Melissa Sullivan

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Gannon University, Attended - , Class of , Other, Advertising

resource management/illustrator/collector

http://www.myspace.com/militiapennsylvania

OHL hockey, creating the Muzak that'll be played in the escape pods, becoming more myopic, riding my BMX, mourning the death of my Caprice, learning folksongs about murder & misfortune, writing/drawing comics, playing chess, knitting & sewing

VC Andrews, or Harry Crews, or Nabokov, or Salinger, or Gobol, or William March, or Hayden Carruth, or James Tate, or EC Horror, or Clowes, or Homestar Runner, or decorating books from the 60's & 70's, or Hustler

Dagon, Christianna F., Over the Edge, Bad Seed, Pee Wee, Wiseblood, Heavy Metal Parking Lot, Young Poisoner's Handbook, Night of the Hunter, Shivers, Harold & Maude, Shakes the Clown, Silent Night Deadly Night, Blue Velvet, Martin, the Last Polka

Gary Numan, 3 Suns, Loud Fast & Outta Control, Talk Talk, Hank Williams (1 & 3), Chris Connelly, Jam, Neutral Milk Hotel, Bauhaus, Dusty Springfield, Bowie, Roxy Music, Journey, Kool Keith, Carpenters, Death, Studio One, Unrest, Johnny Cash, Ganng of Four, AM740Toronto, Duvalby Bros, Scorpions

Mr.Show, Dr. Who, Simpsons, Night Flight, Lavern & Shirley, Eastenders, SCTV, Lidsville, Aqua Teen, Forensic Files, the Twilight Zone, Twins Peaks (first season), Divorce Court

Pisces

I have extremely low blood pressure which means I always look like I'm gonna pass out. I like to hang out with Matt in my freetime. I don't smoke the grass, and Meth makes my skin break out. I don't tattoo anymore. I try to be where I said I'd be, doing what I said I'd be doing. I'll discipline myself just enough to have contempt for whatever it is I'm forcing myself to do. If you buy me a beer, you might as well buy me ten. Everything in my home has its place, either in a suitcase or a pile (a very neat and catagorized pile). The rabbit is my spirit guide... or something. I love butter toast. I'm ambidextrous. I like to threaten people with kicking their teeth in or knocking them into next week if I don't like their tone of voice (but I usually just mumble that to myself). And, I wonder why more people don't talk to me like that. I like to pretend I can't hear people speaking, especially while I'm working. Many of my friends think I'm a 78 year old woman trapped in the body of a 33 year old... hence, the Nana nickname (ie. Where's your jacket?) But, I'd rather be a vampire than a grandma. I only have a few friends that can make me laugh until I'm weeping in severe pain (total and complete ectasy)... I would kill for them if asked; and I let them punch me, pull my hair, kick me, etc (please refer to the Summer of '03 Slapping Contests)! I love to play in bands, but I eventually quit because no one else starts on time (10pm means 10pm). I never cared what people said or thought about me. And, I still don't. You know why? If you do, please tell me.

Par Lagerkvist's dwarf... I'll break his tiny, murderous hands. Or Boll's alcoholic clown... I'd make him do a trick for a beer. Or Gaston Bachelard... to discuss my fear of fire. Or anyone who wrote Adult Fiction during the 50s, 60s, or 70s. Seriously, if you don't already know me... I wouldn't bother, I become more socially retarded every year. Anyone who currently does know me thinks I'm a jerk. And, I DON'T wanna meet anyone who wants a touch up on their XXX (the "action" movie, if it was porn I'd consider it) tattoo... can't you see that I'm trying to have a drink with friends and that you're an ass? Why doesn't anyone ask me what my favorite national anthem is anymore?
Some are fancy on the outside. Some are fancy on the inside. Everybody's fancy. Everybody's fine. Your body's fancy. And so is mine. -Fred Rogers