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MISS LYNCH

We ran away, like movie lovers.

About Me

The kind of person who never reads instructions.
The kind of person who leaves the bath to overflow.
LE FIN.

BLACKCAT/GOLDCAT

BLACKCAT/GOLDCAT

BLACKCAT/GOLDCAT

My Interests

Shakespeare & Co.

I'd like to meet:

I
The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea In a beautiful pea green boat, They took some honey, and plenty of money, Wrapped up in a five pound note. The Owl looked up to the stars above, And sang to a small guitar, 'O lovely Pussy! O Pussy my love, What a beautiful Pussy you are, You are, You are! What a beautiful Pussy you are!'
II
Pussy said to the Owl, 'You elegant fowl! How charmingly sweet you sing! O let us be married! too long we have tarried: But what shall we do for a ring?' They sailed away, for a year and a day, To the land where the Bong-tree grows And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood With a ring at the end of his nose, His nose, His nose, With a ring at the end of his nose.
III
'Dear pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling Your ring?' Said the Piggy, 'I will.' So they took it away, and were married next day By the Turkey who lives on the hill. They dined on mince, and slices of quince, Which they ate with a runcible spoon; And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, They danced by the light of the moon, The moon, The moon, They danced by the light of the moon.

Music:



Right now, I like:
Bjork - Volta, Delia Derbyshire, Dandi Wind, Richard Hell, Chrome Hoof, Add n to (x), Alec Empire, Snap Ant, Syd, Josef K, Broadcast, Sonics, JME, Selfish Cunt, Vincent Gallo, Serge Gainsbourg

I fell off the wagon...

Movies:



Television:



Books:

Vivre sans temps mort -
jouir sans entraves!
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe. "Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch!" He took his vorpal sword in hand: Long time the manxome foe he sought— So rested he by the Tumtum tree, And stood awhile in thought. And, as in uffish thought he stood, The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the tulgey wood, And burbled as it came! One, two! One, two! And through and through The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and with its head He went galumphing back. "And hast thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!" He chortled in his joy. 'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe'

Heroes:

SAVE YOURSELF.

MAKING SOUNDS, WORDS + VISUALS.

My Blog

Lunatic

I cannot believe I actually did one of these ridiculous things. But, here it is: Advanced Global Personality Test Results Extraversion |||||||||||||||| 63% Stability |||||||||| 36% Orderlin...
Posted by MISS LYNCH on Sat, 26 May 2007 12:58:00 PST

neuveux

I bloody love postmodernismcause I bloody love a challenge to invent.
Posted by MISS LYNCH on Wed, 14 Sep 2005 10:50:00 PST

Lydia the Cat cake.

 Laurence serenades himself...meanwhile... Keita's let loose in the kitchen.  With a little inspiration... Pow! Lydia the cat is born! In cake form. Paw lickin' good. Before cake.After cake. (Little d...
Posted by MISS LYNCH on Thu, 03 Aug 2006 06:03:00 PST

LANDSCAPES WITH A CORPSE

Izima Kaoru. He's a photographer whose work is basically japanese models staging over the top deaths. here here here ...
Posted by MISS LYNCH on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

"Sweep the Old into Boxes", they say.

Found a poem I had published in a thing called Kounter Kulture, when I was about 15.It's about the elderly...here it is:...
Posted by MISS LYNCH on Thu, 29 Mar 2007 12:03:00 PST

leaves have left.

I think I totally missed Autumn...somehow. I completely missed the carpets of crisp goldenbrownandorange... I'm actually quite upset. Now its frosty and cold, and the leaves are cold, dirty, damp and ...
Posted by MISS LYNCH on Sun, 27 Nov 2005 05:55:00 PST

The Locket.

Today with Lou, I bought a silver locket at a jumble sale type thing. Got it home, opened it up...and look what was inside:...
Posted by MISS LYNCH on Fri, 24 Nov 2006 12:18:00 PST

A pleasant change

I like this alot.
Posted by MISS LYNCH on Mon, 13 Nov 2006 06:51:00 PST

Helter Skelter


Posted by MISS LYNCH on Tue, 07 Nov 2006 10:20:00 PST

arms clad in leather

Everyone's violently throwing up, its 3:41am. The brother's is screaming his head off and also vomiting... It's horrible. I hope I don't get it, jezus. I just watched an old recording of Route. I real...
Posted by MISS LYNCH on Tue, 25 Oct 2005 07:48:00 PST