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About Me


First things first: We are all at the mercy of the cosmos. Now -- putting my anti-sociability aside -- what should be said about Carrie? Well, Carrie hates to refer to herself in the third person.
I try, try, try to be as diplomatic as possible, and I do believe that listening is one of the most necessary virtues. I try not to feign interest, for I know that some possess the power to read in my eyes what my voice strives to keep under wraps. I know that I'm judgmental, for better or worse; there's just too much nonsense to weed through, and though time may be infinite, my aging body will fall apart someday (and I do have places to be). I believe there is a solid state of fairness that should exist. Having a semi-abusive, ultraconservative father works wonders to help discover what fairness really is. My self-control and patience are what keep everyone from knowing how explosive and vulgar I can be. And nothing keeps me more entertained than talking about, or participating in sexual activities (that might just be the evolution talking).
Universalize, take into consideration, listen to others, don't blame anyone but yourself, wisdom over education (education is only as good as who taught you, and that could have been a real asshole), experience is EVERYTHING, etc, etc, etc. OH YEAH, and I contradict myself.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:


Well now, that's presumptuous.

AND AND AND

My Blog

A day to write...

Limiting FrictionBy Carrie Lewis Disturbed, perturbed,These are the wordsShe uses to describeHis affliction.Rude and crude,But fairly shrewd,He is able to begetHer conviction.Astray, he mayCause this ...
Posted by on Sun, 10 Aug 2008 20:37:00 GMT

Coalition of the...um...

So, Donald Rumsfeld is briefing George Bush in the Oval Office..."Oh, and finally, Sir, three Brazilian soldiers were killed in Iraq today."Bush goes pale, his jaw hanging open in stunned disbelief.&n...
Posted by on Fri, 11 Apr 2008 04:33:00 GMT

All about you!

Leave your name in my blog comments. Once you do that, this is what I'll do for you...1. I'll respond with something random about you.2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.3. I'll pick a ...
Posted by on Mon, 04 Feb 2008 18:23:00 GMT

Palindromes

Weird Al parody of Bob Dylan: And as a reference point: And because I love INXS:
Posted by on Tue, 01 Jan 2008 18:18:00 GMT

Flamer

Ahoy-hoyMy half-truthed,InsecurePerfectionist.Give me a shotTo showcaseMy conceit.Allow meTo devourYour drapes,And spreadTo your ceiling.And as my heatRises from your ashYou won't forge...
Posted by on Sun, 25 Nov 2007 11:00:00 GMT

Just wanted to share

I suppose I should preface the following.  I find chicken-scratched scraps of paper here and there, and when I reread the mess, I find at least one solid point, or mantra worth relaying.  Th...
Posted by on Fri, 26 Oct 2007 12:22:00 GMT

"You’re my Carrie Cure-all!"

You won't have to ignore my sales pitch, I'll keep it to my own.  I speak for myself, whether I speak to you or not, and this smile is but a loan. I can be alone.  Butt alone.
Posted by on Sun, 21 Oct 2007 06:06:00 GMT

Unfinished is the least of it.

Attempting to finalize some poems is like searching for lost socks. the stars have alignedproducing the signswhich followed in timecause you to be mine see faith in my eyesa love that defiesthe h...
Posted by on Fri, 19 Oct 2007 09:01:00 GMT

Memories are made of this...

Memories and fantasies, memories and fantasies, with reality tottering between the two.  I would argue that memories are a finite series of synapses, but as memory serves, well, it serv...
Posted by on Thu, 11 Oct 2007 03:08:00 GMT

Louis MacNeice

 The Sunlight on the Garden   The sunlight on the gardenHardens and grows cold,We cannot cage the minuteWithin its nets of gold;When all is toldWe cannot beg for pardon.   Our fre...
Posted by on Sun, 07 Oct 2007 05:34:00 GMT