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About Me

Sad eyes.

Who I'd Like to Meet: Someone that keeps my nostalgia in check.

My Interests

There's nothing about me that you need to know that you can't ask me yourself.

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Music:

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Action Action
An Albatross
Aphex Twin
At the Drive-in
At the Gates
Audion
Beatles, The
Beep Beep
Belle & Sebastian
Ben Kweller
Beneath the Massacre
Benetar, Pat
Between the Buried and Me
Black Dahlia Murder, The
Bloc Party
Boards of Canada
Bodies in the Gears of the Apparatus
Bowie, David
Bright Eyes
Broken Social Scene
Buzzcocks, The
Cannibal Corpse
Cardigans, The
Cattle Decapitation
Chariot, The
Chinese Stars, The
Cinemechanica
Cinema Eye, The
Circa Survive
Circle Takes the Square
Coldplay
Converge
Copeland
Cursive
Daft Punk
Dance Disaster Movement
Death Cab For Cutie
Deerhoof
DiFranco, Ani
Duran Duran
Dying Fetus
Eisley
Elliott
Ex-Models
Faint, The
Fall of Troy
Flaming Lips, The
Frou Frou
Gasoline Please
Genesis
Glass Casket
Hawnay Troof
Hives, The
Holy Molar
Hot Hot Heat
IMA Robot
(I)NC, The
Interpol
Iron Maiden
Jackson, Michael
Japandi
Job For A Cowboy
Jude the Obscure
Kill Me Tomorrow
King Diamond
Kings of Leon
Ladytron
Lanterns
Lauper, Cyndi
LCD Soundsystem
Le Tigre
Locust, The
M83
Manos: Hands of Fate
Manowar
Mars Volta, The
Mates of State
Melt Banana
Metric
Mister Valentine
Modest Mouse
Mtley Cre
Moving Units
Muse
Necrophagist
Nekromantix
Norma Jean
Panic in the Streets
Peaches, The
Pig Destroyer
Pinback
Pink Handgrenade
Pixies, The
Please Mister Gravedigger
Pretty Girls Make Graves
Postal Service, The
Put Down That Science Pole
Radiohead
Ramones, The
Rapture, The
Red Light Sting, The
Rhapsody
Rilo Kiley
Saosin
Shins, The
Sigur Ros
Sound of Animals Fighting, The
Sounds, The
Spektor, Regina
Spotlight Syndicate, The
Strokes
Styx
Tegan & Sara
Tender Buttons
This Computer Kills
Threads, The
Through the Eyes of the Dead
Torrini, Emiliana
Toy Dolls
TV on the Radio
Unicorns, The
Vader
Vibrators, The
Whirlwind Heat
White Stripes, The
Xiu Xiu
Yeah Yeah Yeahs, The
Yes

My Blog

Balance.

The condensation did little to help dim the glare mimiced by the mirror's face, the light it cast a skewed replica accencuating the water stains and finger prints otherwise hidden on either side of th...
Posted by hans alexander on Sat, 23 Dec 2006 03:28:00 PST

Wishlist [updated 12.06]

1. American Spirit cigarettes [regular (blue), medium (light green), perique (black), filterless (tan), or organic (red)]2. American Spirit "roll your own" [comes in either a tub or a re-sealable pack...
Posted by hans alexander on Thu, 07 Dec 2006 11:02:00 PST

[untitled]

The streetlights glow green with anticipation, yielding to cars that will seldom come, the passersby to their own, lined-up empty in opposite rows, steering wheels barely visible in the dim light thro...
Posted by hans alexander on Tue, 26 Sep 2006 01:58:00 PST

Dextromethorphan hydrobromide ... 360 mg

A boy sits on the floor of an unkempt room, hands tucked between the inner thighs of crossed legs, the right loosely-clenched to fit the relaxed curve of his left. He stares blankly into the TV screen...
Posted by hans alexander on Sun, 11 Jun 2006 02:17:00 PST

Year is Life

The leaves are changing colors, and though we've donned our winter linen, we can't help but to find our ways back to our separate homes, and our separate lives. Passed the oak doors, we lay, our knees...
Posted by hans alexander on Wed, 24 May 2006 06:00:00 PST

... on the offchance that fate decides to take the day off.

I lean back, my head enveloped in a shimmery haze, distorting any distinguishable forms besides the flutter of moving lips. I open my mouth, pulling the cigarette towards me when I taste it, the bitte...
Posted by hans alexander on Wed, 21 Dec 2005 01:07:00 PST

The Third-Wheel

A boy sits at a table with friends, his body turned with his feet together and his back to the door. He is outside, bent forward in his chair with his right elbow on the marble table-top, a cigarette ...
Posted by hans alexander on Tue, 20 Dec 2005 03:23:00 PST

Solace is so last year.

I've been standing in the driveway counting the butt of each cigarette I've smoked since I stood from the desk, since I've given up hope, at least the little I had managed to salvage after each defeat...
Posted by hans alexander on Mon, 17 Oct 2005 01:30:00 PST