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shayda

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About Me

until they become conscious they will never rebel, and until after they have rebelled they will never be conscious.

My Interests

good food. those not adverb-aly challeged. good grammar. typewriters. and good (ol' fashion) trouble(with a capitol T).

I'd like to meet:

robert royston

Music:

On the record player: Aretha franklin: Areatha's gold,the Clash: combat rock, The Who: who's next, Marie Antoinette: music from the motion picture. Vice of the moment: jeff buckley

Movies:

virgin suicides, gidget. the red violin, me and you and everyone we know, usual suspects, sandlot, ENRON :the smartest guys in the room, inventing the abbots, new york doll, little miss sunshine.

Television:

mary tyler moore

Books:

i am currantly hooked on the following websites: ubu.com, portlandfoodanddrink.com Books i'm stuck on: Girl of the limberlost, To kill a mockingbird, 1984, magic garden New infatuations: design ideas, The atlas of american artisan cheese,the word museum: the most remarkable english words ever forgotton, pigeons: the fascinating saga of the world's most revered and reviled bird

Heroes:

farah pahlavi, robert royston

My Blog

hey STUPID.

today i left my bike (sitting pretty) all locked up next to the streetcar stop... when i returned late this evening to retrieve my bike, i found a big sticker on the seat that read: STEAL ME. WHA...
Posted by shayda on Thu, 26 Jul 2007 11:18:00 PST

shelly spindler's headband

i dont regret regressing when i look at you and you're sorry unwaviering tedious a circle i kept waiting to break it feels like UN-justice keeps getting later digressing to a more showy self further, ...
Posted by shayda on Thu, 07 Jun 2007 05:16:00 PST

new profession

i want to the art store and picked me up some paint; oh yah, and i got a canvas too.
Posted by shayda on Sat, 09 Jun 2007 09:07:00 PST

harrowed

Its all something you concieved. contrived (harrowed) this wound thrusting. are you, gap toothed wording my hands to ring my words? racing this grace to degradation I wish it was failure. your sl...
Posted by shayda on Thu, 07 Jun 2007 04:46:00 PST

killing perfect

perfect. wanting waning increasing  continually   the process of making it go away throwing it yet straining for the very same contriving, twisting and breaking killing waning, wanting ...
Posted by shayda on Tue, 18 Oct 2005 05:28:00 PST

.drowning. .shadows be-fore .

a shadow be-fore shadows be fore why do you ask then you ask when why do you grasp palatable pokets of my keep still singing him to sleep im sorry remiss loving her is like drowning ...
Posted by shayda on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

i was pretty much breathing heavy the whole time

silky, like the ashfromfilteredcigarettes voice a tremble in my earlips of sugarcaresscaressthe oily passion ofourcon - phew - shungroping in the darkmutedsilloughetteher breathher breathherbreathgasp...
Posted by shayda on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

L

a mercurial flare of sliver slight light, the guitar stings turn your head again. a bulb of innocence, thrilled to the touch. a motion made a passion played fever felt in the rush. it stands, to be re...
Posted by shayda on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

im sorry. really i am. you knew it from the start . i told you

what i am currently grooving to i couldnt have written better myself -for you .dear.  im sorry these are the facts i want you to know before you give yourself away again these are the facts an...
Posted by shayda on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST