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VespaCat

can somebody tell me now? who is this terrorist? those girls that smile kindly, then rip your life t

About Me


My passion is art and cooking. My profession is retail. My future is therapy. And I don't mind men in corsets, but i do hate phrases.
i should warn you...i've been angry lately. anyone who knows me knows how much i hate stupid girls...
i'm a nerd. at 17 i took a train up to vancouver, b.c. for an x-files gathering with my internet friends. and the next year when i flew out to d.c. for another one. miss you guys!
my favorite city is nyc. daddy went to columbia for law school so i stayed out there a few times. on one trip, my uncle pulled a knife on a guy in the subway and there was a shooting outside our apartment. but it's still safer than sacto. and those el trains are prompt...
i've seen tori amos in concert 6 times. one time with front row seats. in concord i laid on alex's hood and drew her a picture of tori. i still owe one to catita b/c i'm a jerk. don't worry. i haven't forgotten that.
i worked in and managed coffee shops for 5 years. i don't touch the stuff anymore, but i can make you a double nonfat half-caf dry cappuccino that weighs 2 ounces. it's all about the head on those caps, right catita?
i met my onetime best friend david in an internet chat room 10 years ago. who lets their 16 year old kid meet a boy from the internet?? ha ha...they tried to stop us.
my first roommate got the boot after he killed my tori christmas tree, borrowed my kickwear pants, ate my ghirardelli chocolate, and lost my joy division cd. i was 18 and had just gotten laid off my job, but i still love ya, ryan, wherever you are.
about 6 or 7 halloweens ago, hope dressed as siouxsie and i was her banshee. need those pics, hopie!!
katie threw my shoe out into the street outside old ironsides where we were waiting to see dee dee ramone play...about a year before he died.
my best friend catita drove 600 miles to come get me in rainier, oregon and we made fun of a boy while frosting his hair and he didn't even know it. and yes, we watched mystery men and convinced the theatre employee to give us all sorts of swag, including the giant vinyl advertising banner. yeah, it almost ruined our friendship when i fought for it and threw catita the smaller crap as compensation. but i *was* the one who convinced the guy we needed it! ....back in my more selfish and clueless years...i still have it, catita! want to hang it in your new place?
i have problems driving too fast while listening to good music. catita and talula (the tornado mix) were always a good combination. one time with hope and katie and owen i was playing the cure so loud that i didn't realize i was doing 90 in 3rd gear on the freeway. stench. another time i was rocking out to bliss so loud that i didn't realize a string of emergency vehicles was trying to pass me. dang.
this is fun. i never kept a journal very well. add our fun memories to this list!

My Interests

weaving lhasa apso fur rugs, changing lightbulbs, eating anything with chopsticks, ignoring you, pretending to not get it, chasing my cat, undereducating the masses, overeducating the few, pitying those who don't care they're being lied to, paying a lot of money for a good haircut.

I'd like to meet:

that cute little dancing boy with two right shoes and mis-matched skull socks.

still.

Music:

better than yours.
ok, tori amos...i have 59 cd's by her, of course i'm freakin' in love with her. and this version of sugar was hands-down the raddest thing to come off of 'to venus and back.' i also heart the mormon tabernacle choir, miles davis, leonard cohen, and everything in between. but not on either side. just in between. no castrated, soulless, wussy pop music or frigid, wailing females with venus envy.

Movies:

mary poppins. the breakfast club...i heart ally sheedy. the princess bride. that stupid kirsten dunst cheerleader movie that they play on the usa network five times a day so it's the only thing to watch on my day off. the neverending story. mission videos. i used to love clerks. monty python and the quest for the holy grail. velvet goldmine. i heart stanley kubrick, too. though i can't watch most of his movies anymore. they need to re-rate the shining, though. that one's my favorite.

Television:

i hate tv now...but i do rather fancy AbFab, the simpsons, friends, daria, japanese gameshows...i used to be a *huge* x-files nerd. obsessive, even....sometimes i get sucked into e!true hollywood story (why, WHY?)...various cartoons...the only shows i currently catch on a regular basis are house and the office.

Books:

if i could cram all the books i like into this space then there may be a problem. i do love the book of mormon the very best, though.
other favorites are Bobby and Kitty, which i haven't found again since i saw it at the library when i was 8. neil gaiman is my hero, i love anything by edward gorey, dostoyevsky's notes from the underground, john steinbeck, charles baudelaire, leonard cohen, jack kerouac, moby dick is one of my all-time favorite novels, calvin and hobbes, various comic books, lots of others on lots of subjects...

Heroes:

neal a. maxwell, bruce r. mc conkie. unwavering pillars of strength and inspiration who endured to the end.

My Blog

gabba gabba hey hilly kristal

long live cbgb. i'd rant philosophical, but that'd be missing the point entirely. thanks for the ramones and blondie! even the boomtown rats, velvet underground, and joan jett got their day. here's to...
Posted by VespaCat on Thu, 30 Aug 2007 09:09:00 PST

the day dawn is breaking

it doesn't always have to be the same routine. sometimes it's better to start the morning with a sunrise hike down to a waterfall in the american river canyon before work. after an awesome hike last w...
Posted by VespaCat on Tue, 07 Aug 2007 01:16:00 PST

boys on a stick

it's nights like these where i relish in the law of consecration living arrangement i share with my rad roommate. chicken parmesan? doth my ears deceive me? you know of my love affair with food, and s...
Posted by VespaCat on Thu, 26 Jul 2007 12:01:00 PST

mother

i walkand want you to followi liveand want you to bei ammefidgeting fightingi cancel your facesi write your bad checksand i watch your tvi pay all your billsand i ward off the tradesmani wonder if eve...
Posted by VespaCat on Tue, 12 Jun 2007 12:00:00 PST

nothing of consequence (unedited)

owen's mom explained to me on friday that there was a difference between the "union flag" and the "union jack", and that the flag of the brits was only referred to as a "union jack" when it was flying...
Posted by VespaCat on Tue, 01 May 2007 09:18:00 PST

pesto and brie

catita came over last week. when senses are overloaded there comes a time for a change in stimuli. thursday was a slide from liquid and mess to olive oil and organic garlic. the pungent sweet licorice...
Posted by VespaCat on Thu, 26 Apr 2007 11:20:00 PST

your chaos

restless with a shock to the backi almost didn't see it comingyou thinkthe times i told you i wouldalways be there for you assumedyou would never need to wipe that smile rightoff of my faceand it...
Posted by VespaCat on Sat, 14 Apr 2007 06:39:00 PST

a piece of you

this one is a few weeks old and was never finished. now it's starting to heal. but i thought i'd put it out there. equal time. i don't know what to dowith thisdangling graspof you in my handthere...
Posted by VespaCat on Tue, 06 Feb 2007 01:02:00 PST

out there

in through the backdoori saw you slip inrunning into space and time like you werenot thereand i can see something hidden in lipstickand penand your face lies deeper than asenatorand his skin now she s...
Posted by VespaCat on Mon, 05 Feb 2007 01:07:00 PST

harvest

this one was in darkness for so long...i thought i'd let it out. i think it was real. i think it still is. wristed together and boundin twine and stems of roughage and grindshocks of virgin flour...
Posted by VespaCat on Thu, 01 Feb 2007 11:38:00 PST