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Marian

YO!

About Me

the short version:

boo, person frustrated with life with shyness feeling lonely enjoying feeling lonely a lone ranger learning to lie and maneuver ship of lone rangerness into social settings such as not engaging in social settings (the brain) enjoying self careful what it is you are wishing for who the heck knows man.

the long version:

i am an only child. my childhood consisted of watching tv and floating from room to room dusting bookshelves and books read once or not at all. plus, you know, other stuff. cleaning the refridgerator. getting my foot stuck in the kitchen chair, screaming and crying, then watching Fraggle Rock afterwards in a very pacified state. eating butter under the table. getting shocked by the electrical outlet and screaming and crying. getting nipped by the dog. and screaming and crying. bathtub memories. water squirting out of honey bear bottles. red boat with propellor that propelled when boating through water. hair dryer hot on ears, hair combed roughly by father with yellow comb. the dog. dog dish: dirty. stove: hot. toilet: dirty. up the stairs slung over my father's back, "sack o' potatoes", squeeling and laughing, blood rushing to head. climbing out of crib to thin feathery rug outside parents door. face to cold floor. find me and put me back in. daffodils. big white flowers, big purple flowers. swing set. roof. church. more dogs. strollers. bike.

fast forward to junior high: sweaters and sweatpants. small silver necklace: windmill. English class? books. does he like me? pencils. crayons, still? desks like tables. new people. he likes me. red ears. spirit day. science class. pre-algebra. not very fashionable. fashionable. army t-shirt. he stopped liking me. spot? how to deal with bullies. proper hygeine. what is an ovary. what is a testicle. how to say no to drugs, "just say no". new friend! just kidding. no friend. old friend. needy friend. distant friend. but HE Likes me. but i don't like HIM. gym class. social studies. playground. school smell: crayons. school dance. what? tube socks and bug skirt. "original". "creative". from sweaters to flannel shirts in three short years. picking up on the aftershock of the grunge movement. headphones, meaningful, leave me alone i'm lonely.

to be continued...

My Interests

natural food and remedy, hare krishna

I'd like to meet:

insert corny phrase here

Music:

animal collective, radiohead, jolie holland, saul williams, 90 day men, gorillaz, the good the bad and the queen, modest mouse, the instruments, the microphones, the music tapes, coldplay, deerhoof, erase errata, magnetic fields, smog, the raincoats, my bloody valentine, postal service, keith jarret, bob dylan, spoon, folk, acoustic, jordan o' jordan

Movies:

i heart huckabees, pieces of april, lost in translation, adaptation, eternal sunshine of the spotless mind, good will hunting, the family stone

Television:

6 feet under

Books:

franny and zooey, raise high the roof beam carpenters, seymour an introduction, man in the high castle by philip k. dick, housekeeping, ways of seeing ways of knowing, civilwarland in bad decline by george saunders, david copperfield, the borrowers, the secret garden, tom's midnight garden, hans brinker or the silver skates, gulliver's travels, allen ginsberg, bhagavad gita as it is

Heroes:

*puh*

My Blog

Who is Clay Aiken?

If I had the internet at home, I would be on myspace and checking my email all of the time because I have this disease called depressionprocrastinationism, which requires me to be in contact with some...
Posted by Marian on Fri, 03 Oct 2008 07:05:00 PST

the best of times, the worst of times

it's over. the holiday. that orgiastic blissful handful of candy emotions, wrapped up in ribbons and set on the table for ripping; this is just what i wanted! thank you!!!now i feel dizzy and sick ...
Posted by Marian on Mon, 07 Jan 2008 10:01:00 PST

"be yourself" essay

Luckily having a blog seems like a flippant thing. It's easier to write here than in a journal because there are not many earthly residues or writey, scratchy, Marian-ish scrawling. Here you will fi...
Posted by Marian on Tue, 06 Nov 2007 10:36:00 PST

uncertainty is my current identity

Hi. I don't have a whole lot to say. Actually I have a lot to say. I am having an identity crisis; one that can only be expressed in a superficial way on my blog. It's my blog I'll do what I want ...
Posted by Marian on Mon, 15 Oct 2007 03:26:00 PST

poets

i think that poets who disapprove of using words that are too general like "love" and "truth" have never actually experienced these things and thus cannot understand what these words are referring to ...
Posted by Marian on Tue, 15 May 2007 10:36:00 PST

don't blame me, blame THE BLOG

hey, thought i'd write in here again, as opposed to seeping diluted poems. (whoops) how's it goin myspace?? how's it goin frienster friendy friend-friends. well i am still working at the co-op. ...
Posted by Marian on Thu, 22 Mar 2007 09:34:00 PST

When I Evade Myself, What the Hell do I Think I'm Doing?

Following my instincts on an afternoon in MarchLeads me to the page where I might reveal my heartWith the sun not barely out and the rain a pit-a-patI'm thinking that this life is worth much more than...
Posted by Marian on Fri, 02 Mar 2007 11:21:00 PST

non-coital bliss

When I think about youAnd the way you held me closeI feel somewhat revolted And I think it's rather grossI can't say we told each otherEvery little thingOr that we even really knewJust what to do or s...
Posted by Marian on Wed, 28 Feb 2007 09:33:00 PST

things i miss about nyc

the trainhaving a tiny roomnot going outmcbernie ymcayoga classphoto installationssmall art showsbig art showsbreakdancersthe trainbagel with buttercoffee with cream and sugarpizzaindian foodsmall boo...
Posted by Marian on Fri, 23 Feb 2007 10:41:00 PST

according to match.com

boyfriend season is right around the cornerwho knew.
Posted by Marian on Thu, 22 Feb 2007 11:29:00 PST