I've never been very good at explaining myself, like last month I had my heart set on becoming a semitruck driver, but this month I think I'll just go back to art school.
there are a few constants though, like I always capitalize I and I love the idea of gods, like Odin and Kali, but not religion, never on your knees.
laissez faire, baby.
what I watch
I prefer movies about monsters and/or the impossible, you know, stuff with a little magic in it (labyrinth, mirrormask, legend, the dark crystal YEAH CHEESY 80s FANTASY). or when they're so much an imitation of real life that they're almost boring but the voyeurism sucks you in. and lately I have a real strong penchant for well choreographed dangerous car scenes. like tarantinos second half of grindhouse, that got me hot. oh and in the hitcher when they start playing the nine inch nails song, goddamn. lets see um. I actually liked the movie Bug. a lot. and transformers and no country for old men were surprisingly awesome.
and listen to
nothing seems good enough anymore, you know? always interpol and iron & wine, then some fleetwood mac and janis joplin, woven hand, occasional tegan and sara, yeah yeah yeahs, menomena, girl talk, the books, etc. I never really read more than a handful of bands off anyone else's music lists because, well, its boring, and I'm bored already so that's that. basically I'm your typical indierock girl that has a huge spot in her heart for classic rock and a sometimes unhealthy interest in BET.
and read
neil gaiman above all forever love to this man, then some. margaret atwood, frank herbert, tom robbins. I read a whole whole lot so to keep it short, I prefer fiction. fantastical fiction.
interests as of lately include, mostly, just
ossification and norse mythology. and satisfying my inherent dissapointment with life caused by years of reading fantasy and science fiction. I need everyday to be blown up interesting.