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I hate it here.....
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| What? What's this? I almost forgot how.... |
[22 Feb 2006|12:14pm] |
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Aisle 3~ The Main Event |
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It's an update! A MIRACULOUS MIRACLE! Haha oh redundancy. Anyway....It's been like a year and some change since my last update...not counting last nights update letting the world of LJ know I wans't dead.
A lot has happened in the time span since I've last updated this little guy. i've met a lot of amazing people, done some cool stuff, done some pretty ordinary stuff. Made some decisions and set a pretty sure course for the future. Which is rad, considering last time I was here I had no idea what I wanted.
Right now I'm living in downtown Portland with Amanda G., the best roomate ever. Without her I would shrivel up and die. There was previous roomate drama and she saved me. She's like my other brain half and I love her! In fact, she is my wife. We aren't allowed to speak in public because we're a tad...foul. ALL QUESTIONS MUST BE SUBMITTED IN WRITING!
Last february I met three of my favorite people in all the world, someday they'll be the biggest band ever. Aisle 3, or Ryan Baggerly, Price Johnson and Andrew "Spoonie Love" Kenny. These guys amaze me to this day. Never in my life have I believed in anyone so much. They are my driving force and if it kills me I will see them make it! Amanda & I are in the process right now of starting our own Independant promotions company, Falcon Promoions. Inspired by the guys. They are solely dedicated to bringing amazing music back to the world, starting locally. And that's how we come in. Check us out at myspace.com/falconpromotions for our mission statement.
I was in a serious relationship for a while, didn't work out. We're still good friends. I'm currently seeing someone now and they are very special to me.
This is a long come back update. I'm at work...I should go make some copies. I DON'T WANNA!!!!
~Siera~
Maybe I'll do this more. Like every other week or so?
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[02 Jun 2005|11:28am] |
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Um.....Randall died. That was the fish. I'm fairly certain Brandon doesn't read this, but your fish is dead. It was gross....there was stuff growning on him...and he hadn't even been dead that long...like overnight. Though I do believe he was the Highlander of fish and considering he was supposed to be Immortal and all...the death process should be more gruesome when you're Immortal. Whatever. One less thing for me to care about packing while I move. Oh yeah. I'm moving out in like....8 days. WOO finally.
~Siera~
RIH Highlander....
That's Rest In Hell...I'm glad you've finally died.
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| Skinny little Nancy Callahan...she grew up, she filled out... |
[02 Apr 2005|01:47pm] |
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Sin City was so good it took it penis and smacked me in the face with it. Amazing. That's the only good thing about life right about now. So I'm going to go live in the theatre and view that movie for an entire week straight. I don't care if my eyes rot out of my head. Or even if I get sores from sitting in one spot for too long. It'll be worth it. It made me want to become a crazed, maniacal, stripping, half-naked killing machine. And I will learn. And I will do. And it will be good.
~me~
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[30 Mar 2005|10:32am] |
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You can't really trust anyone. Not even yourself because is it your head telling you this...or your heart. Trust is overrated anyway. All you really need is your roof, some gold bars and a sawed off shot gun. I'd call that the good life.
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| SO....we meet again |
[02 Mar 2005|12:32pm] |
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It's been awhile. There's lots of stuff going on. I still hate everybody just as much as always, that's what happens when you work retail. But on a lighter note. Instead of flat out loosing my mind like I thought I was going to not so long ago...I've gained a boyfriend and 3 mini ones...(they're his roomates and I love them). And they're actually not that mini...they're all rather tall. But Price is the smallest...it's weird. I'm not dating someone a foot or more taller than me. Hm.
~Siera~
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| Take this! |
[14 Feb 2005|11:06pm] |
There are varying opinions as to the origin of Valentine's Day. Some experts state that it originated from St. Valentine, a Roman who was martyred for refusing to give up Christianity. He died on February 14, 269 A.D., the same day that had been devoted to love lotteries. Legend also says that St. Valentine left a farewell note for the jailer's daughter, who had become his friend, and signed it "From Your Valentine". Other aspects of the story say that Saint Valentine served as a priest at the temple during the reign of Emperor Claudius. Claudius then had Valentine jailed for defying him. In 496 A.D. Pope Gelasius set aside February 14 to honour St. Valentine.
Gradually, February 14 became the date for exchanging love messages and St. Valentine became the patron saint of lovers. The date was marked by sending poems and simple gifts such as flowers. There was often a social gathering or a ball.
In the United States, Miss Esther Howland is given credit for sending the first valentine cards. Commercial valentines were introduced in the 1800's and now the date is very commercialised. The town of Loveland, Colorado, does a large post office business around February 14. The spirit of good continues as valentines are sent out with sentimental verses and children exchange valentine cards at school.
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The History of Saint Valentine's Day
Valentine's Day started in the time of the Roman Empire. In ancient Rome, February 14th was a holiday to honour Juno. Juno was the Queen of the Roman Gods and Goddesses. The Romans also knew her as the Goddess of women and marriage. The following day, February 15th, began the Feast of Lupercalia.
The lives of young boys and girls were strictly separate. However, one of the customs of the young people was name drawing. On the eve of the festival of Lupercalia the names of Roman girls were written on slips of paper and placed into jars. Each young man would draw a girl's name from the jar and would then be partners for the duration of the festival with the girl whom he chose. Sometimes the pairing of the children lasted an entire year, and often, they would fall in love and would later marry.
Under the rule of Emperor Claudius II Rome was involved in many bloody and unpopular campaigns. Claudius the Cruel was having a difficult time getting soldiers to join his military leagues. He believed that the reason was that roman men did not want to leave their loves or families. As a result, Claudius cancelled all marriages and engagements in Rome. The good Saint Valentine was a priest at Rome in the days of Claudius II. He and Saint Marius aided the Christian martyrs and secretly married couples, and for this kind deed Saint Valentine was apprehended and dragged before the Prefect of Rome, who condemned him to be beaten to death with clubs and to have his head cut off. He suffered martyrdom on the 14th day of February, about the year 270. At that time it was the custom in Rome, a very ancient custom, indeed, to celebrate in the month of February the Lupercalia, feasts in honour of a heathen god. On these occasions, amidst a variety of pagan ceremonies, the names of young women were placed in a box, from which they were drawn by the men as chance directed.
The pastors of the early Christian Church in Rome endeavoured to do away with the pagan element in these feasts by substituting the names of saints for those of maidens. And as the Lupercalia began about the middle of February, the pastors appear to have chosen Saint Valentine's Day for the celebration of this new feaSt. So it seems that the custom of young men choosing maidens for valentines, or saints as patrons for the coming year, arose in this way.
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[10 Feb 2005|08:12am] |
Oh yeah...I'm God because I just bought 3 tickets to The Killers show in April and they're not on sale to the general public yet. Now make love to the idea of that.
~me~
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| The Night I Lost the Will to Fight~Cursive |
[10 Feb 2005|08:12am] |
I need a catalyst
To rekindle the flame
That once burned within these fists
Where defeat remains
One February night
We screamed our agonies
And I swear I tried to care
I tried, I tried
But the icicles hung down like prison bars
And I lost the will to fight
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| oh good god |
[03 Feb 2005|11:06pm] |
I've never in my life wanted to throw my phone out of a train...but good GOD! I can't take it! BAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
~kill me....in the face~
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[25 Jan 2005|06:19pm] |
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Oh...I just wanna smack somebody in their mouth.
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| So turns out I'm full of hate |
[18 Jan 2005|05:41pm] |
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Really it's true. Turns out my life is filled with liars. Everywhere I go...there is someone lying to me. And then it turns out that I have to hate them...I didn't want to but, sweet lord you made me do it. Anyway. Last week William Hurt was a guest in my Acting II class. Yeah. Google him if you don't know who he is. He's an Oscar winning actor...he was in The Village and Michael...anyway, he's a dick.
~Siera~
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( I'm Not Okay (I Promise) )
I'm sick. It sucks. I don't wanna go to class tomorrow. I saw Justin Inman today. He came into my store to talk to me...it was weird. Then my Sammy came to see me. (!) I really miss him. He wasn't with Linda either! Another ugly girl, but not Linda. I went into the back without hugging him and he came over & yanked on my hair & was like You bitch! I just told him that the hair pulling turned me on. Then we laughed & I asked him what he wanted & he was like I wanted a hug!!! Then he hugged me for about 4 minutes. I asked him how he'd been and he said, while "laughing," I've been miserable. It made me sad. Then when he left the mall he was in a hurry but he hugged me hard...*sigh* I miss that fucker.
~Siera~
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[01 Jan 2005|08:37pm] |
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I didn't think GLITTER could be any worse than I all ready knew it was without seeing it...but there was just a scene with a MARIMBA...and then there was sex. OH WHAT THE FUCK
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| Fuck. I just ruined a lifetime resolution.... |
[01 Jan 2005|08:30pm] |
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I turned on the tv and goddamnit...GLITTER was on. I vowed, nay, "resolved" never to watch that piece of shit movie in my entire life! And lo....here it is...on the screen. Sucking the life out of me. Sucking all the intellegence and beauty that I've just seen not only 2 hours ago. That glorious piece of cinema that is "Spanglish" now being melted out of my brain by GLITTER. Son of a bitch. Anyway. I'm going to go die now. I'm going to stab myself in the (insert body part) with a (insert object).
~Siera~
Last night was boring. But Little Megan was hilarious.
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[27 Dec 2004|12:17am] |
wow...people are reading the bible on Blind Date...in the Jaccuzzi! Frickin' weirdo chick!
~Siera~
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