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About Me

Dress sincerely,
Eating is honest.

You thought it was bad taste to hold a war-themed dinner-party
The guests each arrived with toy guns, wearing helmets

The evening took on an unexpected aura of profundity

Dubs of 8mm short-films from the 1970's - shelling pistachios - whisker kisses

And, yet - what does it matter how big a target you are?
...Someone, somewhere will invent a game to make you hard to hit.

There, you dance as well as Fred Astaire.

Ribs and knots like leather bridles, and plated harnesses, and bits, and reins are required.
- (You have become too wound-up to ride bare-back).

Mink eye-lashes, Cleavage-buffing and under-arm botox

Our thought balloons are coated invisible, no one there sees us.

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My Interests

shadow-play.
snow-globes.
mood-rings.
haptic poetry.
silent-films.
collages.
home-made birthday cards.
the romantic idea of blood and bruises.
- I prefer tragic, obsessive love and grand overwhelming gestures of expression.
gaze perception.
dÃ©jÃ vu.
mirror neurons.
REM sleep.
constellations.
bunnies.
shadow-boxes.
beauty-marks.
the chirping sounds of crickets and birds.
kaleidoscopes.
the excitement of randomness.
passionate kissing
<[u>with use of the tongues].
horrendous tempers.
states of mindlessness where spacious worlds become cumulus clouds cradled in an unsettling blue sky.
nonchalance.
overused ellipsis'.
the Fluxus Movement
the weather: at 72 degrees fahrenheit/22.2222222 degrees celsius.
pleasures of circumstance.

I'd like to meet:

* Someone who finds me by posting a mysteriously intriguing "missed connection" ad in the local paper or on CraigsList.com.

. . . (because i am a sucker for random romantic rendezvous).

Music:

♥

Movies:

- Candy.

Television:

Books:

- Be Here Now/Now Be Here.
- House of Leaves.
- Grapefruit.
- She.
- The Catcher In the Rye
- Candy.
- The New Sins.
- Scattered Bits of My Fragmented Self:
(a book i've been writing/creating over the past year and a half)

Heroes:

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Temporarily Out of Order:

in a physical-senseCheers: to an uncanny past. but, Here lies a poisonless future."X" has marked the spot. [Only, no furthering (consistantly justified) ellipsis shall come hereafter]This is as dire...
Posted by Ashlie on Wed, 28 Nov 2007 01:54:00 PST