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how your body still remembers things you told it to forget....

About Me

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i am me, and thats pretty much all i am and who i want to be. i am an open book and i dont know how to lie. i smoke fruit flavoured cigars and drink white russians. i chug coffee. i am a chronic hedonist. i am sarcastic and introspective. i dont care for materialism. i love sushi and rare steak. i dance when im drunk and i think too much when im sober. i fear love almost as much as i fear hate. i'm so empathetic that i cant get mad at anyone. i strive for adventure, experience and intuition. i love entropy and randomness in every day life. i like being a victim and learning from my mistakes. i favour human differences in personality and behavior. i respect those who are unique, genuine and who live their lives for themselves. i prefer to relate rather than judge. i want to walk in your shoes, not because i like them, but because i want to understand why the heck you would buy such an ugly pair. i have a great appreciation for nature - from ocean sunsets to mountain stars. i love forests and sex on the beach. i am spontaneous, impulsive and i live for the moment. ill only commit when im 100% sure ive found the best option. i am selfish - but since when was it a crime to know the most important person in your life is yourself? "I'm not a concept. Too many guys think I'm a concept or I complete them or I'm going to make them alive, but I'm just a fucked up girl who is looking for my own peace of mind. Don't assign me yours." -Eternal Sunshine of The Spotless Mind

My Interests

the trials, tribulations and adventures in everyday life... j'aime (if you actually give an eff): dancing in the rain, photographing natural beauty, running along the shorelines of white-sand beaches, star-gazing on cloudless summer nights, biking along dirt trails through dense forests, painting my emotions, smoking hangover joints while cuddling with a lover, hiking through the mountains in BC, talking (sensibly) until sunrise, laughing at the past, drinking imported beers at small and remote pubs, snowboarding through foot-deep powder, listening to the sound of the ocean, skinnidipping under the stars, getting so fuct up that nothing matters, sun tanning and people gazing on my roof in port franks, shopping in montreal, eating unique and exotic foods, cooking for other people, making people laugh, exploring: everything, anyone and anywhere, conspiring devious schemes, learning, falling in love, catching up with old friends, feeling comfotable in silence, seeing the fall leaves in north ontario, campfires, designing shirts, my first generation ipod and all the albums i pirated, my kitty (casey), listening to live musical talent, make-up sex, achieving something above and beyond my self-perceived potential, the northern lights, crying when there's a shoulder to cry on, watching massive thunderstorms, eating with chopsticks (especially salmon sushimi), boquets of red roses, relating to people, movies that evoke emotion, justifying actions with words, and giving the world the finger whenever it tries to fuck me over.....

I'd like to meet:

"I know we haven't met, but I don't want to be an ant. You know? I mean, it's like we go through life with our antennas bouncing off one another, continously on ant autopilot, with nothing really human required of us. Stop. Go. Walk here. Drive there. All action basically for survival. All communication simply to keep this ant colony buzzing along in an efficient, polite manner. "Here's your change." "Paper or plastic?' "Credit or debit?" "You want ketchup with that?" I don't want a straw. I want real human moments. I want to see you. I want you to see me. I don't want to give that up. I don't want to be ant, you know?" -Waking Life Get Your Own! | View SlideshowGet Your Own! | View Slideshow

Music:

scissor sisters moby wolf parade spoon clap your hands say yeah lyrics born interpol ben harper gorillaz toots and the maytals the arcade fire mason jennings metric robots in disguise le tigre the weakerthans xavier rudd bedouin soundclash cuff the duke the beautiful girls radiohead modest mouse gnarles barkley the whitest boy alive the departure the bravery tom petty neil young the cure liz phair peaches phoenix the french kicks yeah yeah yeahs the sounds nirvana ben kweller jurassic 5 broken social scene sons and daughters the kills the rapture the rakes beck teddybears stkhlm stars feist talking heads tv on the radio unicorns peaches clinic client cold war kids hot butter gorillaz hole rjd2 ratatat tapes n tapes beulah pavement infadels bright eyes pixies the delgatos the blow the rumble strips van morrison ben harper blind melon journey cat power ben kweller LCD soundsystem cardigans thievery corp cold war kids CSS cut chemist dj kicks fat boy slim ok go the decemberists british sea power devo bowie dispatch cat empire the dresden dolls freestylers the go team hawksley workman headman hot chip jim noir kenna the maccabees peter bjorn & john talking heads simian

Movies:

broke back mountain, american psycho, what the bleep do we know, waking life, lost in translation, american beauty, requim for a dream, eternal sunshine of a spotless mind, you and me and everyone we know, love song for bobby long, trainspotting, dazed and confused, benny and joon, blow, the wedding singer, deep blue, old school, napoleon dynamite, beautiful girls, garden state, super troopers, the sweetest thing, theres something about mary, falling down, SLC punk, fear n loathing, thirteen, elephant, bully, monsters ball, anchorman (I LOVE LAMP).... anything indie or emo or retard laughy

Television:

i want to be kimmy gibler from television

Books:

pschology 101, psychology 102, memorize these useless theories in pscyhology, PsyD for a blowjob, psychology SOS

Heroes:

Allan and Alex Rumbold

My Blog

rip

well, i suppose with life comes death. happiness hand in hand with dispair and love conjoined with hate. sometimes being numb is so relieving its hard to stay away from othertimes invulnerablity is s...
Posted by .:: sandy pants ::. on Wed, 17 Jan 2007 05:20:00 PST

on deferring gratification (im no dictionary)

stoned and pondering the philosophy of love and relationships... may as well blog it so i can bore you to rigimortis with common sense.   a wise man by the name of dr schwartz once inofrmed me th...
Posted by .:: sandy pants ::. on Tue, 09 Jan 2007 10:07:00 PST

gots my

sketchbook, camera, and 0 drugs.... for im off to the sunshine state. hope yall canucks have a good xmas and new years, and partying will be done (duh) opon my retun on the 4th ish.  much love,...
Posted by .:: sandy pants ::. on Thu, 21 Dec 2006 06:04:00 PST

this pretty much sums it up...

I wanna be better than oxygen So you can breathe when you're drowning and weak in the knees I wanna speak louder than Ritalin For all the children who think that they've got a disease I wann...
Posted by .:: sandy pants ::. on Sun, 10 Dec 2006 09:16:00 PST

sobering

This is what listenint to a lecture on quantumn physics (sp?) in class, all hungover and holdin back last night's meal does to you...Feet pound on the clock in my mind a As empty cognitions...
Posted by .:: sandy pants ::. on Thu, 30 Nov 2006 12:49:00 PST

just spittin out blogs

ok, london's art community? um, where is it? do you guys live within boxes in moldy dungeons lacking any skin pigment from skin deprivation, or is it just me? Or is it fact that everyone moves from ...
Posted by .:: sandy pants ::. on Wed, 29 Nov 2006 11:32:00 PST

genuine rant type blog poop

 2:30 am.... its rantin' poem-ish time... i never seem to have my camera/paint/canvas when i want them with me most, when theres that prime moment of beauty thatll never be seen again, and i ache...
Posted by .:: sandy pants ::. on Mon, 27 Nov 2006 11:26:00 PST