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About Me

I have no qualms towards anything, including creating and destroying qualms at whim.

I'm an elitist and an artist. I'm also a nihilist and a make-out slut.

I hate slow nights and love attention.

I was born a pathological liar but found love in painful honesty yet I'm learning to lie all over again; you need to lie to get anywhere in this world.
Most of all I'm a bitch and I'm a scorpio. I am spite and malice.

random and pointless words can also be found at http://thatonegirl.livejournal.com they're my pointless and random words. don't ask.

Mourn the Hanseldance! Revel the dead link! OBEY!
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My Interests

1984, aesthetics, androgyny, antipathy, art history, apathy, chai, cheese, chipped black nail polish, chapstick, chuck palahniuk, cloves, cuttlefish, glass, hearses, hyenas, jackals, jagermeister, making out, mausoleums, mortuary science, neil gaiman, nihilsim, ninjas, penguins, prophecy, puss in boots, scorpions, sea snakes, selfdeprecation, selfdestruction, subtlety, sushi, smoking like a chimney, swearing like a sailor, taxidermy, vanilla coke, vespas, wolves.

I'd like to meet:

Morrissey.

More members for my harem. And drag kings, artists, femme fatales to enjoy it. Girls in ties, boys in eyeliner.
Casual alchoholics who want to take me out on their danse macabre.

Music:

Movies:

American Psycho, The Big Lewbowski, Dellamorte Dellamore, Death Becomes Her, Eraserhead, Hedwig and the Angry Inch, I Heart Huckabees, Lost Highway, Muholland Drive, Nightmare Before Christmas, Rushmore, Royal Tenenbaums, Secret of Nimh, Snatch, Trainspotting

Television:

Aeon Flux, Beastwars: Transformers, Full Metal Alchemist, House, L Word, Lost, Twin Peaks

Books:

American Gods, Alice in Wonderland, Fear and Loating in Las Vegas, Gray's Anatomy, Lullaby, Through the Looking Glass, Trainspotting

Heroes:

My Blog

Go away.

I'm hibernating. or evolving in my cocoon or some shit. and no, I didn't get the set of victorian surgeon's tools wrapped in velvet and human leather or a trepanning drill for Christmas li...
Posted by Misnomer on Fri, 29 Dec 2006 10:26:00 PST

Because I'm evil and I lie

And if I should die, I may feel slightly sad but I won't cry. So, drink, drink, drink And be ill tonight
Posted by Misnomer on Tue, 14 Nov 2006 08:41:00 PST

Fine.

Fine and thank you and fuck you. Your politics and past, your loves and losses. Your best and your biases. I thank you and fuck you. For forgotten and lost reasons, for pity, for guilt and for no reas...
Posted by Misnomer on Thu, 09 Nov 2006 10:35:00 PST

walls of the rednecks closing in

I'm feeling much more wrath & vengence than spite & malice these days and I don't know what to think of it. its sad I guess. I long for privacy and freedom (particularly of speech, s...
Posted by Misnomer on Mon, 30 Oct 2006 06:00:00 PST

Listening to Chris Isaac was a bad idea

Now I have to be emo and post lyrics like a fag. Then I have to get a new print out of the Scorpio constellation. Then I have to go take a handful of anti-depressants and a few shots to chase them. Th...
Posted by Misnomer on Mon, 16 Oct 2006 05:22:00 PST

A mere more permanent note/ Hardly an update

You'd think it'd be 'Wicked Little Town' but no, for puzzling, inexplainable reasons "Wig In A Box" has been stuck in my head for now four days. Idle, I curiously wonder: "What if Junction City w...
Posted by Misnomer on Mon, 25 Sep 2006 12:35:00 PST

Conclusions in the land of metaphor

The plane crashed. Waited 15 days to be rescued in the cold and rain. Been kept barely alive by the girl who gave me the broken parachute. Leaving for rehabilitation tomorrow. Becoming a real live boy...
Posted by Misnomer on Fri, 15 Sep 2006 08:54:00 PST

Continuing adventures in the land of metaphor

While waiting for the plane to crash someone was kind enough to give me a parachute. But the parachute didn't work. It wasn't their fault. They weren't the ones that made it. At least there ...
Posted by Misnomer on Wed, 30 Aug 2006 03:59:00 PST

I almost feel inspired

I just stumbled apon this private entry from May 18th 2006 and I have absolutely no recollection of it. I doubt I wrote it myself: i got a candle with a picture of christ nailed to the cross with a sk...
Posted by Misnomer on Sat, 26 Aug 2006 07:06:00 PST

'Cause we are living in a material world,

Can't function. Falling apart. This is engines failing. Failed. Past tence. Yesterday's news. This is having a cigarette while waiting for the plane to crash. Maybe you'll walk away, maybe you won't. ...
Posted by Misnomer on Tue, 22 Aug 2006 09:24:00 PST