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Mills College, Attended 2001 - 2005, Class of 2005, Bachelor's Degree, English, Ethnic Studies

Sexy secretary

Mills WOC, NASA, Mills, Osages

bashing scenesters, chewing up others and spitting them out, coffee, country music, deconstructionism, denying previous modelling episodes, dribbling cats, film, genre flicks, grand guignol, anthony michael hall in john hughes movies, judaica, knoxville, lit crit, Margaret Cho, meat, memoir, millsgirls, nastiness, negativity, politics, pop art, postcolonialist theory, postmodernism, rockabilly, rufus, tattooing, violin, writing

the amazing adventures of kavalier and clay, the beat reader, the blind assassin, a brief history of time, carry on jeeves, cat's cradle, crime and punishment, cruddy, da capo, delta of venus, drowning in fire, the dubliners, the femme's guide to the universe, foucault's pendulum, franny and zooey, gender trouble, giovanni's room, go tell it on the mountain, going to meet the man, gold by the inch, the heart is a lonely hunter, i. claudius, in the penal colony, the innocence of the devil, jazz, julius caesar, junkie, la ronde, a long day's journey into night, lullaby, orlando, the passion, reinventing the enemy's language, the satanic witch, sexing the cherry, sex for one (uh... obviously), slaughterhouse five, the sound and the fury, thus spake zarathustra, traumnovelle, wicked

beavis and butthead do america, beetlejuice, beyond the valley of the dolls, caligula, child's play, clay pigeons, crumb, crybaby, dance me outside, the dreamers, east of eden, edward scissorhands, eternal sunshine of the spotless mind, eve's bayou, the exorcist, fargo, female trouble, ghostbusters, the grifters, harold and maude, hell house, the ice storm, it happened one night, johnny greyeyes, kill bill, la confidential, last tango in paris, lonestar, the matrix, memento, nightmare before xmas, pee wee's big adventure, real genius, resevoir dogs, secretary, sex lies and videotape, she's gotta have it, sixteen candles, slam, southern comfort, stand by me, stevie, trainspotting, a thousand clowns, to die for, the usual suspects, vertigo, wet hot american summer

ash, awol one, samuel barber, be good tanyas, joshua bell, big brother and the holding company, bowie, bright eyes, buena vista, solomon burke, the carter family, ray charles, the clash, elvis costello, CPD, rebecca del rio, danny elfman, the dixie chicks, lefty frizell (honky tonk until i die), don gibson (join me on the sea of heartbreak), the gossip, helene grimaud, hillary hahn, the kinks, cyndi lauper, le tigre, peggy lee, nick lowe, manson, edgar meyer, the moldy peaches, thelonius monk, mozart, murder city devils, nirvana, dolly parton, pink, the pixies, elvis presley, prince, john prine, public enemy, queen, david rawlins, lou reed, jonathan richman, the ramones, the roots, scissor sisters, the sex pistols, the shins, elliott smith, hank snow, tarantino soundtracks, talking heads, steven trask, townes van sant, velvet underground, violent femmes, rufus wainwright, was not was, gillian welch, hank williams, lucinda williams

beavis and butthead, boy meets world, da ali g show, the daily show, er (og mofo), house, THE OC BITCH!, pee wee's playhouse, project runway, QAF, real world (f'me willie), saved by the bell, 6FU, snl (gilda and murray era), trading spouses

Don't let the T&A fool you- I am a highly judgmental
rock'n'roll redskin. And please don't try to look for the lost little girl inside- it's more like a cat that bites you when you try to pet it (ie, "I forget that five of her six ends are pointy when she lies like that"). Ask me to do the kitty voice- you won't be disappointed. I flatter myself to think that I have a decent sense of humor but that's probably bullshit. I read a bunch because communication with others is so often a waste of time. I keep so many lists that sometimes I find the one that's meant for shopping and think that it's books I have to look up at the library. Of me, someone recently wondered as to "likes and dislikes" and although they are generally dislikes, I do have an affinity for my cats, red wine, the New York Yankees, listening to Van Morrison on a cloudy day, chain-smoking, having tea parties, power-shopping, applying mascara with my mouth open, trips to In and Out through the fog, sitting at Mama's and making cartoons, my big fucking TV, cowboy shirts, people who understand my obscure movie references ("hey, remember in 'Caligula,' how he pronounced 'Longinus?'"), making up words to describe myself (see "indigefeminist"), mocking others, hating on whitey, laughing uncontrollably at senseless materials, and making people deeply uncomfortable with sick humor, ie, "nothing's funnier than suicide," or, "nothing's funnier than cancer." Yeah, yeah, yeah, I probably cheated, but then... "...Pirate."

If you EVER mention: glow sticks, veganism, being a dance major, worshipping the moon, how you aren't bisexual "you just love everybody", eminem, your Cherokee grandmother, how much fun you had on mushrooms at the oregon country fair hiding from the colors, or the benefits of aromatherapy OR if your behavior includes: dancing nude outdoors, lecturing people about your religion, mediating disputes, listening to phish, describing people by their last tarot reading, misspelling things, martyring, fucking people over, having a good attitude, actively being emo, being a racist douche, being passive-aggressive, having terrible grammar (pig fuckers who never heard of Strunk and White), or practicing shamanism PLEASE LEAVE ME ALONE. But if you're funny, mean, criminally attractive, smarter than God, and know about torque and quarks, let me know. I might make you a meganlomaniac. Or, just check box A if you like me. Don't check box B. That is just really fucking rude.