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About Me

I'm the kind of girl who likes to take walks at 4 am because the entire world is silent...no people...no cars. All there is to hear is birdsong and the wind. I can pretend that everyone has simply disappeared, that I am the last person left on Earth. It is a duality of feeling: lonely and exhilarated.
Wow. That really makes it seem like I hate people. Hmmmmm.
And here's a word from Neko Case:
When I'm walkin' under stars
I covet all the waning hours
All the lonely houses stand like monuments
To thieves
When I'm walkin' in the dark
I'm free to covet all I want
You've made it all so very dangerous
I can't stay away
When I'm walkin' under trees
I'm free to covet all I please
New moons in the alley
And it's madness calls to me
Tonight, tonight, tonight...
If I meet you in the night
You're free to covet all you like
Don't you try and stop me
I cling tightly...to this life
What else? Because my circadian rhythms are all askew, I see the sunrise just about every morning. I've started taking pictures of them. Iiiiiii...love watching my dog dream. I love the smell of pine trees. I love the insulated sound of snowfall. I hate granola-types. As much as I try, I can't seem to make this shit funny.
If you really want to know who I am, take a look at my friends. They're a good gauge of the people who I like, and who like me. And, they're all excellent.
No matter what you're thinking, I'm not who you want.
Or am I?

My Interests

metal (both the music and the substance), early music, indie rock, rebellion, pinstripes, norse/anglo-saxon/jute/visigoth/celt (aka the dark ages) history and lit, army surplus, steel-toed boots, flowers, origami, snow, firetrucks, horses, tattoos, and a bunch of other bullshit you don't really care about, and probably won't read. Are you reading this now? No? Didn't think so.

I'd like to meet:

People I already know. Barack Obama.

Probably not you.

Unless you're someone I already know, but then...we wouldn't really be meeting, would we? Just...reuniting? So, maybe this is a bad answer. Merde.

Music:

AFI, Himsa, Duncan Sheik, T(I)NC, The Beatles, etc.

And always, always Joy Division.

Movies:

All the shit with hobbits, orcs, chicks in bonnets, unicorns, and bodices being ripped.

Oh, and anything by Bergman.

Television:

All the shit I shouldn't be watching.

Books:

These days it's Thirteen Moons by Charles Frazier and a biography of Helen of Troy.

Heroes:

I'm fortunate enough to be surrounded by heroes, although they would never call themselves such. They are my brothers and sisters; they are The Firefighters. All gave some. Some gave all. 343.

Also, my friends who are keeping me in line these days. You know who you are.

My Blog

Don’t waste my time, or I’ll waste you...

Holy motherfucking shit.Muse was amazing.Amazing.Whoa. Like, whoa.
Posted by S.a.r.a.h. on Wed, 19 Sep 2007 01:30:00 PST

I can’t even begin to imagine how many pairs of Jordache jeans were unbuttoned to this song...

So, I'm his Lady, now.It wasn't what I was looking for, and it wasn't what I thought I'd find...But, after a few days of being around him, I knew it would be what I wanted...that it would be exactly r...
Posted by S.a.r.a.h. on Tue, 11 Sep 2007 07:33:00 PST

Eram quod es, eris quod sum.

I was what you are, you will be what I am.In a few weeks, the one-year anniversary of my friend Dustin's death will come along. I hadn't thought much about this, as it doesn't feel as though it has b...
Posted by S.a.r.a.h. on Mon, 20 Aug 2007 03:03:00 PST

Dragged back down to Earth...

http://www.iwanexstudio.com/Click "Portfolio."Kind of nice to see how much retouching they have to do. Although, Cate Blanchett still looks hot as fuck!
Posted by S.a.r.a.h. on Tue, 14 Aug 2007 03:07:00 PST

This endearing mirror...

Ha, wow. Everyone is so self-interested these days...It's nuts. Like, you can't meet anyone new without hearing them talk about nothing but themselves, or watching them serve nobody but themselves. ...
Posted by S.a.r.a.h. on Tue, 14 Aug 2007 09:38:00 PST

And the hours upon hours...

Ah, the sweet agony of a lovely few hours, and the uncertain anticipation of more.If only a lovely few hours could sate my appetite. If only I could glut myself on them. If only there were an unendi...
Posted by S.a.r.a.h. on Sat, 28 Jul 2007 03:50:00 PST

Just some songs...

...which seem to strike a chord these days...Sigh.First, Neko Case:"I Wish I Was The Moon"Chimney falls and lovers blazeThought that I was youngNow I've freezing hands and bloodless veinsAs numb as I'...
Posted by S.a.r.a.h. on Fri, 20 Jul 2007 05:09:00 PST

La la la la la la la la la means...

Editors Note: Kristine, you'll love this.I got a random message from some climber-trash guy in Indiana today where, among other things, he said this:Nice blog, BTW. I was thinking of running the other...
Posted by S.a.r.a.h. on Thu, 19 Jul 2007 02:23:00 PST

Dumb Amounts of Dumbness

Things which have been gittin' in my craw lately:The voice of a woman who sits behind me in class. Nasal, whiny, and reminiscent of the "lady voice" that trannies do. Doesn't help that she's also a w...
Posted by S.a.r.a.h. on Wed, 11 Jul 2007 01:03:00 PST

And, so, I'm home.

Jeeeeeesus fuck, vacations are exhausting.3 days in Steamboat Springs yielded:1 note seen in the Ex's apartment, on the way out, from a girl thanking him for letting her sleep in, and calling him "cut...
Posted by S.a.r.a.h. on Mon, 09 Jul 2007 08:28:00 PST