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Interested In:
Friends, Activity Partners
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Member Since:
Jun 2003
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Hometown:
Paradise, ca.
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Company:
ziba
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Heather's URL:
http://profiles.friendster.com/627229
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College/University:
Art Institute of Portland, Attended 2002 - 2006, Class of 2006, Bachelor's Degree
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Occupation:
Ex-Dipsomaniac
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Affiliations:
AIGA, Craptaculists, Poopflingers Anonymous, Sloth Assn. of Oregon, Sleep.
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What I enjoy doing:
Spitting for distance.
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Favorite Books:
Death on the Installment Plan, Kitchen Confidential, The Crying of Lot 49, Babel-17, Dahlgren, anything by Ms. James Tiptree Jr. The History of Graphic Design, Young womens pulp novels from the forties, comics that don't involve the usual superheroes.
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Favorite Movies:
Dead Alive, American Splendor, Ghost World, 28 days later, Crumb, Deep Throat, Teenage Caveman, Meet the Feebles, especially the vietnam flashback scenes with the chipmunks.
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Favorite Music:
Simply Saucer, Dan Melchior, Os Mutantes, Thee Headcoats, AddNtoX, Bobby Conn, Belle and Sebastian, Amon Tobin, Squarepusher, Spike Jones, Astrud and Bebel Gilberto, Big Black, Can, Dj Dsico, Cannibal Corpse, Chrome, Cibo Matto, Cornelius, Crass, Deerhoof, Ladytron, Zappa.
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Favorite TV Shows:
George Shrinks
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Zodiac Sign:
Libra
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About Me:
Pink and white. Spotty and dotty. Neither here nor there,
but under the bed grabbing your ankles like a bad
puppy. Let's act out mexican wrestling scenes and
make fun of people who can't defend themselves.
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Who I Want to Meet:
Fancy-pants wearers, plastics enthusiasts, printmakers with presses I
can use- nevermind that I have my own now.
The Smart Persons Night Associates and trainees.
People who give me money for nothing and
the chicks for free. Dance party enthusiasts. People
who can teach me things in "Three easy steps".
Collaborators, folders, spindlers and manipulators.
Someone who likes to eat crackers and fancy cheese in bed.
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draws people to each other, brings them close in
ways that they never thought possible. It's called
lunch, and love it or leave it, you've got to eat it. I
call my lunch 'Heather', and she's usually there,
M-F, sometime around noon, waiting for a table.
And I love her like I never loved any lunch before.
is susceptible to various forms of mind control,
including the devious "Let's Get a Drink and Some
Cheese Fries." Bwahaahaa!
first they didn't want to let us in,
and then Heather got on the phone and
pretty soon we were seated at our own
table up close to the action, plied
with free food and forced to drink
four bottles of wine. They even
offered us the table centerpiece!
That's power.
could it have been something i ate?
nothing an chicks for free. i keep telling you
to come get some...
just super!
impress anybody for you! SHA-NA-NA-NA-
NA-NA-NA WHIEE
WHIEEYAWEYIEEIEHYAH!!!!!! Yes, that
was the name of the summer camp where
Heather and I met. And now, years
later, I don't think I should have
pulled her out of that mud pit.
girl!
Heather into the world. Which God?
The one true christian God of course.
Jesus kicks ass!