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Angela

About Me

MySpace is your space.I like taking masticated bits of food out of my mouth and feeding them to my dog.A girl can't lay down all her cards at once. good thing my deck goes higher than 52.I wish I were a guy so I could pee anywhere I wanted while standing up. That's real power.Grape popsicles or cherry in summer, chocolate all the time. I have a sugar problem.I paint/draw/sculpt and write. I dream music I've never heard, and sometimes I can even sing.I think you're amazing.Someone told me recently I have many fairies and pixies about me. I don't really know what that means, but I hope it's true.Really, I don't like making statements about what I am, but I love: people who mix metaphors, malapropisms, art for its own sake, genuineness, absurdity, curiosity, raunch, thunder and lightning, misbehaving mammals, spontaneous eruptions of laughter, whispering when it's not mean, people who can get what they need and not put up with any bullshit and get respected without ever doing anyone wrong.I'm averse to: waste, greed, SUVs, and alot about this country that I truly love so much.I also love: the rain, to get letters by post, kissed anywhere on the neck, my tarot read (though it's rarely right), being in the water, in the desert, in the city, at the movies.I wish: I had a hammock,knew Spanish, Italian, how to play the guitar, could make myself draw/paint/sculpt/write/exercise every day, could go to India and Spain, Claire were alive and living in this city.

My Interests

People who are all wrong for me. Books that no one else seems to want to discuss - this is not by design, btw. I want to throw a party and only invite the characters from old David Lee Roth and Dee Snider videos - it would be like a carnival. Ok, and you can come, too. I like BUTTER! and Vitamin Z! (that would be napping. lots and lots of it. preferably with a feller.)

I'd like to meet:

My great-great grandparents, the Oklahoma farmer and his Cherokee bride, not the Swiss gentry. My woebegone friendship with Adam G. The man who's going to be with me till we're retired to the porch swing sucking on glycerine tablets, and who still reads to me at night while I rub his feet. My ambitions with commitment and discipline. Hot carb on carb action. That fucker who keeps trying to take the bbq, in a dark alley. All my fat little babies.Additionally: satan's minions, lilliputians, nigglers, pifflers, piddlers, snake-oil peddlers, cripples, do-gooders, truth-seekers, sweethearts, wandering minstrels, interlopers, robber barons, saints, sinners, people who snort and guffaw, holler and whoop....and tender tender people with good hearts.

Music:

Both kinds of music... Bob and Dylan.All kinds of music, really.
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Movies:

The Legend of Billie Jean, because "fair is fair."Anything by Preston Sturges, but mostly Sullivan's Travels. Brief Encounter, (David Lean!!), days of heaven (anything Terrence Malick), the black stallion, funnybones, battle for algiers, bringing up baby, bringing up baby, bringing up baby!, did I mention sullivan's travels?, amelie, whale rider, gallipoli, sixteen candles, dog day afternoon, cinema paradiso, some like it hot, angels in america, to kill a mockingbird, trouble in paradise, holiday, my favorite wife, my man godfrey, do the right thing. There are so many more, to even try to represent them is ridiculous.

Television:

not if I can help it, but season three of (American) "The Office" sorely tempts me.

Books:

Not published yet.

Heroes:

Noam Chomsky. Carole Lombard. Fred Alan Wolf. Benji. Duff. Levi. Anyone who does the right thing, or is simply kind, especially when it's difficult, unpopular, or just plain inconvenient.