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Katie Lady

I Bring Out The Cardigan In Everyone

About Me

I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naïve or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman. ~Anaïs Nin

My Interests

MY BLOGGIE: http://12impossiblethings.blogspot.com/

Music:

Violent Femmes 3 -- MSI-- Deathcab for Cutie-- Minus the Bear-- Modest Mouse-- The Postal Service-- Snow Patrol-- Queen-- Panic! At The Disco-- SchoolYard Heroes-- From Here To Red (mi hermano)-- Red Hot Chilli Peppers-- Third Eye Blind-- Patty Griffin-- Teagon and Sara-- The Arcade Fire-- Ben Kweller-- Ben Harper-- Jason Mraz-- Elliot Smith-- Joni Mitchell-- Guster-- Jump (Little Children)-- Jack Johnson-- Imogen Heap-- Refused-- Left Alive-- Kill Hannah-- Jem-- Joy Drop-- Katy Rose-- Sneaker Pimps-- The Shins-- The Used-- Jimmy Eat World-- Peaches-- The Cardigans-- Sigur Ros-- + anything i can move to

Movies:

I like to produce. I also like russian and french films.

Television:

I liek 2 reed sumtimes insted of waching TVokay i admit. i LOVE -House- -Nip/Tuck- -Scrubs- -Grey's Anatomy- My brain wants me to be a doctor, but my math and science scores say no. ...and DARIA. we are pretty much soulmates.

Books:

All books any books any size any shape s'all good to me. The smell of a new book is orgasmic. I want to be a librarian. favorite author: Christopher Moore. ...but most of all: comic books are from heaven. favorite: X-men, Strangers In Paradise, Bone, Fathom, Preacher, Fables....god, please message me if you love comics. i am a beautiful nerd.

Heroes:

i love my boy 'cause he's a gentle giant.

My Blog

The Year's haikus

new years poured champagne on lips like the thoughts of change coming used planners torn up   looking over the past year cliches of broke hearts window open to south sands infedelity   what...
Posted by Katie Lady on Tue, 02 Jan 2007 11:51:00 PST

what i dreamt before i dreamt you.

when i dream of you  i dream in blues. i dream the expanse of your back over sheets i dream in shades of memories that are bruised peaches and lace colored tablets of rice paper that i know as w...
Posted by Katie Lady on Tue, 28 Nov 2006 11:39:00 PST

the space between my sheets

the scent on my pillow is now a hint not even that, its gone. this is here: a dark scent of you; that vunerable sleeping boy and the softness of that memory, eyelashes shut tight to the light. yo...
Posted by Katie Lady on Tue, 26 Sep 2006 04:00:00 PST

A strong hold.

my strong suit is not patience it is the will to be right and say so   this waiting its too difficult i will be the first to admit -which almost never happens- its something i can't do   i d...
Posted by Katie Lady on Tue, 08 Aug 2006 10:16:00 PST

1

Exactly one day to make everything known to memorize your face see it without looking "not long" you say "not long" how are you measuring this, love? your measurements are inaccurate and cold   s...
Posted by Katie Lady on Sat, 24 Jun 2006 02:43:00 PST

Ladies and Gentleman, Please Take Your Seats.

this is how they start a simple plot with an A for effort what can be done to make an audience pay attention   pick and choose deadly disease sex sold spirits the disillusioned sophisticate...
Posted by Katie Lady on Tue, 16 May 2006 08:11:00 PST

Lessons In Greek

Agape knowing there is something to know is the most difficult thing i have ever done feel no need for a step up or a held hand a choice when i was younger to do everything solo yet needing someo...
Posted by Katie Lady on Tue, 09 May 2006 04:02:00 PST

metamorphosis

todaymy feet kissed the skythe palms of my hands grew rootsand i grew into a little treedug deep into the earth yesterdayi hibernatedshook my shoulders arched my backand sleptdormant the day beforei w...
Posted by Katie Lady on Mon, 01 May 2006 07:47:00 PST

trois.3.

you me machinary ch-kunk gears fall into place and im realizing that you might be a very bad idea keeping well oiled (you can laugh) has always been a goal of mine and crying as everyone knows (rusts)...
Posted by Katie Lady on Tue, 25 Apr 2006 08:21:00 PST

You Owe Me An Apology

She sits, unflinchingly cold, at the corner of the bus station. Violet fingertips, bitten down to the fresh pink underneath-the-skin. Nipples hard as glass. Eyes rock flint gray. They used to be calle...
Posted by Katie Lady on Sat, 08 Apr 2006 11:26:00 PST