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Cool Schmool

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About Me



Layout by CoolChaser "There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground" -Rumi
It is so. My heart is here. Maybe hear. It will be obscura feminine and full of clots and such. It will sound like a womb or room full of party words like "Oh yes! You do really look like you have lost ten pounds!" or, "Your new article in The New Yorker was the best-tall-coffee-at-Starbux-read" There is so much to say. But the silence and the way that the page looks all blank and such is quite nice. Soothing, really. Really, I say.
Water appears to boiler faster in my presence.
I am WORTH MORE THAN WORTH LEAVING. I am a reader, a writer, a laugher, a crier, a horrible speller, an animal lova', a Scrabble addict, a vegan food lova, a container gardener, an old punk rocker, a music collector, an observer, ....I am super passionate (see: obsessive) about everything I am into...I buy way too many books, take too many vitamins, and spend too much time alone.
I love many people. My heart grows and grows. I feel everything all the time. My heart breaks daily. And then glues together again each time I breathe. in. and out. I want to make goat cheese. I want goats and chickens that can enjoy the world...laying eggs when they want to, not laying eggs when they don't. That sort of thing.
In case you didn't know, I am sometimes Jesus:
and other times not:
One of my dearest friends, aka My Kind Of Sister:
Things I love:
succulants
dogs
french press coffee
books
spooning
bees
farms
peonies

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Women, Riot grrls and bois, gender fuckers and radicals who are kind, creative, passionate, loving, honest, engaging, kind, open minded, funny, odd, smart, mellow, sex positive (meaning: you have a healthy outlook on sex, etc), patient, loyal, well read and healthy. I am very interested in anything about gender and sexuality. I am firm and comfortable in my identity as a woman and a lesbian but I love to talk to people about the subjects of fluidity. I like writers and artists and performers and people who think that they know nothing but really know everything. I am looking for a friend to play scrabble with and make up words to songs and then sing them while driving in the car with smiles on our faces. People who believe that life is worth living and love is the reason to do anything. Let's nerd out! I am down with chore wheels.

My Blog

I'll take 'Subjects That Ache' for $1000

I immerse myself in things that ache me. I listen to old music that I can sing along to without thinking about what words come after the word that just bounced off my tongue. I wrap myself in empty pr...
Posted by on Fri, 03 Apr 2009 05:24:00 GMT

The Desire Of Being Heard

I have been pondering the human desire of being heard, being understood, being able to communicate. All who have a beating heart and an active brain strive to communicate. Whether everyone is heard an...
Posted by on Sat, 07 Jun 2008 11:08:00 GMT

oh e. e., how you still say it so well.

i carry your heart with me i carry your heart with me(i carry it inmy heart)i am never without it(anywherei go you go,my dear; and whatever is doneby only me is your doing,my darling)i fearno fat...
Posted by on Sun, 09 Dec 2007 15:04:00 GMT

I call this a gathering.

Sometimes I gather close by- not too close though- not close enough- just near. I quite enjoy your humanness. I quite enjoy the way that you breathe...like machinery. Sometimes the hum of your inhala...
Posted by on Sun, 19 Aug 2007 16:25:00 GMT

life has changed

I am not quite sure as to what has been happening in my life, nor what planets are squaring my moon...and I am not quite sure if knowing any of this would help any, really. I am scared that death is a...
Posted by on Mon, 30 Jul 2007 06:49:00 GMT

You remind me of home

It is so very odd right now. Nothing really feels like home and I am not really finding a solace in anything. Nothing feels familiar or safe. Everything feels foreign and in some ways, unwelcoming. I ...
Posted by on Wed, 06 Jun 2007 16:10:00 GMT

Breathing in and out. (Or what can be called, living.)

I am so very alive. And I wonder if this epiphany seems odd or rather contrived. Because I really know that I am alive now. I knew I was human and capable of dying before. But now, now I feel like I...
Posted by on Thu, 24 May 2007 14:33:00 GMT

Oh, this is how I imagine it all....


Posted by on Sun, 08 Apr 2007 10:30:00 GMT

I am bird...not so broken

I was a broken bird with a broken wing...and sometimes I would get a little air when I tried to fly up high...with the hopes to burn a bit from touching the sun....just to be scorched enough to leave ...
Posted by on Tue, 05 Dec 2006 10:07:00 GMT

everything was beautiful, and nothing hurt

I just read through Jen's words, inspired partially by Vonnegut, the rest by her own heart.and I am trying to remember when everything was beautiful and nothing hurt...b/c there are many moments where...
Posted by on Tue, 07 Nov 2006 05:50:00 GMT