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[10 Dec 2007|08:12am] |
Heather Hyche: I often wonder how many Dora the Explorer toys I'd have to eat to get high gentlemanapol: also what the hell gentlemanapol: i think that is the single weirdest thing you have ever said to me heather gentlemanapol: good job
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[10 Dec 2007|08:02am] |
BEFORE THE THE TRAGIC EVENTS OF FALL 200X, WHEN HIS LIFE WOULD CHANGE FOREVER
 CAN THE WORLD BE THE SAME AFTER UNICORN THEODORE LEO? CAN LOVE BLOOM ON THE BATTLEFIELD?
FIND OUT NEXT TIME ON, TEDDY FRANCIS: MAN OR UNICORN?
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[06 Dec 2007|05:09am] |
New journal. Different font. Same erratic behavior.
*This journal will still be used to display artwork. I will be adding some of you to the new page in the next day or so.
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| my background is more in cutting tape |
[25 Nov 2007|04:12am] |
I have learned two things tonight.
The first is irrelevant. The second is this:
Jim O'Rourke and I are from the same planet.
And that planet is fucking awesome.
"I'm really bad at remembering numbers."
SWEET.
I need to find Jim O'Rourke so we can play kickball.
P.S. Did we just get into some digital vs. analog shit? I think we did. OH SHIT.
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[17 Oct 2007|04:58pm] |
Tomorrow, I am helping Lance Bangs out with an interview with Outkast. Then, we're going to see Damo Suzuki at the Eyedrum.
Friday, I am helping out with a TLC interview (minus the "L," obviously).
I wish Stephen Malkmus would send me a voice mail singing, "Darlin', you really need to go and cut that hair," because I'm doing that tomorrow before I leave for Atlanta.
I really need a 40.
CHEETAHATTACK. I HOPE YOU GET OFF WORK IN TIME, MANDEE.
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| my slow descent into alcoholism |
[15 Oct 2007|05:41am] |
Things I want for my birthday:
 (individual bottles for everyone... obviously)
AND

AND

AND
 ... on a lambretta ... with a case of PBR
With performances by Jarvis Cocker AND

The party starts November 14th, 2007 and ends November 14th, 2008. Think you can handle that shit?
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[05 Oct 2007|01:40am] |
Have you ever had a blackout before?
What happens when you can only recall about 20% of the previous year?
You get scared.
When you don't get scared, there is obviously something wrong with you.
So, the only real question is this:
what the fuck is wrong with me?
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[28 Sep 2007|02:30pm] |
Here's something beautiful Now smash it to bits Save your little wheelchair empowerment films Save your swoons, i'm spoken for [Well, not anymore] It isn't pretty to think so But i can't feign interest now
Dreaming of the fistfight I never got into Thinking of the mean shit I wish I'd said to you Such a fancy lady, I'll call her Secretina
He didn't get all the good stuff but he looked like [Matt Skiba]
Like a zero drowning in a sea of higher numbers Everything you say to me is dumb (at least it's stupid)
Twenty heavy [jack]hammers smashing down Here's a doorstep you can never darken You complain about an overflowing cup. Don't forget that I'm the one who filled that fucker up
I think that I like you better when you just ignore me
like a zero drowning in a sea of higher numbers I remain as ever intrigued but no more astounded Like a zero drowning in a sea of higher numbers You want ego? Baby, I will show you ego I'm jealous now
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| $$$ |
[01 Aug 2007|06:59pm] |
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[02 Jul 2007|06:06am] |
If I took a gram of Topamax would that count as a DIY lobotomy? I was all for trepanning, but I left my drill in Atlanta.

You better believe I'm drawing that shit in electric blue and magenta as soon as I'm conscious tomorrow.
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[17 Jun 2007|06:17am] |
Hi, my name is Heather, and I isolate myself from society. I spend my time consuming pop culture, aspartame, and cigarettes.
From now on, I will only post drawings in this journal.
... unless I change my mind.
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