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The Psycho Blonde, Miss H-er H-well
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[Jan. 10th, 2009|06:34 am] |
i'm alive... :)
*i'm in a real relationship with a not 18 year old.
*i quit outback.
*i really really really wanna start writing in this thing again... i think i was good at it.
*i have BANGS.
*i am currently listening to blair (friend and roommate) and josh (love of life) talking about spiders making him want to shit his pants.
if anyone is still paying attention, i love you all. i swear.
lets all hope i can make the lj live again. :)
-H |
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[Mar. 14th, 2008|04:47 am] |
k, so, the new things in my world:
*my hair is really red. like, the red that jean grey wishes hers was. my drunken alter ego has been dubbed dark phoenix by the masses.
*i am currently homeless, living with tuffy in my grandfather's house. we'll see where i end up. i open to suggestions. other states and countries not out of teh question.
*i have a best friend name jacob that just totally left to new orleans and i am lost without my mexican blood brother.
*i am totally hang out with and hook up with an 18 year old. he's really tall, really talented and really awsome. he is mike.
*in celebration of my cougar status, we created a shot called the cradle robber that you can actually order at bars around here now and the bartenders know what to make. i will live on eternally in teh form of a bar shooter.
*i got rear-ended by a crazy retired navy guy the other day. not a lot to that story. but my car is in pain.
*did i mention my hair is red?
this is me trying to get my shit down again. i miss being able to look back on any point in my life and remember what i was thinking. lemme try to get there again.
i'll be back.
SELAH. |
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[Jul. 7th, 2007|06:59 am] |
so much has happened, and so many weird things to talk about
i'm gonna try to be back... and the only way i know how...
with a vengence.
-H |
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[Apr. 5th, 2007|04:13 am] |
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so i am sharing with you all that i weigh 172 lbs, which is a great deal less than the 195 i weighed some months ago.
i'll let you know again when i'm in the 160's.
here's to drinking water and not really missing cheese fries. |
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[Apr. 4th, 2007|06:07 am] |
Is it worth it can you even hear me?
Standing with your spotlight on me;
Not enough to feed the hungry,
I'm tired and I felt it for awhile now...
In this sea of lonely,
The taste of ink is getting old;
It's four o' clock in the fucking morning
Each day gets more and more like the last day...
Still I can see it coming,
While I'm standing in the river drowning;
This could be my chance to break out;
This could be my chance to say goodbye.
At last it's finally over,
Couldn't take this town much longer;
Being half dead wasn't what I planned to be
Now I'm ready to be free...
So here I am, it's in my hands,
And I'll savor every moment of this.
So here I am, alive at last;
And I'll savor every moment of this.
And won't you think I'm pretty
When I'm standing top the bright lit city;
And I'll take your hand and pick you up,
And keep you there to so you can see.
As long as you're alive and care,
I promise I will take you there;
And we'll drink and dance the night away,
we'll drink and dance the night away...
As long as you're alive
Here I am...
I promise I will take you there... |
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[Dec. 8th, 2006|06:17 am] |
so, Buzzlife Productions in Washington, DC is putting on a NYE party where the dj's who spin that night will be selected by votes on the Buzzlife message board. (If ya didnt know, no harm....now you do)
i know that everyone i know has heard me talk about Dain, my big brother and great friend. well, he is entered in the contest in the Techno/Electro section.
so this is me, Heather, asking all of you on my myspace to do me the most fantastic favor and spend two minutes signing up for the message board and voting for him. The link to vote is:
http://www.buzzlife.com/forums/forumdisplay.php?f=18
and they will ask you to register if you aren't already a member. DAINBRAMAGE is the man you're lookin for! PLEASE HELP, EVEN IF YOU CAN'T MAKE IT TO THE SHOW !!!!
thank you thank you thank you, from the bottom of my cold, stoney heart.
-H |
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[Apr. 22nd, 2006|04:04 am] |
i was at an age i don't remember when my great uncle died. we called him pappy. he was the first person i really knew that died.
then there was ryan in high school. i don't think i knew how to deal with anything at that point. i cried, i grieved, but i moved on rather quickley and well. not because he didn't mean anything to me, but because at the time, i did what i needed to.
the next person that i really knew and cared about dying was my grandmother. it was the last day of the semester at guilford, and there were maybe 5 people i knew left on campus, and i cried on dain's shoulder like it was my job. my granny was exactly like me, or i guess i was really exactly like her. but, while it effected me, she has elizabeth hartwell day every year, and i remember her often.
then there was angela's mom. funny how it was dain's shoulder i ended up crying on one more time. and then her death was compounded by september 11th, and i was this mess of sadness and sickness. i still think about mommy colby more than anyone would realize.
finally, there was david. the man who, at that point, i wanted to spend the rest of my life with. the greatest thing that had happened to me, and the one and only, forever and ever amen. lost to the back of a truck, the lack of attention, and the lack of a seatbelt. my world imploded. it stayed reversed and sick for a long time. but eventually, i grew past it.
those were the big, more life changing deaths of my life.
i heard through the grapevine that bryan miller died. he was my boyfriend when i was 15 for a little while. i hadn't seen him in years, but i thought about him for days.
the crazy cashier lady told me that the security guard up at giant that always shot the shit with me died of a heart attack during her day job. everytime i walk through those doors now, i think of her.
i knew jeremiah for 3 days to a week of my life. he was one of the faces of summer time. one of those people that we shared our space and alcohol with. he had just gotten back from his crazy arizona rehab. i learned a considerable amount about him very quickley, and lost a lot of that knowledge shortly after i didn't see him anymore. but i liked him. i hoped he would do good things.
he died yesterday, apparently of a heroin overdose.
he isn't one of the people that will make me weep for days. he isn't one of the people i will forget about either. i liked him for what i knew of him. and what i knew of him makes me believe he could have been a good man if given the chance.
chances are, i will think about him for many days to come. my life isn't changed by it, but it is effected. if only for a little. while.
i hope you are in a better place, jeremiah. cause something makes me think you might deserve it. |
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[Mar. 29th, 2006|03:23 am] |
here`s how it works; you tell me one thing you love/like about me, and one thing you hate/dislike about me. then i will reply to your comment with one thing i like&dislike about you as well, if you want me to (make sure to specify ;]).
- be brutally honest, durrr. -
&none of that "i don`t hate anything about you" crap. xD
edit; &okay, we all know i have low self esteem. no one can say that dislike anymore, pick a new one! |
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[Mar. 24th, 2006|03:27 am] |
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it's been a year since i left greensboro. a year since a fled a life i had started building six years before and that started falling apart after a car accident that shattered so many lives.
i'm not sad i left the 'boro. i had stayed and done my time. i was standing still... stagnating. that's something angela has always been dead set against, and i thought that i was totally suited for it, seeing as how i completely fear change. but it turns out, that while i am good at routine, i am definately not good at accepting the limits that are being placed on me and stagnating.
everytime i would visit alexandria, i would feel alive. i would see angela. i was trained to be a server and picked up shifts at the alexandria outback and everybody totally embraced me. i wasn't running around in circles about boys that i didn't and would never ever have. i would let my dog run around in the back yard and just be happy.
and when i returned to g'boro sometime in january or february, i met shannon and dre at stumblestiltskins. when i walked in, they said that i was absolutely glowing. and i know i was, because home had reenergized me. shortly afterward, i made the decision that i couldn't stomach living with dre anymore, and that i couldn't change for shannon. so i had to go. i had to go back to a place that loved me and wanted me, and away from this place where my job wouldn't let me move and all of my friends (except a few special ones) didn't even know me anymore.
so in march i made my triumphant return to alexandria, VA. my triumphant return to angela, loren, mom, stephen, kevin, and an outback that wanted to help me go places.
so what has changed since then:
THE BAD:
*angela and i rarely found time for each other, but not due to lack of trying on either part. she is day and i am night and we could rarely find that balance at dusk. not that i love her any less, but it just wasn't what i expected it to be when i got home. and while i understand and now accept what happened, at the time it was a blow to this new life i was trying to start.
*where the fuck was loren?
*mom soon got sick of me, and i moved out by august.
*my brother drove me nuts because he had a self righteous attitude and thought that my moving back home was sponging off the family.
*my dad and i cannot coexisit in a living situation anymore.
*kevin was my rock for a bit. but he drifted, as so many often do, and found a friend, and sometimes i feel like a replacement for me in our friend jenn. i liked that he found a soul to squeeze... i just wish i had been involved.
however, far more importantly,
THE GOOD:
*the outback i started working at kept giving me promotion after promotion. the saw that i could be good at everything, not just one thing they wanted me to stay in. i'm teh Front of House Training Coordinator, bitch.
*i found maureen, who was the best friend a girl who had no one could have. we clung to and protected each other. and i needed that when i got back.
*me moving out brought me and my mom together like no other.
*i found a new, amazing, yet often infuriating group of friends. i know mooches and piercers and slutbags and superhumans and nutcases and drunks and potheads and tattoo artists and mechanics and hackers and hippies and e-tards and car salesmen and man whores and so many people that i am blessed to know, whether i want to cut of their heads or not.
*i paid off all my debts.
*i have found this guy. this guy that makes me feel so alive. that's the only way to put it: alive. vinnie is love.
in closing, i have changed a lot. my space and my way and my responsibility level is completely different.
and in this experiment, we have found that while heather fears change, change does not fear heather. in fact, it embraces her. it comforts her. and it makes her better. version 2.4EVER. |
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[Dec. 17th, 2005|04:45 am] |
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANGELA SCUDDER COLBY!
you are the most amazing person i have met. you are the ying to my yang, and we both know it. that is what makes anything between us work, even when it's conflict. it's part of us and part of this life we live together.
i never just love you... i live you.
it's no life without an angela to balance the heather.
oh, and here's to the one and a half week a year that loren, you and i are consecutive: 23, 24, and 25.
it happens every year. have you noticed?
just one more thing we should start celebrating.
peace up, a-town down.
most importantly...
LIVE. |
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[Nov. 20th, 2005|05:16 am] |
so i feel as if every fucking day of my life i am getting older and more responsible and domesticated.
it's been pointed out by many around me when i couldn't go to the coheed show because i had to accept the GREAT HONOR (and, no, i am not being sarcastic at all with that)of opening a new Outback in maryland.
let me explain what this means.
this means that out of maybe 10 or 12 stores and ALL of thier employees, i was one in fucking ten people selected to train new outbackers. and that is one in SEVEN server trainers.
it pissed me off that i had to miss my favorite band to do this, it's true... but the fact that i got to do this was the beginning of my true outback career. these are the steps i have to take to own my own store and make my six figures one day. coheed and cambria will be back. if i hadn't taken this oppourtunity now, it may have never come again.
so call me responsible and "getting old." that's cool. whatever. if that's what taking care of myself is to everyone else is, then that is what i am.
i'm old and responsible.
another one bites the dust.
(x-posetd to myspace.) |
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[Oct. 25th, 2005|10:50 pm] |
i had to do it cause they are true:
Your Seduction Style: The Charmer |
You're a master at intimate conversation and verbal enticement.
You seduce with words, by getting people to open up to you.
By establishing this deep connection quickly, people feel under your power.
And then you've got them exactly where you want them! |
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You are a Slutcom 2, also known as the a lil' sleazy level of slutcom. You hook up with people on a semi-regular basis. You may hook up with random people sometimes, especially in a drunken stupor. How far you go will vary widely, but the options are more open and based on the heat of the moment. You hook up more than average, but that's OK.
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Take the slutcom litmus test!
The slutcom litmus test originated in A Word of Advice.
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[Oct. 13th, 2005|05:08 pm] |
i'm chilling on my couch, watching buffy and playing on vinnie's computer. we are completely together now. its so nice and i am completely googly eyed. when i am around him i am completely content and deliriously happy at the same time. and it isn't just all googles and smiles. he supports me and is there for me about things that most people would never understand. i have no idea how i ever lived without him before.
oh yeah, and i have totally gotten him into watching buffy the vampire slayer. any man that can enjoy buffy automatically wins in my world.
may i also just announce that i am at this place in my life where i have a lot of crap that is going on. and with all the crap, there are those that are making themselves fantastically phenonmenal. roll call:
*angelicalina, once and future princess.
*loren of the bockweg persuasion.
*vincencio, the boy version of me.
*mommy, need i really say more?
the end, for now. |
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[Sep. 10th, 2005|03:51 am] |
so, i think tonight has been the best birthday in a long time.
attendees include:
stephen, maureen, vinnie, angela, brian, hen-ray, elisabeth, joseph, edward, danny, jesse, jojo, monica, samwise, brooke, mark, aryn, five guys i didn't even know, my dad, va delegate tom bolvin, martin, angie, stacey, quetta, shawn, aome of his friends, five guys i didn't know, tuffy, and copious amounts of alcohol.
updates later.
love. |
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[Aug. 18th, 2005|05:27 am] |
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i love vinnie's laugh. |
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[Aug. 12th, 2005|01:39 am] |
at Apt 204 (look out 102... its the next generation...)
here's what's going on:
*mike catron passed out in mo's bed.
*ross and vinnie singing blink182 together. vinnie is also playing guitar.
*edward and joseph, the twins of my life, talking to maureen.
*biesenbach is playing playstation and has to crash here tonight at least. maybe longer.
*my brother fcking with biesenbach's comp.
*i'm drinking wine.
*the planning of a concert tomorrow...
lots of stuff.
the future band of america:
Joseph McKenna on Drums!
Edward McKenna on Lead Guitar!
Vinnie Semporino on Rhythm Guitar! possibly vocals. we'll see.
Kyle Boward on Bass...? maybe? Schoonover? maybe?
and maybe i'll sing sometimes. who knows.
i love my friends.
by the way, i have a super huge crush on vinnie. i'm typing that cause he's reading it. and he's an idiot.
and im a huge loser. we balance out. |
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