "I do" and Music would be all "Yeah, me too." And we'd totally DO IT under a table at the reception... Unless Glenn Danzig was there. Then I'd do him under the table, instead; but Music wouldn't get pissed. Music would totally join in and we'd all get our rocks off! Hells yeah.

Movies:

Horror. Zombies. Psychos. Documentaries. Indie films. Romantic Comedies need not apply, but other comedies are eligible. I love Will Ferrell. He writes the best catchphrases. I love Johnny Depp. He gives me the best naughty dreams. I like old 80's teen flicks. Jude Nelson and John Cusack were yummy once...Once.

Television:

I hate TV, but sometimes I watch it when I need a laugh. I dig on My Name is Earl, The Office, Scrubs, 30 Rock, Last Comic Standing, Family Guy and...yeah that's it. NO I DON'T HAVE CABLE ASSHOLE!!

Books:

I'm reading The Secret again. I just finished it and I love it. Rhonda Byrne. Check it out and change your life. I love The Alchemist, another life changer. Paulo Coelho.

Heroes:

Martin Luther King, Jr.

My Blog

New Poem that may Suck

Fire Fever burns with Hot breath. Whisper, Lips. Siren Song of Little Death. Burn, Fire! Kiss! ~SL~...
Posted by Shauna on Thu, 06 Sep 2007 12:21:00 PST

Oh Fucking Hell

Oh Fucking Hell. Let's play "stream of conciousness" and find out where my mind is at. Shit. This is really more fun with a friend. Why does it seem like everything is more fun when you have someone ...
Posted by Shauna on Tue, 05 Jun 2007 07:11:00 PST

New Poem

"Kentucky Calls" Come with me down the hollar! Barefoot, with the moon tonight! Watch the woods close in around us To pinch the stars out of our sight! Plod through paths and under, Scramb...
Posted by Shauna on Tue, 16 Jan 2007 07:31:00 PST

You*

"YOU" My inspiration, my muse, my dark sun god; I worship at the altar of your love and sacrifice my heart a thousand times over. You create for me bouquets of fragrant flowers; every word a fresh blo...
Posted by Shauna on Tue, 16 Jan 2007 09:48:00 PST

From the Vault: Love Songs...HA!

Song 1: For You/C Song The patterns on the ceiling Are footsteps and I'm feeling Like one more drink can't hurt the thought of you. So I'll lay beneath the blankets And hold fast to the trinkets You'v...
Posted by Shauna on Wed, 10 Jan 2007 10:26:00 PST

From the Vault: Poetry in Spades

Poem 1: The Wall Some say it takes a while to build a wall, But mine was fabricated quick. Traumatism was the mortar, Each antagonist, a brick. It was built without a gate The knobless door, without a...
Posted by Shauna on Wed, 10 Jan 2007 09:53:00 PST

From the Vault: Poetry in Hearts

Poem 1: Sonnet #3 Merciless love! How like the life of man You are. Fresh and vibrant and virilent In the beginning. How much time is spent On naive love? Better count grains of sand Than...
Posted by Shauna on Wed, 10 Jan 2007 10:08:00 PST

Today I'm Feeling Sylvia

Lady Lazarus I have done it again. One year in every ten I manage it----- A sort of walking miracle, my skin Bright as a Nazi lampshade, My right foot A paperweight, My featureless, fine Jew linen. P...
Posted by Shauna on Fri, 05 Jan 2007 11:27:00 PST

A Poem..."Good Morning"

"Good Morning" The sun shines warm in my eyes. That gentle orange glow A reminder Of the fire Felt the night before. Soon, I know I'll rise- To greet the day, To meet the day. A shower and a cup ...
Posted by Shauna on Mon, 11 Dec 2006 10:52:00 PST

On Men...

A Poem: "On Men..." Any man I have to fight for I wouldn't give a spit or shite for. He must battle for my affection And concern himself with my rejection. It isn't that I'm so conceited; Shoul...
Posted by Shauna on Thu, 30 Nov 2006 09:35:00 PST