Nedra, Texas Ranger

Crazy? No! Dumb? Yes!

2007-05-04T03:44:35Z

I think I don't like whiskey anymore.
This is depressing.
I had gin the other night and enjoyed it.
Are Jack and Nedra finally calling it quits?
Say it ain't so!

ardenrose @ 2007-04-21T00:20:00

2007-04-21T05:21:28Z

Community Service = Fun.

2007-02-12T21:22:20Z

I'm going to be working the Music Saves Lives Booth at the Houston Taste of Chaos date, March 5th. So swing by and greet me and even register as a bone marrow donor! Either way, come by and say hey ~~and buy me a beer~~.

2006: A Look Back with Pictures and Shit.

2007-01-02T12:48:25Z

Just what the title says. Click the thumbnails.

"Death Proof" movie shoot.
I only took a few pictures from this and I wish I took more. I have a terrible habit of not taking pictures when I should so these are the only pictures I have from that shoot.

Me in the bathroom between setups. I hung out in there a lot to avoid social interation.

Omar Doom. We were hanging out outside the craft services truck being drunken sillies. That guy's amazing and you should definitely check him out in "Grind House," mkay?

Gym Class Heroes.
I went to a grand total of four GCH shows this year and missed them at both Warped Tours I went to. All were a pretty good time. Once again, I suck at remembering to take pictures.

Me and Travis in Houston. That was actually the first time I ever rode on the handlebars of a bike. Yeah I know, WTF at my childhood.

Me and Disashi in Chicago. There was one of me and Jill kissing his cheeks but uh, I don't know where it went.

I look horrid in these but they're fun pictures.

"Fists of Chocolate" teaser shoot.
Fun times! I can't wait to shoot the feature this year. I took pictures of my own but I don't know where they are. Credit to Gerry Hanan for these.

Crew shot.

I Love Chicago.
Good times right here. Houston was cool but Chicago was better. Viva Chicago!

Jenn, Tiffany, and Lush. We played with ice and yeah...

Goofy broads.

Me and Jilla.

To be continued.

What Does It Take? How Long Must I Wait?

2006-08-23T05:13:42Z

A lot of 'news' -- new apartment, new roommate, new inspiration, new daydreams, new vice. I'm more inspired than I've been in ages. I've got stuff to do!

I kind of miss the old roomies. I miss the calming smell of marijuana, the sound of laughter at 5am, the pulse of a Madonna bassline in my bathroom, the creepiest fucking cat in the world somehow still being really cute, and being DK in Mario Party. I miss you, DK!

Going to Minnesota, not New York. The VMAs would've been nice. Not yet, I see. Minnesota's going to be great. I'm SO excited I cried about it earlier. I'm going Uptown, to First Avenue... gonna be a Prince overload. Ha, no such thing! Getting more Jill time there. This time I'm going to do it right. I'm sure we'll visit Sex World. Then GCH show. More Mall of America. More Metropark. Mmm. Excited!

I keep losing signal. I keep losing sleep. I keep losing. But not for long. Right turn ahead.

:: Nedra

Put A Little Twist in Your Hips 'Cause I'm Watching.

2006-07-05T04:16:09Z

I love him.
He loves me.
Fuck the haters.

Fuck my mood swings.

The Lifestyles of the Scandalous

2006-06-28T09:00:17Z

New layout, new entry.
Newly single [again] and new take on life.
New money, new clothes, new perspective on everything.

Warped Tour [Round One] is Friday.
Of COURSE I'll be half naked. Are you kidding?

I'm starting to miss him again. Good thing I'll be seeing him in a month and a day.
Yes I'm going back to the Midwest. It happens.

I Am Safe In Here From The World Outside

2006-05-15T14:29:33Z

NEW HOUSE!
Love. Love. Love.
I'll post pictures and a real entry soon. :)

A Bottle A Day Keeps The Temper Away.

2006-05-05T05:43:05Z

So I have two REALLY awesome guys I want to date but for some reason I KEEP comparing them to him.
Whenever I'm with them I just keep saying to myself, "He's too tall."
"He's too preppy." "He has bad tattoos."
"He doesn't have a nice body," or something FUCKING stupid like that.
It's really super annoying because I like them both. (One more than the other.)
I just want Andy. That's it.
He keeps telling me how much he loves me.
He keeps making me be honest about how much I love him.
I'm so jealous of his girlfriend.
Just like he's fucking jealous of every guy in my life.
I hate how much time I spend thinking about him.
I hate how I'm late for work every day because I don't want to stop talking to him.

In other news, we move into the house on the 15th!
Ladies and gentlemen, we're stocking up on limes and salt.

Back to Being Emo

2006-03-12T05:45:56Z

I made myself full just to feel empty.
This is getting really bad.

Dear God.

2006-03-06T12:06:23Z

I'm not sleeping tonight.
I can't remember the last time I felt like this.
I can't remember the last time I cried like this.

I wanted to hold you tonight, I wanted to hear your heart beat just to make sure you're still alive. My mind knows you're okay but my body doesn't believe that you are. Dear God, sweetie I just want you to be better. I want to let out a sigh of relief and be glad it's all over but it's NOT. I know it's not.

I feel terrified right now; I want to be holding you but so angry that I want to scream in your face. I feel like I'm going to throw up. How could you ever doubt that we love you when you saw the tears in our eyes? I understand that sometimes you need reassurance of the fact that you're loved but for the love of God, that's not how.

I'm exhausted. I've listened and I've held hands. I wish someone could tell ME it's okay because I feel a mess.

Sigh.

2006-03-03T04:26:49Z

Everything's great around me, but not inside me.
He's miles away in every possible way.

Yeah. I Passed Out.

2006-02-24T09:29:02Z

I'm still recovering from my Midwest visit. I still haven't gone to sleep yet. I don't know why. I'm SO tired but I don't want to just go to bed. So, here I write.

I'm keeping the pictures from the other night nestled warmly in my heart and memory. Tonight I lie in the dark, sifting through everything -- the feel of your skin, the smell of your sheets, the tranquil melody of your voice, the violent movement of your body. Caressing the thought of being so filled with emotions and thoughts and sensations and chemicals that the absolute ecstasy is overwhelming and I, for a moment, leave this planet. I awaken to the sound of your concerned voice gently kissing my name, and your hand gently tapping my cheek. I return to this world to return to you; I return to you only to leave again.

Fuck him.

2006-02-10T09:32:31Z

Yesterday was a rollercoaster of emotions. I got to eat lunch/dinner with Jenn. UPGRADE. I got into a massive fight with my ginger boy that ended with me in tears. DOWNGRADE. Jill and I enjoyed the funniest shit in ages and I cried laughing. UPGRADE. I downloaded some music I haven't heard in ages. UPGRADE.

The positive always outweighs the negative.
Listen to Blackalicious, motherfuckers. It'll make you feel better.

Rawr

2006-02-08T16:16:24Z

I'm sick. That's all. I bought some NyQuil and Starburst. That's my trick for taking gross medicine; gulp it and chase it with a Starburst or Skittle. Never fails.

First One

2006-02-06T20:49:24Z

My first EVER LJ post is about the fact that my gaddamn refrigerator keeps freezing my stuff. I woke this morning with an EXTREME desire for bottled water, and I pull from my refrigerator a block of bottled ice. FUCK my refrigerator. And yes, motherfucker I adjusted the temp. It does nothing! Fucking refrigerator. If froze my apple sauce too. FUCKER. I bought soy milk -- frozen. FUZE fruit drink -- frozen. Dole fruit cups -- frozen. If that motherfucker decided to freeze my RC, I'm kicking its ass.

It's sad when I get SO pissed off about this that I decide to start using my LJ for more than just ONTD and VWT.