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About Me

i like bugs. and reading. history. lettuce. caffeine. gardening. hiking. the mountains. March Madness. cooking. grapefruits. weirdos. and sunshine, too.

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My Interests

ants in my pants, playing with Raid, synchronized flea circus choreography, back issues of Bug Fancy, knockin' back shots of spanish fly, frying ants with a magnifying glass, runnin from palmetto bugs, doin the jitterbug, scarab worship, ant farming, decorating with fly paper and a timely epinephrine injection

I'd like to meet:

people with bugs. ryan gosling. pablo neruda. the guy who sits in the front of the Whole Foods with his five dictionaries and big ass Mongolian hat each day. you, maybe.

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Music:

the Beatles, the Bee Gees, Adam Ant, WASP, the Hives, Papa Roach, Buddy Holly and the Crickets, Atomic Flea, Iron Butterfly, Alien Ant Farm, the Mayflies, the Waxwings, Mudhoney, the Locusts, The Roches, My Morning Jacket, The Rapture, Arcade Fire, Interpol, Cat Power, Neko Case

Movies:

Sliding Doors, American History X, Amores Perros, Camille Claudel, American Beauty, One Night In Paris

Television:

one day i'll get a working t.v... the Office when i can catch it

Books:

Anything by David Sedaris, Jonathan Kozol, Bill Bryson. Audubon Guide to North American Insects

Heroes:

anything which eats its mate afterward

My Blog

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I'm giving up on dating. We were having tapas and sangria at a quaint outdoor bar, our first an only time meeting. Baby-faced with inky black lashes interlaced around his hazel eyes, I found h...
Posted by blondie on Wed, 18 Oct 2006 08:48:00 PST

Just Around the Corner

My landlords threatened to kill me, nearly hacked down my garden with a weed whacker and mocked my feminine prowess, all within the same week. I'm getting the distinct feeling the...
Posted by blondie on Tue, 17 Oct 2006 04:52:00 PST

A Business Lunch

They'd been having lunch together, chatting as they often did about nothing of consequence. She couldn't quite decipher the change, but there had been a small but discernable shift in the manner ...
Posted by blondie on Fri, 15 Sep 2006 03:13:00 PST

Drop and give me twenty

Doubtless, some of your fondest childhood memories involve "Field Day." Remember Field Day, when you went to school knowing that the entire day would be devoted to running around cones, tug of w...
Posted by blondie on Fri, 15 Sep 2006 05:16:00 PST

Out of Africa

I've just returned from Africa, or close enough: Clarkston, Georgia. Since my hair smells of mothballs and curry, it must be Wednesday! Ahh, hump day, the one day a week when goodwill trumps...
Posted by blondie on Thu, 17 Aug 2006 07:45:00 PST

Deutschland

As I write, the stench of curry and mothballs wafts from my hair, and each time I inhale I want to gag. I smell this way because, in my spare time, I decided to teach English to a Somali-Bantu r...
Posted by blondie on Wed, 12 Jul 2006 08:43:00 PST

On Tampons

My landlord doesnt believe in any modern means of communication; I do believe shed prefer to live in a cave and let me know the exterminator is coming via smoke signals if she thought Id understand. T...
Posted by blondie on Mon, 19 Jun 2006 04:46:00 PST

hello, luvaaahhh

awhile back i decided to check out the unity church in st. pete. not to be associated with the unitarian church, mind you, but something as equally in left field, not doubt. i was raised catholic, so ...
Posted by blondie on Tue, 06 Jun 2006 07:41:00 PST

the bellybutton monologues

in peace corps, our government assigned bulgarian dentist was a man with two diagonally placed diamonds glued to his front buck tooth. he went by the name Dean, his long mop of curly hair coverin...
Posted by blondie on Fri, 02 Jun 2006 07:50:00 PST

the Swank Pete blues

I'm a real people watcher, and St. Petersburg always has more than its fair share, like: the dude who beats himself up on the corner of 4th & 9th (and whose the winner then?), the old lady wi...
Posted by blondie on Sat, 20 May 2006 12:26:00 PST