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Francis

I am here for Dating, Friends and Networking

About Me



Nyam Nyam Nyam

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

I'm a lover of people, music and life. Of course that's not all, but after reading a few people's introductions (even though i love em') I thought I'd try to keep this short, if you know me though you'll understand putting something into just 5 paragraphs is just too hard for me sometimes. I was born in the Ukraine, grew up in the Caribbean and then i moved to a tiny town called Chipping Norton close to Oxford about 5years. (potential stalkers take notes please)

I'm in London at the British Academy of New Music at the mo; I make house, electro, trip hop, jazz, mmm... basically a lot of music but check my music page for that by clicking the player, this page is more personal.Loving life and living at the moment and i'm up for meeting literally everyone. If you're a freak and have serious problems, you may want to take a slight rain check on that one however as soon as you have some treatment / psychological evaluation sorted out. Give me a shout, then you'll find i'm basically just a legal nutter that can skillfully pass true craziness off a humour, lol!

I'm pretty laid back but i'm also pretty hyperactive at times and i'm hopelessly addicted to laughing!I'd say with respect to life, its all about pushing my boundaries; musically, creatively, mentally, physically and socially. Ultimately I guess i'm only ever going to learn what I came here to learn when I learn it. Welcome to my world. Basically, one day i wanna be the wisest, most safe old man on my block. (no not the mental health ward!) Hmmm... maybe the world (deja vu - Pinky and the Brain anyone??)And a final word from our sponsors as some people just don't get it... I need no enlargement pills, pumps, bum wax, or hair removal cream, and I might be interested in what your music sounds like if we had at least conversation. And to the ladies that keep writing me trying to get me to ring 0900 numbers to chat to them... or visit paying websites; 'do you see "I am a desperate fool" written anywhere on this site? No. For the record, i'd rather chat up a blind squirrel. Cool? I am not a billboard.Therefore, feel the love... spread the love. It always comes back to this. (damn, i should write for disney!) lol

My Blog

A dream of Mine

Someone somewhere right now is crying;wish I could stem the flow.Someone somewhere wants to be somebody,wish i could tell them to me they are.Someone somewhere is sat in isolation & thoughI may wi...
Posted by on Sun, 24 Dec 2006 17:16:00 GMT

Monday

  Monday was a day for contemplation, it didn§t expect itself, not in the eyes of chance, a mystery was born where none was expected,¨ the doubled child of fate crying only for what was never lo...
Posted by on Mon, 27 Nov 2006 05:40:00 GMT

Farewell to the Crow

Come... come, take my hand, I'll make you feelyou're clutching sand.Don't know when I fell through the cracks in your dream,but for anow all this hem needs is a seam.Despite those silent assurances, I...
Posted by on Tue, 07 Nov 2006 10:41:00 GMT

Believing in Ghosts...

You know why I don't believe in ghosts? Because people only seem to see people ghosts; it stands to reason that if we can see people-ghosts then we should also be able to see animal ghosts as well! W...
Posted by on Tue, 07 Nov 2006 10:33:00 GMT

The Sleeping Crackhead - 3am - 10/06

i'm on the bus back to Kings' Cross from the Kebab shop in Islington. A man just got on; no just any man - an addict. I was having a discussion earlier about drug addicts with three people I met this ...
Posted by on Sun, 05 Nov 2006 17:16:00 GMT

The angles on a Pound...

Last night at I was at Kings'cross around 5am and this Ethiopian man came up to me - I knew he wanted money but I indulged him just to see what exactly his angle would be. Another man who'd lost their...
Posted by on Mon, 30 Oct 2006 11:30:00 GMT

Journal Entry - 29/09/06

  When I speak, when I do a reading, when I play, when I dance, when I design, when I sing - it must be an unadulterated truth which exudes from what I do.. from me. not in the coated dust of d...
Posted by on Sun, 22 Oct 2006 13:43:00 GMT

Just Another Breakup

Maybe at some pint I got too familiar,and to you I lost my appeal; now it all feels normal.Perhaps I shouldn't have kissed or called as much as i did, let my words embody my dreams as much as I did. N...
Posted by on Sun, 22 Oct 2006 09:08:00 GMT

Sunday Afternoon Lunch  the Arrival

  Sunday afternoons are nothing like they used to be. No one wakes up at the crack of dawn, to mow the lawn, or even to do any of those important early morning things essential to the breathing ...
Posted by on Sun, 22 Oct 2006 06:20:00 GMT

The Peaceful Solution

  We live in the realm of shadows and half truths But forgive me for being, but being I am; alive. An affirmation of life's endless quest for itself-   This prophecy comes delivered from t...
Posted by on Sun, 22 Oct 2006 06:17:00 GMT