elsie profile picture

elsie

eleanorsankey

About Me

maybe live on impulse. enjoy being apprehensive. dream about running on grass. keep a little inside. swear. run away at night. eat cherries. lose shoes. nurture the skills to become an artistically skilled crook. say little else on the subject.

My Interests

handwriting, sweetcorn, incriminating photographs, killing cats, old bicycles, the smell of hawaiian tropics, parts of the moon, victorian funerals

flicking through coffee table books in waterstones, veggie burgers and chocolate milk, owls, slipping unnoticed into parties or films, goosebumps, leaving first...

I'd like to meet:

um. james stewart. jason swartzman. bill murray. gene hackman. steven campbell moore.

Music:

the knife, nouvelle vague, led zeppelin, the shins, blue oyster cult, kings of convenience, doves, koushkik, rjd2, broken social scene, the longcut, shy child, the foals, jane's addiction, rolling stones, joanna newsom, the rapture, beck, ugly duckling, boards of canada, good shoes, tricky, jim noir, british sea power, prefuse73, the cult, mogwai, the who, sufjan stevens, modest mouse, the kinks, pharcyde, four tet, gang starr, sigur ros, cream, bob dylan, jose gonzalez, coldplay, kings of leon, jethro tull, lamb, kasabian, radiohead, unkle

Movies:

chinatown, say anything, rushmore, the big lebowski, fear and loathing in las vegas, fast times at ridgemont high, goodfellas, virgin suicides, la dolce vita, mean streets, sin city, adaptation, singles, little miss sunshine, waynes world 2, in the mood for love, coming to america, la haine, the jacket.

Television:

whatever i can slump in front of, preferably unpenetrating.

Books:

The Great Gatsby, Swimmer by Bill Broady, Catcher in the Rye and short stories by Roald Dahl

My Blog

for anyone who's ever wondered

last night i worked. i had cycled in rain for most of the day and by the time i crossed over the foggy threshold, my energy was being dragged away, as if pulled at by a small creature tugging on my je...
Posted by elsie on Sun, 19 Feb 2006 12:24:00 PST

again and again

last night, i ran from a friendly gathering to linger in a heaving bar where a friend's band were playing. as i waited for my companion, who appeared to be suffering a recurrant bladder problem, i tos...
Posted by elsie on Sat, 29 Apr 2006 06:04:00 PST

back to school part 2

last night i drifted through the rowdy nightime crowds of camden as if hovering on my very own cloud, my senses numb to the cheers of drunken football shirt clad boys, the screeches of crack whore ban...
Posted by elsie on Sun, 09 Apr 2006 01:52:00 PST

no tears

last night i went out til very late, spent way too much money and loved tequila. after watching simple kid in a cowboy hat playing songs enjoyed by drunk graphic designers, carpenters and betting shop...
Posted by elsie on Thu, 30 Mar 2006 07:32:00 PST

the square root of something

last night i worked with torn up napkin in my ears. the lights were flickering, an electrical fault rather than an illusionists trick. the boys playing grime like it loud. there was an afterparty some...
Posted by elsie on Thu, 23 Mar 2006 02:22:00 PST

i want an online education

last night i tired of telephones, drank too much vodka and contemplated standing on my head for extended periods of time. it was a quiet night. previous ones fuelled by champagne glugged in dark alley...
Posted by elsie on Thu, 02 Mar 2006 08:37:00 PST

elvis lives

today i will hate the world
Posted by elsie on Mon, 27 Feb 2006 06:03:00 PST

lost shoe, reward offered

last night, as i poured smuggled vodka into my glass i looked around the smokey crush of one too many bars to discover i recognised too many faces. my friend distracted by a clean cut, baby faced...
Posted by elsie on Fri, 17 Feb 2006 09:10:00 PST

no wheat or dairy

last night as i danced to dire straits' MTV i realised that my hearing would never be the same again. i was somewhere on a dancefloor whose sticky expanse was filled with boys.. or...
Posted by elsie on Sat, 11 Feb 2006 08:24:00 PST

a plea

last night i floated home on a chorus of beautiful music. please please, will people stop telling me to take care of myself. im alright.
Posted by elsie on Tue, 07 Feb 2006 04:22:00 PST