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Pa n d a K n o c k o u t &lt;3

While eating one food, it is not very hard for me to start fantasizing about another more desirable

About Me


Zoe Alexandra Jeanette- sober, vegan, writer,make-up artist esthetician, sex-worker, songstress, animal liberation enthusiast, bone collector, guts, hearts, orchids, crying, laughing, reaching, always reaching.
Do not add me if you have no picture on your page, are some band that you think I'd like unless I have listed you as a band I like, if you want to send me some gross smarmy message. IF YOU INSIST ON ADDING ME AND I DON'T KNOW YOU PLZ SEND A MESSAGE OR I WILL DEFINITELY NOT ADD YOU. I am not trying to be an azzhole I just don't want anymore lame azz friends on here. Thanks for reading this.
publications:
The Blender of Love (selected poems) 1999-2001 www.loveblender.com
Deconstruction Quarterly Summer 2005 edition-http://www.deconstructionpapers.com/Pages/zine.html
Best Lesbian Erotica 2007 (Cleis Press 2007) available at amazon.com, rainbow books, barnes and noble or your local bookstore. (If they don't have it, ask them to carry it.)
"A fire-eater, a voluptuous masseuse, a naked game of tag in the forest at twilight: welcome to the latest volume of the most popular series of erotic lesbian stories, selected and introduced this time by top lesbian writer Emma Donoghue. The 21 featureed writers range from 21-year-old student Zoe Alexandra to vetran author Radclyff."- Rainbow books
aol im= itscalledpanda
http://www.flickr.com/photos/pandajeanette
http://organizedchaos.terror-beauty.com/index.html
I can't decide if I want to be white trash or ghetto fabulous!

My Interests

Look boo, what the deals? You got my cash, 'fo u stick in here? I know you be packin' the steel But I cant suck ya dick and get my lipstick smeared Fuck nigga dont be grabbin' my braids You got some cash? Then I'm easily persuaded Taste ass these un-sauteed See I be cummin' all night & all day I'm Miss Trina, sim seema Fuck a beamer Got me benz and some rims Tinted windows and some tens I'll tell you time again I'm fine enough to even fuck your mans Looky here Slim Less go to South Beach let me speak 'Fo you fuck me you gone treat? And put some Santinees' on my feet Take me to the beach Now crawl up in my wall real deep Becoming DJ Panda Pillhead

I'd like to meet:


m y s e l f
someone else m.a..d.u.k.e.s

Music:



Nina Simone, John Coltrane, Le Tigre, Songs: Ohia, mates of state, Helium, Azure Ray, Bjork, Julie Doiron and the Wooden Stars, the anniversary, mirah, diggable planets, biggie smalls, gang starr, talib kweli, the roots, common, mos def, the yeah yeah yeahs, Rza, ghostface killah, old dirty bastard, wu tang clan, MOP, witchypoo, cold cold hearts, prince, rainer maria, dead prez, patsy Cline, lucinda williams, the misfits, the postal service, death cab for cutie, figurine, geraldine fibbers, skid row, iron maiden, joan jett and the black hearts, bjork, bikini kill, team dresch, the thrills, the stills, elefant, tricky, robert johnson, guns n roses, neko case, the islands, xiu xiu, portishead, sebadoh, big L, rasheeda,lil weezy, shyne, kool g rap, the dipolmats, juelz santana, leather strap, adult anxiety, kid koala, johnny cash, waylon jennings, e-40, dirty south crunk, mickey avalon, morcheeba, naughty by nature, poison, bell du voe, biz markie

Television:


"I'm a loner, dottie, a rebel."

Books:



My Blog

Calories- 95 days clean & sober

Calories 6/16/07-  95 days clean & sober A. I want you more Nothing feels good One time I looked deep into your face And I had to look away so I wouldn't cry But I did anyway Slamming door...
Posted by Pa n d a K n o c k o u t <3 on Sat, 16 Jun 2007 01:02:00 PST

I'm a dangerous person to know (new-ish poems for publication)

Way Out..:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />     It's never been like this before. I've never been able to say no to anything before. Now that's all I can...
Posted by Pa n d a K n o c k o u t <3 on Sat, 16 Jun 2007 02:13:00 PST

no more preferred list on my blog

I decided to change by blog from preferred list to "friends only" mainly because I have friends on here that I don't know very well (anymore or ever) and wasn't sure if I felt the writing was private ...
Posted by Pa n d a K n o c k o u t <3 on Sat, 02 Jun 2007 09:59:00 PST

78 plus sober haiku

78-84 days clean and soberHAIKUNo more blackouts, manNow I just worry a lotThat I have AIDS and CANCER First sober fuckingFelt like I was wasted andAnd I was happy, dude Waiting for a checkFrom my dad...
Posted by Pa n d a K n o c k o u t <3 on Tue, 22 May 2007 11:40:00 PST

promise you everything- poem fo crimethinc maybe

Promise You Everything ..:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />      Sober 31 days and I miss someone I never knew The rooms are closing in on me And my...
Posted by Pa n d a K n o c k o u t <3 on Tue, 22 May 2007 11:31:00 PST

Coming Undone (Poison comes clean about everything)

Sometimes when I am driving late at night a chill rides up from my left leg to my right arm. The chill asks, "Is this real life or am I stuck in an endless dream?" It asks me if I crashed my car would...
Posted by Pa n d a K n o c k o u t <3 on Fri, 18 May 2007 09:12:00 PST

Getting Clean for crimethinc

I needed to be this person to be this person:     Getting Clean..:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /> `   I saw the way he waited for her 2:30 AM, wal...
Posted by Pa n d a K n o c k o u t <3 on Thu, 17 May 2007 07:25:00 PST

I do it in my sleep (crimethinc poem)

Here is a exclusive sneak peek at my crimethinc collection that I am werkin' on. Lucky you, you read it first. (MAYBE) :    do it in my sleep..:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microso...
Posted by Pa n d a K n o c k o u t <3 on Thu, 17 May 2007 10:33:00 PST

sober(ish) poem for a very sober girl

There is no such thing as a truly interesting sobersobersober poem (I think) but I am still writing and have been clean&sober 37 days as of today:   I've never been any good at being ho...
Posted by Pa n d a K n o c k o u t <3 on Tue, 17 Apr 2007 12:46:00 PST

drunk poems for a sober girl-- part deux

Allison used to say she saw the Norma Jean in me, as she pressed a manicured nail against my ample hip, not knowing that I was the one who would kill the blonde, choke the life out of her with flasks ...
Posted by Pa n d a K n o c k o u t <3 on Mon, 16 Apr 2007 11:58:00 PST