last week at work (rip), i was working on a crime scene cleanup website that also serviced “hoarders” houses for cleanup. digging around a bit more, i found some affiliate website that serviced cleaning of hoarders homes… this was a “helpful hint” on that website:

“Don’t try to get rid of your children’s favorite things before the move – even if it makes it easier. Kids sometimes have a hard time dealing with the change of the move itself.”

when i was a kid, we moved to the bronx with my mothers ex-boyfriend and it only lasted a year. it was dramarama! we “needed to skidaddle out of there, asap” and my mother left aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawl of my toys there in a storage room in the basement. since we weren’t supposed to stay there long, my toys never even left the boxes when we got there. i think that the only toys that i had out were my NES, my pillow people and stuffed animals on display on my bed.

i had EVERYTHING: she-ra, popples, jem, little people, my little pony, lady lovely locks, strawberry shortcake, sweet secrets, keypers, fraggles, rainbow brite, my punky brewster doll, etc.

and then, *poof*, gone.

keep that hint in mind, it’s very true! i held that with me for years. it was horrible traumatizing, and definitely made my moving life even harder. when i was a kid, i moved around 10 times before we settled into a place when i was turning 14. every time i got comfy enough, we were packing up again. i tried to keep all that i could with me, but not much survived.

i think i would have kept a lot of those items, if not for the sentimental purpose, for the collector value. and anything else could have totally been worth money!

grrrrrrrrrrrrr!

when i was 5 going on 6, i got a splinter in my right thigh and neglected to tell my mother about it. i didn’t tell her because i was scared shit of doctors when i was a kid. in fact, it used to take 4/5 adults to hold me down for vaccines, lol. so after not telling my mother about this splinter for a while, it started traveling up into my thigh and i couldn’t sit down… which was when she found i was hiding it, so instead of my mother fishing it out within minutes of when it happened… i think turned into actually being days or weeks. (and she couldn’t get it out.) she ended up having to take me to our family doctor, which turned into a referral for minor surgery.

i remember being in the car with my mother and she was trying to talk me into getting the surgery and going in bravely, without a screaming episode and what not… and i remember my aunt carol was with us in the car and she too, was trying to calm me down or brace me for what was about to happen. my mother wound up bribing me with buying every piece of every she-ra play sets and dolls/figures if i behaved…
#gocatra #goshe-ra #gocrystalcastle #best

so we get to this hospital and i remember my mother going in with me, walking through an awesome play room that i wanted to stay in, being wheeled around through the halls/rooms, two sets of steel double doors and finally also being on the operating table. my mother couldn’t be with me, and i remember seeing all the tools they were using for the procedure being out. and really fucking shiny and scary.

i also remember fighting and being strapped down for the whole thing while staying awake.

whenever the whole ordeal was finished, my mother told me that i didn’t misbehave at all and she felt horrible because i told her all of the tools were out and she realized how scared i was… she said she heard me screaming through both sets of heavy double doors, and that’s why i ended up getting everything she-ra.

i still have a scar from that splinter/the stitches… brutal.

so we were trying to have an 80′s pop-star themed halloween party but it didn’t quite work out for everyone…  i didn’t get many pictures on my camera because i was too busy dancing it up…  but here are a few…  and i was supposed to be boy george for halloween if it’s not obvious… i couldn’t find a damn hat or over-sized vest to go with my outfit anywhere…  i guess that’s what i get for waiting until the last second for things.  i also wish i had the yarn and the patience to braid yarn into my hair…  meh.

teddy was an amazing looking prince, lol. he def. would have won a contest had we gone out.  marie and katy were hall and oates and my sister was the chick from flashdance.  her ex came up with us, he’s chucky. 

i tried to look serious in every pic.  i always remember boy george being more sad/serious looking than smiling?

my mother was cleaning out her shed in the backyard so that she could grab all of her decorations for halloween, when found one last big rubbermaid bin of my shite that i never moved out/unpacked… turns out a lot of it was also family pictures, but i found a couple of gems in it worth quickly sharing… it was mostly childhood stuff i guess i couldn’t part with? and a bunch of bowls/plates that i bought from my first apt. with christina…

i found a shit ton of round wheel negatives like in the first picture, which i have never seen before…  found a cute little owl picture…  and my clunky mofo gameboy.  i can’t bear to throw it out, lol.  i have a gameboy color with the camera somewhere, too.

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so jes and i have been discussing these gems lately… i have two i wanna do something with the two that i have because they’re super cool and mainly collecting dust…  broaches or hair bows maybe?!  do you remember???

man, they’re not kidding when they say that scent is the strongest sense tied to memory… just watching this commercial, i can remember EXACTLY what these sweet secrets “make-up” pieces smelled like.  i can also remember my strawberry shortcake scented stuff, but i mainly only conjure up the smells of sweet secrets and especially my maxie doll…  i thought i remembered her having a dress with a white torso and a hot pink skirt, but i do remember this dress and exactly how this one smelled.  i loved it. i can just smelled both just thinking about this stuff. #CRAZY!

i keep forgetting to post about this guy john conn i met/got a t-shirt from at the austin st. fair a few weeks ago…

this guys booth was full of prints and t-shirts of the nyc subways from the 1980′s – people, stations, platforms, etc. – they’re awesome shots. i would suggest buying a photo print if you can find him – they’re gorgeous! (on flickr i found that he sold at least once at the union sq market – not sure if he’s a repeat vendor, though…) my shirt got mangled within one washing… if he would silkscreen the images on, make the images bigger and on better sized/quality t-shirts, i think he’d make a killing. it saddened me greatly when i removed mine from the wash and it was all pruney.

this was the one that i bought, it was on a dark gray t-shirt…

unless i’m totally blind, i couldn’t find a way to purchase things off of his website or online anywhere. maybe i should send him over an email… anyways, go check out the galleries.

click here to see john’s official gallery. and click here to see a full gallery of shots that i had seen… (not sure why this is on another domain, but whatever – want you to see them all…)

i luh yew, donny miller<3

oh right - thanks to spencer, i have resurrected this game back into my life...

it has been years.

i still need a memory card... on the to do list.

must sift through box of b.s. that recently arrived from mom's casa...

:crosses fingers:

so here are a few things i found in a folder on my computer tonight… i had been messing around with this stuff in photoshop and they were either unused, unfinished or on my (private) myspace profile… (so i’m assuming most of you haven’t seen these things…)

unused i thought this was a cool idea, and that’s my favorite quote from the book.

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these will always remind me of my mother<3
i was raised on these full albums. on repeat.
(hover over the thumbnail for the title if you’d like to know what an album is.)

i was browsing through youtube just now for an 80′s song (shocker) i couldn’t get out of my head and one of the “suggested videos” was the trailer for the new karate kid movie. …right. anyways, it got me photo searching and that dreamy johnny kept coming up in pictures.

is it wrong of me to be thoroughly attracted to the cobra kai a-hole from the karate kid? i would have totally hit that in my trailer if i were elisabeth shue.

i don’t know why, but i’ve always had a huge crush on this dude. i don’t even dig dudes with blonde hair, and he’s the bad guy in the movie… a total prick. what the shit?

i’m in the mood mood to watch it now… about to make that, and some swiss miss chocolate pudding happen.
oh dear, now “you’re the best around” will bring a tear to my eye on the george AND shawn front.
:wimper:

one of my top favorite 80′s songs/bands EVERRRRRRRRRRRRR<3

i will forever love this song.
haha, my hair looks like lisa lisa’s half the time<3
(although the white dude’s got my current bangs going on?!)

wow, this video has some crazy outfits going on.
and was that unicorn hair i just spotted?!

oooooh there’s a crazy hot asian boy in the beginning :drool: and was that halle berry or an impostor?!

this is an amazing cover song of (the also amazing) duran duran’s “the chauffeur”.
enjoy.

(radio)

i have a love/hate relationship with you.
i put in an awesome 80′s band, it started off good, and then you feed me 80′s pop bullshit…
blah.

if i were actually in the 80′s (like i always yearn to be), i’d def be on the darker/goth/synth side of music… wearing black, hot pink and lavender. gotta balance it out, man.

i used to say that if i ever won the lotto, or “when i’d make my first million” i’d hunt one of these down…
…but mark my words, i ever lay my eyes on one of these…
it WILL be mine.

in other “oh hell yes” news…

i was walking around without a jacket today during lunch time…
the weather was GORGEOUS!!!  i can’t wait til may.

what else?  OOOOOH!
the rangers (finally!) won tonight. (5-4) – it ended in a sick shoot out.
within five minutes of being there, ORR was fighting…  then very shortly after – voros was fighting.

i’m sure nobody gives a shit about hockey that reads my blog, lol.  sorry.
just super excited because we’ve been playing so shitty recently.

why can’t i ever fall asleep at a normal hour?

man, i love blog posts with images in them.
they make me seem less boring than i actually am.

i find it kind of amusing that i rock out to what my mom was listening to around my age.

i’m so super envious that i’m not able to exist then at the age i am now.
and that i’ll never be able to see some of the bands she saw, especially at that time.

grr!

and why can’t i ever sleep at a normal time?