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Abby

...and it knows no bounds.

About Me

I don't want to get too involved with this, although, all in all, I'm rather self-involved, so this would probably be the best section for me. I'm quirky and eccentric, maybe even a bit of an elitist. I have depression issues that are way out of my control, so emo-type blogs have and will arise here. I exercise too much, eat too little and I'm usually caught in some fantasy land over which I have tyrannical rule, kind of like a Caligula type dictatorship. I guess I'm witty-- well, I think I'm hilarious. I'm extremely family-oriented. I listen to ten thousand different kinds of music. I have a tendency to exaggerate. I love to read. I write sappy poetry. I like being weird. I can go from acting like a two year old to acting like I belong in a retirement community. I love to rant. I can be very sweet, given the right incentive (and that really includes anything from an ice cream cone to jewelry to a good friend), but I also have a vindictive side. I'm overprotective and loyal to the death (or betrayal, on either my end or the other person's, whichever comes first). I tire easily of routine and am constantly seeking some sort of way to mix things up. I am currently realizing that quitting smoking makes writing very difficult, because that was one of the cornerstones of the activity. I have also come to realize that I give pretty good advice, hence, I will become a therapist. I am an atypical woman. I actually jokingly refer to myself as a "female misogynist" as I do not nor will I ever understand the fairer sex. I usually tend to hate things I do not understand, as I am human. I like to shoot shit and tackle people (I like playing football and airsoft). I've been called a woman of "impeccably strong character," but that's usually by people trying to blow smoke up my ass. Don't do that if you want to win my respect. Tell me the truth. Yeah.

My Interests

Theology, literature, poetry, music, philosophy, sociology, psychology, music, art, fantasy

I'd like to meet:


You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
’Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops,
Weakened by my soulful cries?

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
’Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own backyard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.

Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.
-Maya Angelou
Still I Rise
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

-Dylan Thomas
Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night

Music:

Antonio Vivaldi
Aretha Franklin
B.B. King
Bad Religion
Billie Holiday
Billy Joel
Bob Marley (for the message, you effin' stoners)
Buddy Guy
Cab Calloway
Chuck Berry
Count Basie
Credence Clearwater Revival
Curtis Mayfield
DeBarge (I hate to admit that in public)
Dropkick Murphys
Earth, Wind, and Fire (They’re back on the list now)
Edwin Starr
Fats Domino
Fiona Apple
Flogging Molly
Frank Sinatra
Frankie Lymon and the Teenagers
Gladys Knight(and the Pips)
Green Day
Guns n' Roses
Howlin' Wolf
Janis Joplin
Jerry Lee Lewis
Jimi Hendrix
Joe Tex
John Coltrane
Johnny Cash
Little Richard
Louis Armstrong
Louis Prima
Ludwig van Beethoven
Lynryd Skynyrd
Me First and the Gimme Gimmes
(Old school) Michael Jackson
Nat King Cole
Nirvana
NoFX
Old school Michael Jackson
Prince
Rancid
RENT
Richard Wagner
Smokey Robinson (and the Miracles)
Sublime
Teddy Pendergrass
The Blues Brothers (God bless John Belushi)
The Coasters
The Commodores
The Contours
The Dells
The Doors
The Drifters
The Four Tops
The Isley Brothers
The O'Jays
The Spinners
The Temptations
The Whispers
Tina Turner
Tori Amos
Van Morrison
Wilson Pickett
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

Movies:

Woo...
10 Things I Hate About You
The Addams Family
The Addams Family Values
A Fish Called Wanda
The Airplane! series
Along Came a Spider
Aladdin
American Beauty
Analyze This (and That)
Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgandy
As Good As It Gets
Back to the Future Trilogy
Batman
Be Cool
Beetlejuice
The Beverly Hills Cop trilogy
Big Daddy
Biloxi Blues
The Big Lebowski
The Birdcage
Blow
Blues Brothers
Boondock Saints
The Bone Collector
Braveheart
Canadian Bacon
Cats and Dogs
City Slickers
Clerks
Clue
The Crow
Death Becomes Her
The Departed
Desperado
The Devil Wears Prada
Die Hard: With a Vengeance
Dogma
Dr. No
Dragonheart
Drop Dead Fred
Drop Dead Gorgeous
Empire
Empire Records
Fallen
Fatal Attraction
Fatal Instinct
Ferris Bueller's Day Off
Fierce Creatures
Fight Club
From Russia With Love
Full Metal Jacket
Girl, Interrupted
Gladiator
Glory
Goldfinger
Good Morning, Vietnam
Gremlins
The Green Mile
Happy Feet
Harlem Nights
Hercules
Hitch
Hook
I Heart Huckabees
The Hebrew Hammer
Ice Age
The Incredibles
The Indiana Jones trilogy
Interview with the Vampire
The Jungle Book
Kiss the Girls
K-PAX
Kung Pao: Enter the Fist
Labriynth
The Last Dragon
The Legend of Drunken Master
The Legend of Zorro
The Life of David Gale
Lilo and Stitch
The Little Shop of Horrors
Little Nicky
The Long Kiss Goodnight
The Manchurian Candidate
The Mask of Zorro
Meet the Robinsons
Mel Brooks
Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil
Monty Python
Ninja Turtles Trilogy
O, Brother, Where Art Thou?
Phantom of the Opera
The Princess Bride
Pulp Fiction
The Rocky Horror Picture Show
Rush Hour Trilogy
Schindler's List
Se7en
Secretary
See No Evil, Hear No Evil
Shakespeare in Love
The Shawshank Redemption
Shrek (1 & 2)
The Silence of the Lambs
SLC Punk
Snakes on a Plane
Star Wars
Stepmom
The Strange Case of the End of Civilization As We Know It
Super Troopers
The Sword and the Stone
Swordfish
Thunderball
Tombstone
Trainspotting
The Untouchables
V for Vendetta
Varsity Blues
What Dreams May Come
What's Love Got to Do With It?
Which Way is Up?
White Chicks
Willow
Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory
The ones crossed out are for my personal use. I don't own the ones that aren't crossed out so this is like my unofficial shopping list. Don't mind me.

Television:

Rome, Law & Order, Family Guy, Futurama, Harvey Birdman (y'know, Adult Swim), The Grim Adventures of Billy and Mandy

Books:

Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, Youth in Revolt, The Sword of Truth Series, The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty, the Ender's Game series, Brave New World, and Bastard Out of Carolina

Heroes:

My parents, my maternal grandfather,my paternal grandmother, Queen Elizabeth I, and Caligula.

My Blog

Because Cat asked me to...

Ok. Here’s how it goes: Once you’ve been tagged you have to write a blog with 20 weird random facts about yourself. At the end choose 6 or 8 people to be tagged,list their names and why yo...
Posted by Abby on Thu, 10 Apr 2008 06:32:00 PST

Fathers, pt. 2

I wish I didn’t resent mine so much. But it’s hard when you’re called a burden. I wish he cared about me as much as the other three. I’m stuck between a rock and a hard place. ...
Posted by Abby on Mon, 24 Mar 2008 07:53:00 PST

Fathers

I don’t think that there is anything more important to a child than the approval of his or her father [figure]. I can’t describe exactly how I came to this conclusion without breaking the ...
Posted by Abby on Thu, 20 Mar 2008 02:58:00 PST

Few things that I need to see on paper...

I am not glamorous. But I am beautiful.I am not confident. But I am loved.I am not wealthy. But with my friends and family, I feel rich.I do not shine. But I polish the futures of everyone that surrou...
Posted by Abby on Sat, 19 Jan 2008 12:40:00 PST

Damn it...

I'm so frustrated that I can hardly breathe. I don't know what's wrong. I can't pinpoint it, but SOMETHING is up. My mom is real sick. I see her deteriorating every day and it kills me. I have this wo...
Posted by Abby on Mon, 22 Oct 2007 12:44:00 PST

Relationship Stuff

I think I want to be seen as a loving, loyal, devoted girlfriend. I am a loving, loyal, and devoted girlfriend, so it's not much of a stretch. I don't think that there's anyone in the world that I wou...
Posted by Abby on Fri, 03 Aug 2007 10:32:00 PST

Sigh

I'm never going to get out of this house.
Posted by Abby on Wed, 27 Jun 2007 08:00:00 PST

Sisters and things...

Sometimes I feel like my life is a movie, like there are cameras all around and people are watching me; they know what I'm thinking, what I'm doing, what I'm saying... I don't know. I'm broke and I'm ...
Posted by Abby on Tue, 22 May 2007 11:44:00 PST

L.W.S., Jr.

Maybe it's the advent of Thanksgiving, but I miss him.   How do I say goodbye to what we had?The good times that made us laughOutweigh the bad.I thought we'd get to see foreverBut forever has&nbs...
Posted by Abby on Thu, 23 Nov 2006 07:12:00 PST

Loneliness

Am I inhuman? Why can't I cry? Why do I not allow myself to feel actual sadness? Why is there only anger? I'm alone. I have no more living heroes. Grandaddy, why are you gone when I need you? Oh, a li...
Posted by Abby on Mon, 13 Nov 2006 08:31:00 PST