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Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Sunday, March 23, 2008
You Are Pretty Happy Being Single |
 You have a full, fun life. And you definitely don't need love to be content. Of course, being single can get you down a little. Especially when you've been single for a while. But you know how to be patient and wait for the right person. You're life is too good to settle for anything! |
What Heather Means |
 You are truly an original person. You have amazing ideas, and the power to carry them out. Success comes rather easily for you... especially in business and academia. Some people find you to be selfish and a bit overbearing. You're a strong person. You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone. You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together. At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together. You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. You have the classic "Type A" personality. You are a seeker. You often find yourself restless - and you have a lot of questions about life. You tend to travel often, to fairly random locations. You're most comfortable when you're far away from home. You are quite passionate and easily tempted. Your impulses sometimes get you into trouble. You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something. You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense. You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun. |
Saturday, March 15, 2008
You Are Bubblegum Flavored Gum |
 You are friendly, outgoing, and energetic. You love life, and you can always find some reason to smile. You are a bit hyper, and you're always looking for your next challenge. You love getting things done - and you are usually on the go. Your confidence and positive attitude makes you a very attractive person. You can be a little flaky at times, but people are able to overlook that - because you're so fun! |
Monday, March 10, 2008
Surely this must be wrong, right? >; )
You Are Apple Green |
 You are almost super-humanly upbeat. You have a very positive energy that surrounds you. And while you are happy go lucky, you're also charmingly assertive. You get what you want, even if you have to persuade those against you to see things your way. Reflective and thoughtful, you know yourself well - and you know that you want out of life. |
Saturday, March 8, 2008
fed up
Today was a wash.
I had to get up early to take Thyroid kitty to the vet -- needed to check and see whether the medication was working. I got there early in the hopes I'd get out early. No such luck. In fact, little diva didn't see the vet, she saw only a technician 'cause I couldn't wait any longer.
I then had to RUSH to a WW staff meeting in Plaistow, which is 42-miles each way from my house. Nothing like central locations for meetings. I show up, on a SATURDAY mind you, in the clothes I had rushed to get on to take kitty to the vet only to learn that these meetings are DRESS UP. Someone had the balls to mention it to me, and I kept saying, "Well, if I had known . . ." I got looks likes I SHOULD have known but let's review something shall we:
-> I don't read minds
-> There was NO mention of this in an e-mail I got
-> It was MY Saturday that you hijacked, last minute on Thursday night at 9pm
-> The last time I had to go to a staff meeting I was an RA and we wore jeans
-> No One told me (again, not my fault)
-> Am I meant to try to impress you people?
-> Comfort over fashion any day my friends
-> Can we review taking kitty, who wanted to scratch my eyes out, to the vet again? She likes to barf on the way there. I'm sure that would have been appreciated -- me in dress clothes covered in cat barf. Lovely.
I probably should have apologized to my TM for it, but screw it. You people act like I should know the rules when you don't hand them out, and I get to look bad? Sorry. I felt underdressed, true, but there should be a warning to newbies to dress up. I refuse to take full responsibility for this. You no likey? Tough schnikes.
On the way home I was blindsided by a wicked bad headache. Came home and napped for 3.5 hours, and it's gone now but holy jeepers, I was in pain.
I had to get up early to take Thyroid kitty to the vet -- needed to check and see whether the medication was working. I got there early in the hopes I'd get out early. No such luck. In fact, little diva didn't see the vet, she saw only a technician 'cause I couldn't wait any longer.
I then had to RUSH to a WW staff meeting in Plaistow, which is 42-miles each way from my house. Nothing like central locations for meetings. I show up, on a SATURDAY mind you, in the clothes I had rushed to get on to take kitty to the vet only to learn that these meetings are DRESS UP. Someone had the balls to mention it to me, and I kept saying, "Well, if I had known . . ." I got looks likes I SHOULD have known but let's review something shall we:
-> I don't read minds
-> There was NO mention of this in an e-mail I got
-> It was MY Saturday that you hijacked, last minute on Thursday night at 9pm
-> The last time I had to go to a staff meeting I was an RA and we wore jeans
-> No One told me (again, not my fault)
-> Am I meant to try to impress you people?
-> Comfort over fashion any day my friends
-> Can we review taking kitty, who wanted to scratch my eyes out, to the vet again? She likes to barf on the way there. I'm sure that would have been appreciated -- me in dress clothes covered in cat barf. Lovely.
I probably should have apologized to my TM for it, but screw it. You people act like I should know the rules when you don't hand them out, and I get to look bad? Sorry. I felt underdressed, true, but there should be a warning to newbies to dress up. I refuse to take full responsibility for this. You no likey? Tough schnikes.
On the way home I was blindsided by a wicked bad headache. Came home and napped for 3.5 hours, and it's gone now but holy jeepers, I was in pain.
Saturday, March 1, 2008
And I said, "Well, that's the one thing we've got."
There's some sort of flashback meme-thing going on, and though I"m not usually a joiner, I had to participate.
My song? "Breakfast at Tiffany's" by Deep Blue Something.
I was 18 in 1995, and that fall started college at Syracuse University. I was living in Boland, on floor 8 which was the "quiet lifestyle" girls floor; the floors alternated, so Boland 7 was the guys' quite lifestyle. Needless to say 7 & 8 hung out together a lot, because well, we just did.
On Boland 7 was a guy named Steve. I thought he was cute and after a few weeks we were a couple (mind you, I did not dte iin high school. high school s*cked. college, as far as guys went, wasn't much better). Everything went along great until around Thanksgiving. I went home to Houston and we talked a few times on the phone, and when I went back he wanted to not be exclusive anymore, ie he wanted to break up. I'll tell you that part in a little bit. I didn't understand, and was admittedly heartbroken, but he obviously didn't seem to care as per usual. I decided that if I was going to cry, which I did, I was not crying anywhere where anyone could see -- so that left my dorm room when my roommate was out and the shower.
He, for some reason, felt bad and again asked me out. Like a moron (I wish I could slap my 18-year old self now), I agreed to go out to a movie with him, but I was paying for my stuff -- ticket, drink, etc. I was not letting him pay for anything, 'cause I didn't consider it a date. After the movie, we went back to Boland and his roommate was in the room, so I thought I was safe to be in his room. Steve apparently had OTHER ideas about safety. He kissed me and one thing led to another and the next thing I knew I was being held down on his bed, one of his hands holding my wrists above my head, the other trying to undo my jeans. I don't remember a whole heck of a lot, I know I did say 'NO," but I know I had locked my legs (before I knew to do that, which I learned about in self-defense class later), and that pissed him off. He had to let go of my hands to do anything with my pants, and that was when I got him off of me and rand back to my room upstairs. Steve's roommate -- was in the room the whole time.
I never was alone with him again. I was never anywhere close to him without at least 4 people around.
My "friends" on my floor all decided that Steve obviously couldn't have done that, so I lost all my friends on my floor over this. I still had some friends on Boland 7, Geoff comes to mind, so when push came to shove I would hang out with them in one of the lounges.
Christmas and finals came, and I had the flu. Steve still gave me my Christmas gift -- a pair of gold heart earrings. I still have them, and have never worn them. Over Christmas break, I talked to my friend Brian from high school, whom I had gone to homecoming and prom with my senior year. He told me he only went with me because he felt sorry for me.
I had gone from attempted-rape to broken hearted as well.
I returned for the Spring semester and went and confronted Steve. Told him he was an a**hole. Told his RA, who did nothing, much to my disappointment.
Later we had a student government "bonding session" and my friend Meaghan had to go upstairs to her room for something. When she came back down, she was surprised to see me there because she swore she had just seen me in the Boland 6 bathroom. Turns out the girl was Reana, and she was my look-alike. Reana and Steve had dated all throughout high school, and had never broken up. Meaning he cheated on her with me, or however you wanted to classify it.
When I saw her later, it was like looking into a mirror.
Steve was a b*stard. I still saw him throughout college. I never told anyone what happened until 2000, when Geoff asked me and I came clean. I never saw anyone to help me get over what happened. As a music lover, I can tell you that I played TONS of Alanis over this, but I played Deep Blue Something's "Halo" almost more, though that wasn't a hit and never reached radio. This song did, and too this day I cannot listen to it, 'cause it makes me think of Steve.
Breakfast at Tiffany's, by Deep Blue Something.
You'll say, we've got nothing in common,
No common ground to start from,
And we're falling apart,
You'll say, the world has come between us,
Our lives have come between us,
Still I know you just don't care.
And I said, "What about 'Breakfast at Tiffany's?'"
She said, "I think I remember the film,
And as I recall, I think, we both kind of liked it."
And I said, "Well that's, the one thing we've got."
I see you, the only one who knew me,
And now your eyes see through me,
I guess I was wrong,
So what now? It's plain to see we're over,
And I hate when things are over,
When so much is left undone.
(chorus)
You'll say, that we've got nothin in common,
No common ground to start from,
And we're falling apart,
You'll say the world has come between us,
Our lives have come between us,
Still I know you just don't care.
(chorus)
Oooooo
And I said, "What about 'Breakfast at Tiffany's?'"
She said, "I think I, remember that film,
And, as I recall, I think, we both kind of liked it,"
And I said, "Well that's, the one thing we got."
And I said, "What about 'Breakfast at Tiffany's?'"
She said, "I think I, remember that film,
And, as I recall, I think, we both kind of liked it,"
And I said, "Well that's, the one thing we got."
My song? "Breakfast at Tiffany's" by Deep Blue Something.
I was 18 in 1995, and that fall started college at Syracuse University. I was living in Boland, on floor 8 which was the "quiet lifestyle" girls floor; the floors alternated, so Boland 7 was the guys' quite lifestyle. Needless to say 7 & 8 hung out together a lot, because well, we just did.
On Boland 7 was a guy named Steve. I thought he was cute and after a few weeks we were a couple (mind you, I did not dte iin high school. high school s*cked. college, as far as guys went, wasn't much better). Everything went along great until around Thanksgiving. I went home to Houston and we talked a few times on the phone, and when I went back he wanted to not be exclusive anymore, ie he wanted to break up. I'll tell you that part in a little bit. I didn't understand, and was admittedly heartbroken, but he obviously didn't seem to care as per usual. I decided that if I was going to cry, which I did, I was not crying anywhere where anyone could see -- so that left my dorm room when my roommate was out and the shower.
He, for some reason, felt bad and again asked me out. Like a moron (I wish I could slap my 18-year old self now), I agreed to go out to a movie with him, but I was paying for my stuff -- ticket, drink, etc. I was not letting him pay for anything, 'cause I didn't consider it a date. After the movie, we went back to Boland and his roommate was in the room, so I thought I was safe to be in his room. Steve apparently had OTHER ideas about safety. He kissed me and one thing led to another and the next thing I knew I was being held down on his bed, one of his hands holding my wrists above my head, the other trying to undo my jeans. I don't remember a whole heck of a lot, I know I did say 'NO," but I know I had locked my legs (before I knew to do that, which I learned about in self-defense class later), and that pissed him off. He had to let go of my hands to do anything with my pants, and that was when I got him off of me and rand back to my room upstairs. Steve's roommate -- was in the room the whole time.
I never was alone with him again. I was never anywhere close to him without at least 4 people around.
My "friends" on my floor all decided that Steve obviously couldn't have done that, so I lost all my friends on my floor over this. I still had some friends on Boland 7, Geoff comes to mind, so when push came to shove I would hang out with them in one of the lounges.
Christmas and finals came, and I had the flu. Steve still gave me my Christmas gift -- a pair of gold heart earrings. I still have them, and have never worn them. Over Christmas break, I talked to my friend Brian from high school, whom I had gone to homecoming and prom with my senior year. He told me he only went with me because he felt sorry for me.
I had gone from attempted-rape to broken hearted as well.
I returned for the Spring semester and went and confronted Steve. Told him he was an a**hole. Told his RA, who did nothing, much to my disappointment.
Later we had a student government "bonding session" and my friend Meaghan had to go upstairs to her room for something. When she came back down, she was surprised to see me there because she swore she had just seen me in the Boland 6 bathroom. Turns out the girl was Reana, and she was my look-alike. Reana and Steve had dated all throughout high school, and had never broken up. Meaning he cheated on her with me, or however you wanted to classify it.
When I saw her later, it was like looking into a mirror.
Steve was a b*stard. I still saw him throughout college. I never told anyone what happened until 2000, when Geoff asked me and I came clean. I never saw anyone to help me get over what happened. As a music lover, I can tell you that I played TONS of Alanis over this, but I played Deep Blue Something's "Halo" almost more, though that wasn't a hit and never reached radio. This song did, and too this day I cannot listen to it, 'cause it makes me think of Steve.
Breakfast at Tiffany's, by Deep Blue Something.
You'll say, we've got nothing in common,
No common ground to start from,
And we're falling apart,
You'll say, the world has come between us,
Our lives have come between us,
Still I know you just don't care.
And I said, "What about 'Breakfast at Tiffany's?'"
She said, "I think I remember the film,
And as I recall, I think, we both kind of liked it."
And I said, "Well that's, the one thing we've got."
I see you, the only one who knew me,
And now your eyes see through me,
I guess I was wrong,
So what now? It's plain to see we're over,
And I hate when things are over,
When so much is left undone.
(chorus)
You'll say, that we've got nothin in common,
No common ground to start from,
And we're falling apart,
You'll say the world has come between us,
Our lives have come between us,
Still I know you just don't care.
(chorus)
Oooooo
And I said, "What about 'Breakfast at Tiffany's?'"
She said, "I think I, remember that film,
And, as I recall, I think, we both kind of liked it,"
And I said, "Well that's, the one thing we got."
And I said, "What about 'Breakfast at Tiffany's?'"
She said, "I think I, remember that film,
And, as I recall, I think, we both kind of liked it,"
And I said, "Well that's, the one thing we got."
Monday, February 25, 2008
stashbuster to do list --
By March 31
Swallowtail Shawl (Alpaca w/ a twist)
By April 15
Halfobi (Cascade 220)
By TNNA
Nothin’ But a T-Shirt (cotton-ease)
By September 15
CPH (Kathamandu Aran)
By October 1
Peppermint Swirl (Jaeger Fleece)
By November 15
Tree jacket (rip and start over on US 9 – Wool of the Andes)
By December 31
Minimalist Cardigan (Wool of the Andes)
By December 31
Killkenney Capelet (fisherman’s wool)
Swallowtail Shawl (Alpaca w/ a twist)
By April 15
Halfobi (Cascade 220)
By TNNA
Nothin’ But a T-Shirt (cotton-ease)
By September 15
CPH (Kathamandu Aran)
By October 1
Peppermint Swirl (Jaeger Fleece)
By November 15
Tree jacket (rip and start over on US 9 – Wool of the Andes)
By December 31
Minimalist Cardigan (Wool of the Andes)
By December 31
Killkenney Capelet (fisherman’s wool)
Childish fun w/ Google
1. Heather wants to grab his booty (depends on who the lucky guy is)
2. Heather wants another baby (damn, did I miss the first one? are the drugs that good?)
3. Heather wants to disappear (somedays)
4. Heather wants “hush money” (what are you silencing me for?)
5. Heather wants love (definitely)
6. Heather wants to be my friend (only if you're not thoughtless-jerk-carboy. if you are, sorry)
7. Heather wants to fall in love (absolutely)
8. Heather wants a new job (not really, like the one I got, but thanks)
9. Heather wants people to think she’s nice (aren't I? I'm confused)
10. Heather wants to marry (someday)
11. Heather needs men . . . now! (didn't know it was that obvious)
12. Heather needs two therapists (naw, I think one would suffice)
13. Heather needs Gatorade (not unless I have the flu I don')
14. Heather needs childhood (come to think of it, recess and naptime would be nice . . .)
15. Heather needs something more to be satisfied (true)
16. Heather needs to grow-up (nope, good the way I am)
17. Heather needs a date (definitely)
18. Heather needs a rest (on occasion. like every Monday)
19. Heather needs to chill (sure, why not?)
20. Heather needs water on the moors in Spring to yield a big crop in August (not a fraking clue)
2. Heather wants another baby (damn, did I miss the first one? are the drugs that good?)
3. Heather wants to disappear (somedays)
4. Heather wants “hush money” (what are you silencing me for?)
5. Heather wants love (definitely)
6. Heather wants to be my friend (only if you're not thoughtless-jerk-carboy. if you are, sorry)
7. Heather wants to fall in love (absolutely)
8. Heather wants a new job (not really, like the one I got, but thanks)
9. Heather wants people to think she’s nice (aren't I? I'm confused)
10. Heather wants to marry (someday)
11. Heather needs men . . . now! (didn't know it was that obvious)
12. Heather needs two therapists (naw, I think one would suffice)
13. Heather needs Gatorade (not unless I have the flu I don')
14. Heather needs childhood (come to think of it, recess and naptime would be nice . . .)
15. Heather needs something more to be satisfied (true)
16. Heather needs to grow-up (nope, good the way I am)
17. Heather needs a date (definitely)
18. Heather needs a rest (on occasion. like every Monday)
19. Heather needs to chill (sure, why not?)
20. Heather needs water on the moors in Spring to yield a big crop in August (not a fraking clue)
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Mecca and not so much
Last Saturday (Feb. 16), Lisa, Steph, Pam, Anne and I all traveled down to Webs. Seriously? Words cannot do this store justice. They have a space-time-warp thingy going on. For reals -- like 2.5-3 hours we lost amidst the yarny-fibery-wooly goodness.
First though, we went to Northampton wools. That experience? Not so much the mecca. I did buy 2 hanks of Manos Silk Blend. And was promptly corrected by little miss "I'm wearing the wrong size AE hoodie, but I run the store, so my word is GOD."
FYI (just so she doesn't threaten to like sit on you or something) -- it's pronouced mah-nos. NOT man-os, which I slipped on. And was soundly thwacked upside the head by Little Miss AE.
Other than that, Northampton wools reminded me A LOT, way too much actually, of Portsmouth's Yarn Basket. Kind of cramped, occasionally rude and if you have to dig that much for a deal/treasure, it ain't worth it honey.
I'm still high off the fumes from Webs though.
First though, we went to Northampton wools. That experience? Not so much the mecca. I did buy 2 hanks of Manos Silk Blend. And was promptly corrected by little miss "I'm wearing the wrong size AE hoodie, but I run the store, so my word is GOD."
FYI (just so she doesn't threaten to like sit on you or something) -- it's pronouced mah-nos. NOT man-os, which I slipped on. And was soundly thwacked upside the head by Little Miss AE.
Other than that, Northampton wools reminded me A LOT, way too much actually, of Portsmouth's Yarn Basket. Kind of cramped, occasionally rude and if you have to dig that much for a deal/treasure, it ain't worth it honey.
I'm still high off the fumes from Webs though.
Monday, February 18, 2008
Sorry. Got sidetracked. Real posting will resume next time.
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Friday, February 15, 2008
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Sunday, February 10, 2008
storm
how long have I
been in this storm
so overwhelmed by the ocean's shapeless form
water's getting harder to tread
with these waves crashing over my head
if I could just see you
everything will be alright
if I'd see you
the storminess will turn to light
and I will walk on water
and you will catch me if I fall
and I will get lost into your eyes
and everything will be alright
and everything will be alright
I know you didn't
bring me out here to drown
so why am I 10 feet under and upside down
barely surviving has become my purpose
cause I'm so used to living underneath the surface
if I could just see you
everything will be alright
if I see you
the storminess will turn to light
and I will walk on water
and you will catch me if I fall
and I will get lost into your eyes
and everything will be alright
and I will walk on water
you will catch me if I fall
and I will get lost into your eyes
and everything will be alright
I know everything is alright
everything's alright
been in this storm
so overwhelmed by the ocean's shapeless form
water's getting harder to tread
with these waves crashing over my head
if I could just see you
everything will be alright
if I'd see you
the storminess will turn to light
and I will walk on water
and you will catch me if I fall
and I will get lost into your eyes
and everything will be alright
and everything will be alright
I know you didn't
bring me out here to drown
so why am I 10 feet under and upside down
barely surviving has become my purpose
cause I'm so used to living underneath the surface
if I could just see you
everything will be alright
if I see you
the storminess will turn to light
and I will walk on water
and you will catch me if I fall
and I will get lost into your eyes
and everything will be alright
and I will walk on water
you will catch me if I fall
and I will get lost into your eyes
and everything will be alright
I know everything is alright
everything's alright
Saturday, February 2, 2008
untitled
lonely little child
looking at the sky
wanting
needing to feel loved
waiting
for someone
whom she does not know
dreaming of the man
her heart has waited for
wondering
where he is
who he is
anticipating
his arrival
his touch
his words
knowing her heart
has found its home
part of Silent Poetry Reading
lonely little child
looking at the sky
wanting
needing to feel loved
waiting
for someone
whom she does not know
dreaming of the man
her heart has waited for
wondering
where he is
who he is
anticipating
his arrival
his touch
his words
knowing her heart
has found its home
part of Silent Poetry Reading
Friday, February 1, 2008
I'll admit it here, freely -- I'm a bitch. If you mean someone who is strong, opinionated, stubborn, smart and looks out for herself first, then yes I am a bitch. I don't like people walking all over me. I don't like them doing it for myself.
If I happen (GOD FORBID) to mention a story, or part of a story, twice then it may relate to something I'm talking about currently. You don't have to go psycho rude on me and be all "You mentioned that yesterday/last week/last year/a week ago Sunday." Just smile and nod. You do the same thing, so shut the f*ck up.
I may not say it in person, but I'll sure as h*ll say it here. Don't f*ck with me -- I've blackmailed a teacher and gotten a professor fired. You want to play? BRING IT ON B*TCH.
If I happen (GOD FORBID) to mention a story, or part of a story, twice then it may relate to something I'm talking about currently. You don't have to go psycho rude on me and be all "You mentioned that yesterday/last week/last year/a week ago Sunday." Just smile and nod. You do the same thing, so shut the f*ck up.
I may not say it in person, but I'll sure as h*ll say it here. Don't f*ck with me -- I've blackmailed a teacher and gotten a professor fired. You want to play? BRING IT ON B*TCH.
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Friday, January 25, 2008
waxing lyrical
When I look back on my ordinary, ordinary life,
I see so much magic, though I missed it at the time.
I'm not gonna write you a love song
Cause you asked for it
Cause you need one
You see, I'm not gonna write you a love song
Cause you tell me it's make or breakin' this
If you're on your way
I'm not gonna write you to stay
If all you have is leavin'
I'm gonna need a better reason
To write you a love song today
I see so much magic, though I missed it at the time.
I'm not gonna write you a love song
Cause you asked for it
Cause you need one
You see, I'm not gonna write you a love song
Cause you tell me it's make or breakin' this
If you're on your way
I'm not gonna write you to stay
If all you have is leavin'
I'm gonna need a better reason
To write you a love song today
Friday, January 18, 2008
You paid attention during 97% of high school!
85-100% You must be an autodidact, because American high schools don't get scores that high! Good show, old chap!
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Sunday, January 13, 2008
Saturday, January 12, 2008
It's one of those days, when it starts out well and then slowly spirals downward from there, with no real reason.
Was it the weather? No, it was fairly decent out today.
Was it what I did? No, I went to a meeting and then a yarn store.
Was it my company? Nope, still the same 2 cats and 1 dog.
Can't pinpoint what it is, but not a stellar day. Not as down as I was a few months ago when SFB decided to show his true colors.
As for future guys, waiting to hear from someone. Could be good, could be bad. I just hate the waiting, trying, disappointment.
Was it the weather? No, it was fairly decent out today.
Was it what I did? No, I went to a meeting and then a yarn store.
Was it my company? Nope, still the same 2 cats and 1 dog.
Can't pinpoint what it is, but not a stellar day. Not as down as I was a few months ago when SFB decided to show his true colors.
As for future guys, waiting to hear from someone. Could be good, could be bad. I just hate the waiting, trying, disappointment.
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