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Jonathan

jonsonovic

About Me

i have two heads, one that knows how to have fun and one that doesnt. hope you meet my fun one. lots of things interest me, but i rarely pursue any of them. music means a lot to me. 48.3% of my happiness depends on it. music fills in the gaps between language, thought and emotion and joins them all together in a big orgie of joy. it also stops some autistic people from hitting themselves. no really. one day i hope to leave england for good, only to return for siblings weddings (or kev's, cos i'm hoping for best man). i am not proud to be english, apart from when we play football and then i'm only a little bit proud cos we're not actually that good.

My Interests

i like some books. and i like mending things. and i like raindrops and roses and whiskers on kittens, bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens.

I'd like to meet:

eddie vedder. kate winslet. george w bush. che guevara (shame). pete doherty. robbie williams (i'd love to know if he is actually as big a knob cheese as he comes across. I'd also like to know how the hell he pulls so many amazingly fit girls). myself in 20 years time. my wife. a real life oompaloompa. oh and that really rich columbian drug lord, but i cant remember his name.

Music:

Pearl Jam, REM, The Stone Roses, Led Zeppelin, Radiohead, The Libertines and The Doors are my favourites, but I am currently excited about Jamie-T, The Sunshine Underground and The Guillemots.Now I KNOW you cant hear the words very well and I KNOW that its not a note perfect performance... but this, to me, is how music should be. Live, with purpose and meaning. I think you have a part missing if you cant feel the pain of this song. Best unrequited love song ever written.LYRICS: PEARL JAM - BLACK Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay Were laid spread out before me as her body once did. All five horizons revolved around her soul As the earth to the sun Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn Ooh, and all I taught her was everything Ooh, I know she gave me all that she wore And now my bitter hands chafe beneath the clouds Of what was everything. Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything... I take a walk outside I'm surrounded by some kids at play I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear? Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning How quick the sun can drop away And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass Of what was everything? All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything... All the love gone bad turned my world to black Tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll be... yeah... Uh huh... uh huh... ooh...I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be a sun in somebody else's sky, but why Why, why can't it be, why can't it be mine

Movies:

oh i can never remember. last film that wowed me was Crash. watch it.

Television:

no thankyou. ok, maybe some football.

Books:

yes they are good i wish i read more. shorthistoryofnearlyeverything is wicked, but i am a geek and like that stuff.

Heroes:

mr blobby, cos he knows how to have fun like no other.