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About Me

But you may be offended, and you may be afraid but don't walk away, don't walk away
we're just two nameless slobs who don't belong to anyone. we don't even belong to eachother.
You call yourself a free spirit, a "wild thing," and you're terrified somebody's gonna stick you in a cage. Well baby, you're already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it's not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somali-land. It's wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself.
I live in my leggins and mucklucks at all temperatures, own a plethora of fantastic granny and Cosby sweaters, and I wish I could eat everything with chopsticks. I look like I am eleven, but act like your mom and i am probably one of thee nicest people you will ever encounter; so nice in fact that it is rather disgusting.
i get distracted and confused very easily.. if you bring me in public places, keep an eye on me.. I wander, then i get lost. if you are in a rush, don't bring me with you, I will only make you late.
dream often, analyze less, create everyday.
and where ever i am, well that's the place to be...

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

the love child of conor oberst and jarrod gorbel.
a headdress-wearing-cat loving- banjo-playing- poet.. one who also rides a unicycle while juggling fireworks and can make a mean cup of cinnamon coffee.. not to be too specific.

My Blog

Some things never change...

the only thing that changes are faces, names, and places.. everything else is always the same.. sadly exactly the same as it always goes. and here is how it goes..step 1. - you find yourself freshly o...
Posted by on Sun, 05 Apr 2009 09:53:00 GMT

reasons

13 is only a reason because i need to start off odd..12 reasons to remain odd.. and why i need face paint...11 reasons to go buy bubbles, a new hula hoop and a kite.10 reasons to cry..9 more than ten ...
Posted by on Fri, 23 Jan 2009 08:50:00 GMT

The sun is coming back, when can I?

when having a blue day, or a bluer than blue, a day when you find yourself with the mean reds..please play the fallowing. remember, no specific order, no rules other than make sure no band is played t...
Posted by on Fri, 23 Jan 2009 07:40:00 GMT

you'll find what you're looking for in the last place you check.

for the most part, things that come out of my mouth are basically idiotic.. well a good 90% either doesn't matter or i am being sarcastic. Yet somewhere, sometime, there is a minimal 10% where I udd...
Posted by on Thu, 22 Jan 2009 11:20:00 GMT

I feel just like a child and No different than the girl you met last week.

The other day, I sat under an tan awning smoking a clove and thought to myself.. Firstly, what have i done in the past few months? Nothing really, other acquire some pretty great finds from thrif...
Posted by on Fri, 08 Aug 2008 15:07:00 GMT

When it rains it pours! But then it clears out..

The past week has been a whirlwind..... I hope I can recall all of it to effectivley document it all.. It started with John's absinthe. It is awfully tasty in a good and horrible sense.. It seems almo...
Posted by on Sat, 19 Jul 2008 19:21:00 GMT

relax, i understand.

more lyrics. I need Silence. Just silence.I need it from all around me. If I could I'd cut up my credit and and debit cards, i'd be right where I want to be.. I'd throw catuion to the wi...
Posted by on Wed, 25 Jun 2008 04:00:00 GMT

I am akward.

I am the akward and eccentric accessory thas been placed to fill the void between here and there; and you don't know what to do with me because I just don't fit. So you place me on a shelf, and I onl...
Posted by on Wed, 18 Jun 2008 09:16:00 GMT

I am not the princess, I am the dragon.

I left the door unlocked for you, I never lock it when I know you'll be around.. For you I left my window open, you climbed on in a couple of times, a couple of times.. but you dissapear just as quick...
Posted by on Fri, 30 May 2008 13:03:00 GMT

I couldn’t say it more eliquintly if I tried..

I knew a woman, she was dignified and true.And her love for her man was one of her many virtues.. until... But she was grateful for everything that had happened.And she was anxious for all that w...
Posted by on Mon, 19 May 2008 16:11:00 GMT