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miss elyssa joy

I am here for Friends

About Me

completely unprofessional.

My Interests

green. bike rides. mud puddles. coffee. karaoke. music books postcards and poems. romance. five in the morning. saying pervy innappropriate things.

I'd like to meet:

coffee and walking, fleetwood mac and books without highlighters, long warm days and twister in the park, my attention span and a dash more work ethic.

Music:

the decemberists, kimya dawson, metric, the blow,of montreal, wolf parade, the smiths, patti fucking smith, rainer maria,the good life, the cure, morrissey, the be good tanyas, the gossip, bikini kill,joy division, new order, depeche mode, the thompson twins, the yeah yeah yeahs, velvet underground,jeff buckley, woody guthrie, flaming lips, outkast, paul simon, the beatles, elliot smith, dan bern, mirah, josh joplin, patty griffin, the pixies, the postal service, prince, david bowie, blonde redhead, cat power, neutral milk hotel, fiona apple,the cars, the talking heads, otis redding, billie holiday, when i'm drunk i LOVE me some juvenile, ol' dirty bastard, and early 90's alterna-rock ala the Toadies and alice in chains and jane's addiction. mmmhmm.

Movies:

i heart huckabees,waiting for guffman, welcome to the dollhouse, the labryinth, willy wonka and the chocolate factory, beaches, adaptation, being john malkovich, the harry potters, boogie nights, slums of beverly hills, motorcycle diaries,big business, the chelsea girls, 8 1/2, hedwig and the angry inch, the muppets take manhattan, rocky horror

Television:

apparently i love the O.C. i didn't mean to, it was just in my living room and so was i but i decided i am ok with this new love affair. mischa barton, you're my favorite teendream ever because you are a horrible actress and kind of look like a t-rex and somehow i still love you.

Books:

geek love. jitterbug perfume. no one belongs here more than you. the chronicles of narnia and the last five harry potters. persepolis. two or three things i know for sure. magical thinking. prep. catcher in the rye. the ihop papers. i know this much is true. the red tent.

Heroes:

my family. risk-takers. loooove-makers. people who are unabashed and unapologetic about who they are. miranda july and augusten burroughs.

My Blog

i loved that rat who loved the fair.

01 Who was your FIRST prom date? that would be a mr. sean kelley. of the glen ellyn kelleys. remember that time when you and those other hooligans scratched up my mom's volvo with 16 tons of unraveled...
Posted by miss elyssa joy on Wed, 30 Apr 2008 01:08:00 PST

inertia

i am so fucking tired. 14 minutes ago i finished writing a paper. for the most part. i thought, i will leave the editing round for tomorrow in the half hour i’ll have before class because it is ...
Posted by miss elyssa joy on Wed, 09 Apr 2008 01:34:00 PST

nobody can eat fifty eggs.

Where was your default picture taken? in my living room. at witching hour. the guitar comes out and it’s 1995 all over again. minus the voodoo doll of eddie vedder’s wife that would have b...
Posted by miss elyssa joy on Mon, 07 Apr 2008 11:50:00 PST

procastinating a letter of intent via meaningless time suckage

Part 1: LanguageWhat is the only word that is identical in spelling and meaning in both Latin and English? and why do you feel the need to make me feel small? List two examples of a part of speech: ...
Posted by miss elyssa joy on Fri, 29 Feb 2008 02:24:00 PST

it’s my first time.

1. Ever thought about getting your lip pierced?i have thought about it. but my body rejects piercings. and i had to stop rejecting this truth about 5 years ago or i would be nothing but a puddle of pu...
Posted by miss elyssa joy on Mon, 28 Jan 2008 12:55:00 PST

ah, fuck.

the actual thought that coursed through my brain this morning as i inserted a carrot into the giant steel juicer at work: "awww...what a horrible way for a carrot to die." i was imagining its feelings...
Posted by miss elyssa joy on Tue, 18 Sep 2007 05:13:00 PST

miniature bridges, your mouth

what we do in the dark has no hands. nocrossover effect, no good-bye kiss after the alarm.what we carry in, we carry out, end of story. thisdoesn't even want to be love. except in minuteswhen your fac...
Posted by miss elyssa joy on Sat, 15 Sep 2007 02:35:00 PST