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30 Marrickville, Australia Woman


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  • Ages 18–96
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Last online
Today – 4:27pm
5′ 6″ (1.68m)
Body type
Trying to quit
Graduated from university
Art / Music / Writing
Doesn’t have kids
Likes dogs and has cats
English (Fluently), Russian (Fluently), Dutch (Fluently), French (Poorly)

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My self-summary
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"You stride in and out of mess with aplomb!"
This was my best friend's description of me.

My brief description of me is here:

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What I’m doing with my life
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absorbing, extracting, applying.

I’m really good at
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Improvising, finding physical solutions.
Improvising, finding non-physical solutions.

Observing, absorbing, improvising.
The first things people usually notice about me
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I'm already gone.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
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"The Unbearable Lightness of Being" - Milan Kundera (sent to me by six magical fortuities, including the face of a magical tree.)

"The Neverending Story" - Michael Ende. (the book, not the movie - the movie is great, but for kids. The book is for adults who are willing to face their dark sides and... well... work them out.)

"Beer In The Snooker Club" - Waguih Ghali - This is a gem that I found - # a beautifully sarcastic, bitter comedy; a well-written post-colonial book by an Egyptian writer - a one-time wonder, but WHAT a wonder!

"Man's Search for Meaning" - Viktor Frankl.
Written by a jewish psychiatrist, who had survived a concentration camp, yet somehow had the grace and professionalism to keep all his observations unbiased. Not much more needs to be said.

It's like a slow, sardonic, incredibly funny degustation platter of everything the mid-twentieth century had to offer to someone who strives for freedom from generational and cultural baggage, freedom from what is false, from what is pretentious... It's incredibly subtle, incredibly funny, and laughingly bitter - to the point of sadness through laughter:

"Everything Is Illuminated" = Jonathan Safran Foer. This is definitely a premium book. Although it's really hard for me to imagine how it reads to a non-russian (like 'Clockwork Orange' - cudos to any non-russian-speaking human who has read and absorbed this book!)
This book is so profoundly 'bilingual' - both in its brilliant use of language as well as the humour, style, the juxtapositions of western and eastern-european logic. (Clearly, I am using 'bilingual' in a deeper sense than just the ability to speak and understand two languages: bi-lingual in the emotional sense to the same measure.)

Richard Brautigan - anything at all by Richard Brautigan, because he is a true poet, no matter how messed-up.

"The Little Prince" - Antoine de Saint-Exupery


Walrus, ufomammut, Electric Moon, Dead Kennedys, Cosmic Psychos, Primordial, Tool, Scream'n' Jay Hawkins, Razor, Deep Purple, Black Babbath, Juno Reactor, J.S. Bach, KAT, Four Tet, Captain Beefheart, 13th Floor Elevators, Rocky Erickson, Sir General Cloudesley Shovell, Iron Maiden, Alchemist, Nigel Kennedy, some Amon Tobin (the more morbid bits), Testament, Absolum, Penta, Black Sabbath, Pentagram, QOTSA and Kyuss, Stooges, Manilla Road, Voivod, Kino, Nautiuls Pompilius, Beirut, Cosmos Sound Club, Captain Beefheart, Black Lips, Megadeth, Aesop Rock, Beirut, KOT (Komitet Ohrany Tepla), LowKi, O Paradis, Auktyon, Manfred Mann, Jethro Tull, Norreport, (some) Portishead, the list goes on...
Cinematographic indulgences off the top of my head, and in no particular order:

Withnail And I
This Is England
Dogs in Space
Everything is Illuminated
Hedwig And The Angry Inch
Brave Little Toaster
Hudson Hawk
most of Tarkovsky
many Russian movies you would probably not know...


As much as this offends fans, causing them to foam at the mouth, I do find 'Star Wars', 'Twin Peaks' and Murakami - only 'not bad'.
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
six chances at life.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
What I have observed.

The 'Intrinsic' vs the 'Acquired'
The nature of 'Integrity'


My (and your) entire life has been leading up to THIS momtent...

(and by now - THIS moment...)

So... this very moment - what I am doing (what you are doing) ...

On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?

What am I doing? Well, ugh:

Still spinning out from last weekend -spinning into both great and awful dimensions, and trying to combine them all into one big me-shaped brain-bulge of porridge, so I can be "turbulently whole" again.

Nevertheless - I am multi-tasking, hence, also eating a cheese and Vegemite sandwich, whilst biting on a tomato that I didn't quite feel up to slicing up after it yelped. (It had spotted the knife in my hand, and that's a fair call - I'd also rather be eaten up in three bites, and have it all done in seconds, than wait to get sliced up into ten thin pieces, all to be laid to rest on a platter... next to prawns (or something)!

Prawns! Prawns, who are much more delicious than me-the-tomato, and who leave me to wilt away - blushing bright-red in the far corner of their crustacean spotlight, and feeling guilty - secretly wanting to eat them myself, even though I'm just a lowly, thought-to-be-vegan tomato throughout the extent of this entire sick fantasy.)

All this time, I'm also trying to figure out whether to drink another wine or be civil and replace that with another cup of tea. I could consume this tea out of a flowery, elegant, porcelain… bucket… a grandma’s antique bucket.

As I type this with my brain-fingers, I am giving my best-friend/lil-brother/flatmate (all the same person) a good-night hug, meanwhile explaining to my cat - Socrates - that this (afore-mentioned) sandwich really is... *honestly* (!!!) ... not meant for him at all - not even a little bit... it's all for me...

Throughout all of these attempts, I am still spinning out from all of the events of last weekend. (In between, I am looking the fuck forward to Carcass and Napalm Death tomorrow!)

All this time, I am feeling like the right thing would be to go to bed, yet I am entertaining the temptation of staying up for another hour or two (tomorrow *is* Saturday, after all, even if I'm working). If I choose to do this, then I shall get to experience first-hand (!) all of my time that shall be wasted on writing emails to myself, or - in the very best of cases - the time which will serve to post up updates somewhere, such as this one here...

This probably classifies under #firstWorldProblems, but what if it's not even a problem? Then it becomes a #firstWorldNonProblems-contestant. FML, I am so shallow, hahahaha .
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I reside inside an organic shell.
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If you have never uttered the words, "You think too much."

There are very few things which infuriate me more than that combination of those four words, as the notion behind it juxtaposes pretty much everything I believe in, namely, that man exists on Earth to THINK, and that that is our primary purpose.

you feel you can make me want to talk to you, rather than ask me if I want to talk to you.

Or if you don't want to talk to me at all, but you have an interesting link to share - be it music, art, literature or other information to occupy my curiosity - that option is pretty much even better than the previous.