Angel Dihanie

[ANGEL DIHANIE]

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ANGEL BAHIYA DIHANIE

I wish I were a fly.

-Basic Information-
Sex: Female.
Birthday: December 19th.
Hometown: Venice Beach, California.
Relationship Status: Single.
Interested In: Men.
Looking For: Friends.
Political Views: There all a bunch of idiots.
Religious Views: Pastafarian.

-Personal Information-
Activities: Photography, Skateboarding, Entomology, Watching Ants, Fireworks, High Places, Roller Coasters, Fun, Music, Mischief, Hanging out with Friends, Sleeping.
Interests: See above.
Favorite Music: High Places, Radiohead, Beach Boys, Helen Kane, Frank Sinatra, Cake, Marilyn Manson, Korn, Lords of Acid, Jefferson Airplane, Techno, Weston Broderick.
Favorite TV Shows: I don't really watch television. I'll watch Adult Swim a bit, if I'm in at night.
Favorite Movies: Arachnophobia, The Fly, A Clockwork Orange, Horror, Indie Films.
Favorite Books: Catcher in the Rye, American Psycho, Harry Potter, Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy.
Favorite Quotes:
Andre Delambre: [about the cat killed by the transporter] She disintegrated perfectly, but never reappeared.
Helene Delambre: Where's she gone?
Andre Delambre: Into space... a stream of cat atoms...
[sighs]
Andre Delambre: It'd be funny if life weren't so sacred.

François Delambre: You've commited murder just as much as Helene did. You killed a fly with a human head. She killed a human with a fly head.

Alex DeLarge: Oh bliss! Bliss and heaven! Oh, it was gorgeousness and gorgeousity made flesh. It was like a bird of rarest-spun heaven metal or like silvery wine flowing in a spaceship, gravity all nonsense now. As I slooshied, I knew such lovely pictures!

Trillian: Let's go somewhere.
Arthur: Where did you have in mind?
Trillian: Madagascar.
Arthur: That new club on Dean Street?
Trillian: No, it's a country. Off the coast of Africa.

The Book: It is important to note that suddenly, and against all probability, a Sperm Whale had been called into existence, several miles above the surface of an alien planet and since this is not a naturally tenable position for a whale, this innocent creature had very little time to come to terms with its identity. This is what it thought, as it fell:
The Whale: Ahhh! Woooh! What's happening? Who am I? Why am I here? What's my purpose in life? What do I mean by who am I? Okay okay, calm down calm down get a grip now. Ooh, this is an interesting sensation. What is it? Its a sort of tingling in my... well I suppose I better start finding names for things. Lets call it a... tail! Yeah! Tail! And hey, what's this roaring sound, whooshing past what I'm suddenly gonna call my head? Wind! Is that a good name? It'll do. Yeah, this is really exciting. I'm dizzy with anticipation! Or is it the wind? There's an awful lot of that now isn't it? And what's this thing coming toward me very fast? So big and flat and round, it needs a big wide sounding name like 'Ow', 'Ownge', 'Round', 'Ground'! That's it! Ground! Ha! I wonder if it'll be friends with me? Hello Ground!
[dies]
The Book: Curiously the only thing that went through the mind of the bowl of petunias, as it fell, was, 'Oh no, not again.' Many people have speculated that if we knew exactly *why* the bowl of petunias had thought that we would know a lot more about the nature of the universe than we do now.

-Contact Information-
E-mail: [e-mail]
YIM: [e-mail]

Photos:

Just hanging out.


Smoke Rings like a boss.










I rather like my face in this picture.


It was a fun night.




Beachstock.


I was sort of out of it that night.


Banana George, he's a groovy dude.


Gregor. He can be a bit of a grump.


My beautiful little Lottie.

Friends List:

Tate Benton