The Beginning of Trippie Hippie
Now Playing: "Smells Like Nirvana" by Weird Al
Topic: What's Been Happening
Hi there, and thanks for visiting. This is my first attempt at self-expression with my very own website. I guess that's a big whooppie for me and woah to all you currently reading the mess which is sooooo undefined by any rules of HTML right now. But, hang in there with me and watch this experiment develop.
Firstly, I wanted to thank my dear friend Josh for inspiring me to get my lazy rear in gear and make my own webpage. If it weren't for his 'joshing' (*rolls eyes oh ack!*) me all the time, I don't think I would have ever had the patience to sit down and fiddle with something that can get so engrossing as designing a webpage. But hey, I am 29 and it is about f***ing time I did something like this...so THANKS AGAIN, Josh!
Well, what is under my skin and in my brain and why the hell do I need a website to get it all out in the open? Can't I be repressed like most of the country?
It was about time for me to hang it all out there for the world to see, so I am, and here goes.
I am sick and tired of people who complain! Oh, ack, the irony of it all.
No seriously, I am truly an optimist and a lover of people. You will not find depressing stuff on this website. Not if I am the normal, usual me. Don't get me wrong there are moments when I would love to never have to deal with another human soul again because they drive me fricking crazy. Yes, I can be moody and hate people just like your average person filled with road rage driving behind a 95-year-old great-grandmother in a gas guzzling 1975 olive drab Buick Skylark. Down! Down you rising bile pump!
There are many things in life I enjoy, and yes, I tell most people that I live for fun, which is most definitely true. It might also be better paraphrased as 'I live for excess'. I enjoy a good drink and the awesome 'world' of my homeland in the Emerald Triangle of Northern California, or as it is now supposed to be referred to...Upstate California. Yes, Humboldt County, the motherland of the giant Redwood Trees. The Creator's Wonderland is an green forest so lush that its foliage strokes your eyes with the soft caress of velvet upon your skin. Ah, it is breathtaking here, and for that reason I have foregone many of the pleasures so many of my childhood friends find trap them to the hell hole of our planet, the bane of our very existence...Los Angeles, California.
To say I hate LA...LA LA Land...to say that, is an understatement. From the rude people to the cement vistas, Los Angeles is a repugnant bunghole asking to be filled with the dregs of humanity. Leaving that wretched pile of dung was the best thing I ever did in my life. Should I tell you how I REALLY feel
The Transition period of my life...yes, that's a good description of it...The Transition...kind of like The Inquisition...was fought with pain and sorrow. The 1994 Northridge Earthquake hit me at 4:30am and threw me across my second story bedroom in the apartment that I shared why my two roommates Amy and Tracy, formerly of upstate New York, in an odd apartment complex on Burbank Blvd. and Lindley, in the southwest area of the San Fernando Valley called Encino. Yes, Encino like Encino Man of Paulie Shore fame. Wretch! Ack! The Earthquake yellow tagged our apartment and ended up red tagging most of our nerves. The stress of living with Amy and Tracy who had never been through earthquakes before since they were from New York was a little much for me to take. We moved away from each other at the end of the Spring semester in 1994, and I moved in with my bestest buddy, my Duchess, my Maid of Honor, Lisa.
Best thing I ever did moving in with Lisa. Now, moving in with our mutual friend Danielle. Bad thing. Very bad thing. Talk about a chick who needed to take home economics classes! OY! This is just how bad it got. She borrowed one of Lisa's plates and a fork from my brand new silverware that my the boyfriend's parents gave me for Christmas and ate some sticky food then left the plate upside down on the floor of her carpeted closet, where it dried to the carpet, leaving a stain and ruining the fork and the plate.
Anyways, after the earthquake, Mike, at the time my boyfriend, decided that he wanted to go back to school, and being the supportive person I am, I said go for it, so he started investigating places to go. In 1994, he applied to and was accepted at Humboldt State University to become a music major, principle instrument Horn (French horn for all you non-musical types). He began to make plans to move there in 1994. If it had not been for Lisa's help in that trying time I would have gone insane. Running away from Danielle's disorderly wedding plans (Lisa and I were her bridesmaid and maid of honor) to Karl Hunter (yes, of Big Bad Voodoo Daddy fame - he's a mean asshole by the way - threw things at Dani and treated her like shit - his parents aren't that wonderful either) sent me scurrying to visit Mike in Arcata, California home of Humboldt State University, while I was on Spring Break from California State University Northridge. I fell in love with Humboldt County, and told Mike that if he would have me, I would leave everything I had in Los Angeles and join him in the splendor known as Humboldt in the heart of the Redwood Empire.
Well, so, there it is. How a few incidents like an act of nature and a roommate’s unsanitary eating practices can change a person's life. Thus, in July of 1995 after my June graduation from CSUN, I moved to the town of Trinidad, in Northern Humboldt County, California. Yet, currently, I live in Hydesville, California, a very small town of 790 people about 20 miles south of Eureka.
I have learned to love Humboldt in a way that I thought I never would. I love that people recognize me when I go to the grocery store and remember my face and name. The friendly good natured-ness of folks in these parts has helped me to maintain my positive outlook on life rather than becoming as cynical as most my age have become.
Although I love Humboldt County, there is a wanderlust deep within me that causes me to wonder if there is indeed yet another place I could be happy. Some say follow your heart, and I do believe that where ever my heart there is where I must call home. So, urge to move on is earnest, and I foresee myself moving off in the future to find where my heart could be even more happy.
I love music...almost every kind of music with a few exceptions, such as Country, Rap, and New Age. And by Rap I include all types of Hip Hop, and Gangsta this and that and yes, all you freaks with your pants hanging below your ass, yes you, get the hell outta here, we can smell your bootie! Ooops, sorry, I digress. Yes, I love music. Jazz, Opera, and Classic Rock are the things I dig the most. Disco (1970's stuff not the junk they dance to now) was very cool. I do have to say there has been two great influences in my life as of late (Josh & Matt). Josh has me listening to Techno, but I can't say I am a hardcore fan of that (Techno) yet, and Matt has revived my taste for hard rock otherwise known as Heavy Metal. I am enjoying many fabulous bands like The Union Underground, Staind, Drowning Pool, Static X, Godsmack, Lit, and Creed to name I few. I am feeling that I can say with the utmost truth that I like heavy metal as much as I like the Beatles or Grateful Dead.
Come on now, you knew it by the title of my website didn't you. I may not be the ultimate 'Head', but dang it I have been to my fair share of shows.
Well, besides music, and my obvious affection for the computer, I love to read. Mainly I like to read fiction, but since I met Dave and Becky in 1996, I have been addicted to Sci-Fi and Fantasy books. Recently, I finished reading the entire Dune series. I am completely current on the Wheel of Time series by Robert Jordan. He is a supereb writer and I find his word inspired. Mr. Jordan has inspired me to write for the first time in almost six years. The following is some dabbling into the realm of fantasy.
I roleplay on a website, which I have included in my favorite websites listing, called The Wheel of Time Role Play, as a character named Soutrik Aloysha Delphic Aes Sedai. For those of you who have read the books by RJ, you'll understand, for those of you who haven't, oh, well, I guess you can read them for the creative aspects? Oh Whatever...enjoy.