Lisa Carlon

Moved up to Long Beach for college. Lived with Caroline Martz and then later, Michael Jordan. Spent lots of my parents' money, but, alas, no diploma. (Sorry, Pop.) Worked at a recording studio for 6 years as an Engineering Assistant. Lots of dark rooms, silly voice actors (got to meet my first crush, Mark Hamill-Luke Skywalker, he's shorter than me), many video games, and Saturday morning cartoons. (Although we did do the first two seasons of "Family Guy" there, I never thought that show would get on the air.) Most interesting moment? Having James Woods try to pick me up by asking me dirty questions.

Got my aesthetician's license (skin care) 5 years ago. Love to pick. Love to help people. Love to play with products. Thinking about going to nursing school next.

Had a couple of serious relationships, but none that ended up at the altar (sacrificial or otherwise), which in hindsight is the greatest blessing I have had... I seem to be a loser magnet these days! Maybe I should be looking for a Sugardaddy instead of a Soulmate, lol!

Too many memories... and they're all about finding a party. The Net, Pamu, T.J., toilet papering the Jordans, Drill Team, Dance Concerts, Abe T., Sarah W., Chris R., Lisa J., Holly B., Debbie B., Kelly G., Tory R., Devon R., Jimmy B. Spanish class, A.P. English, dance, lunch pass, El Ranchito, big gulps, big bangs, Prom with Darren Drago, missing Matt Gammarano, the car I crashed into a tree, my bro "Superfrosh", having a crush on a sophomore when I was a senior (I will never tell), Afterdark with Nicole M., Distillery, Sandy Smith, Jessica D., drill team peeps, catching my house being toiletpapered in the act by M.J., and M.G., senior egg committee and float, trying to smoke cloves and puking. Ahh, what a blast.

Maybe moving? I need a change! Nursing school? Still deciding...

"E.T.", but now these hands are my money makers, Suckers!

Red VW Rabbit. (After I crashed the Comet.)

T.J. so many, many, many times. How did I make it back home every time? Dancing on bars in my tank top and Daisy Dukes. Yikes. To this day, if I hear a whistle, I wait for someone to yank my head back and pour tequila down my throat. (Poppers, anyone?)

If I said I would have to delete this profile and change my name. Nothing too illegal. Just nothing anyone shall ever know. (Unless the aforementioned poppers come into play again.)

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