Hardcore Pepperocini

Friday, September 30, 2005

I am way too entertained right now.

This is just classic:
You Are Japanese Food

Strange yet delicious.
Contrary to popular belief, you're not always eaten raw.

This is just fun:
Your Pimp Name Is...

Her Majesty Pump

This is just... unsettling...
You Are Changing Leaves

Pretty, but soon dead.

"Some days I'm bursting at the seams with all my half-remembered dreams and then it shoots me down again..."

-David Gray, Ain't no Love (I LOVE THIS SONG)

I just found my favorite black sweatshirt!!! After several attempts to tear apart my room, I found it out in the living room wrapped up in a blanket. Yay!

I'm still working my way through The Mists of Avalon and I love it. I don't really know the King Arthur story, so this is an interesting way to hear the story for the first time. The first time that I tried to read this book was when I was a sophmore in college. Then one day I left it in the waiting room at the health center and someone stole it, and I never bought a new copy. But my Mommy-face sent me a copy a couple of months ago so I got a second chance. Thanks mom! (And by the way, my cough is getting better and better every day, so dont' worry).

Jessica is coming to town today! I'm so excited to see her! She is going to be in Seattle for a wedding so we're going to hang out and talk until we lose our voices. I know that you probably think I'm trying to be funny, but you haven't heard me and Jessica talk.

Its still rainy and cloudy and that is absolutely rocking my world. Seattle is so pretty in the rain, especially downtown at night because the sidewalks sparkle and reflect all the nights from the buildings. I love the rain. And I love Seattle. I'm so glad that I moved here.

Thursday, September 29, 2005

"Tomorrow is another day, and I'm thirsty anyway, so bring on the rain."

-Trisha Yearwood

Thank goodness it is gray and cloudy and rainy. I got up at 5:30 AM today to go to Erin's and watch her kid, (I do this every Thursday), and it was cold and drizzly and that was a beautiful thing.

I remember the first time it ever rained after I got to Ashland for my frosh year. I think it was a few weeks into the fall term, and I came out of the music building to find that it was raining pretty hard. I was so happy that I exclaimed "DUDE, its RAINING", even though I was by myself. I went back to Cascade and got some food and went up to my dorm room and opened the window as wide as it would open and I watched Northern Exposure on TV. It was a great day. It was the first time that I ever felt at home in Ashland. The memory is so vivid that I can still remember the way that the air smelled.

Anyways, that was random. Oh well.

Now, time for work.

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

"Your head will collapse but there's nothing in it and you'll ask yourself 'Where is my mind'..."

-The Pixies, Where is My Mind

I talked on the phone for over an hour last night and I can't remember anything about the conversation. And I was sober.

I was on the bus on the way to work this morning and I missed my stop. I mean, the BUS stopped, but I just didn't get off. Instead, I stared out the window. Then I got off at the next stop when I realized my error.

I spent at least ten minutes at work today staring at a wall of baby clothes before I realized that I was doing nothing but staring at a wall of baby clothes.

I just got home and Amber-face was here and I asked her in a worried tone "When did you get home last night?" because I didn't remember hearing her come in. She calmly explained to me that she was home before I went to sleep and that we had a conversation before I went to bed.

And just now, as in two seconds ago, I spilled hot coffee on myself.

But don't worry. I have everything under control.

Your Personality Profile

You are elegant, withdrawn, and brilliant.
Your mind is a weapon, able to solve any puzzle.
You are also great at poking holes in arguments and common beliefs.

For you, comfort and calm are very important.
You tend to thrive on your own and shrug off most affection.
You prefer to protect your emotions and stay strong.

Monday, September 26, 2005

"He said 'you're really an ugly girl, but I like the way you play'..."


Okay, a tip to all of my readers: If you are feeling depressed about your past, do NOT listen to Tori and go through all of your old photo albums. Sigh. It could've been worse... I could've delved into the journals and videos...

Anyways, eventually I came into my room to distract myslelf , but instead ended up on the Google page trying to track down Dave and Chris.... blah blah blah whatever.

Then I got on the SOU website and found something that I couldn't believe was still there. I remember the day that this website was made. It was a bad day. But gosh darnit, I still managed to smile for the picture.

I talked to Gina yesterday. Alex e-mailed me this morning. I have a lesson tomorrow.

blah blah blah, this was a very pointless blog entry... I shouldn't even publish it... oh well.

Sunday, September 25, 2005

"Can I please get and industrial forklift for my emotional baggage?"

-Gilmore Girls

Thanks for the quiz Meagan!

1. Do you try to look hot when you go to the grocery store just in case someone recognizes you from your blog?
-No no no. But
Amber and I still manage to get plenty of whistles. We are just so gosh darn sexy.
2. Are the photos you post Photoshopped or otherwise altered?
-Every now and then I like to make myself look like a cartoon.
3. Do you like it when creeps or dorks email you?
-Dorks? Yes. Creeps? No.
4. Do you lie in your blog?
-Sometimes I'll be having a really bad day but I'll post a really happy blog. But its not so much to lie, its to make myself feel better. And sometimes it works!
5. Are you passive-aggressive in your blog?
-I try really hard not to be, because I've read passive-agressive blogs and they always seem so 7th grade-ish. And I really didn't like 7th grade.
6. Do you ever threaten to quit writing so people will tell you not to stop?
7. Are you in therapy? If not, should you be?
-I should be in therapy, but hey, shouldn't everyone?
8. Do you delete mean comments? Do you fake nice ones?
-I don't know if I've ever had a mean comment, but I've deleted them before for various reasons, mainly if I'm worried that other readers will take them the wrong way.
9. Have you ever rubbed one out while reading a blog? How about after?
-I'm with you
Meagan, I have NO idea what that means!
10. If your readers knew you in person, would they like you more or like you less?
-Huh, don't know how I feel about this question...
11. Do you have a job?
-Yep. Two of 'em.
12. If someone offered you a decent salary to blog full-time without restrictions, would you do it?
-In a freakin heartbeat!
13. Which blogger do you want to meet in real life?
-I have met all of them!
14. Which bloggers have you made out with?
-Oh gees, like everyone who reads this blog doesn't know the answer to this question! (If you don't, bring over a bottle of wine and some chocolate and I'm sure I'll end up telling you all about it).
15. Do you usually act like you have more money or less money than you really have?
-No. (Weird question...)
16. Does your family read your blog?
-My mom and
my sister do. And I think my Stepmom does. But I'm pretty sure that's it.
17. How old is your blog?
My first blog is from May of 2004. This one is from October of 2004.
18. Do you get more than 1000 page views per day? Do you care?
-I dunno, but I really hope that I don't get that many views a day. That is a scary thought!
19. Do you have another secret blog in which you write about being depressed, slutty, or a liar?
-Nope, when you are a depressed, slutty liar like me you learn to just get it all out there.
20. Have you ever given another blogger money for his/her writing?
21. Do you report the money you earn from your blog on your taxes?
-Money I earn from my blog?
22. Is blogging narcissistic?
23. Do you feel guilty when you don't post for a long time?
-Yeah, end then I feel scared when my sister starts sending me death threats.
24. Do you like John Mayer?
-Kinda, except he always sounds like he has a cold. Someone give the poor guy some Sudafed!
25. Do you have enemies?
-You have no idea... but I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!!! There are some very mean people out there... and that is the understatement of the freakin year.
26. Are you lonely?
27. Why bother?
-Because my mommy told me to.

Saturday, September 24, 2005

"You will often find me among strangers, because I drift here and there, trying to forget the sad thing that happened to me."

-The Great Gatsby

It was another eventful night in dreamland. I was at an elementary school working for a Halloween Carnival. I was in the bathroom at the school and a guy with a scary halloween mask on came in and held a knife up to my throat and asked if he could kill me. I told him no and he asked "What if I do it fast?", and I was about to say No again when these two women dressed as witches came in. As soon as they came in the bathroom the guy just dissapeared... then all of the sudden I was on a really big ship, (naturally), and I was wearing jeans and a t-shirt and everyone else was wearing old-fashioned clothes. It was night-time so the deck of the ship was pretty empty because everyone was "retiring" for the evening. (That's what they were all saying as they walked by: "Shall we retire for the evening?"). Then I leaned over to look at the side of the ship and it said "Titanic" and I realized that I had gone back in time and it was up to me to warn these people that the ship was going to sink. The problem was that everyone had already retired for the evening, so there was nobody to tell! Uh-oh... but then I saw the captain about twenty feet away from me. (Just so you know, the captain was the guy from the Titanic movie that says "I tried to build you a good ship Rose". If you haven't seen the movie as much as me, this probably means nothing to you... oh well). So he was walking towards me really fast with alot of authority and I thought that he must know from the way that he was walking, but instead he just came up to me and started making out with me. And I was like "Wait, everyone is going to die, we have to save them!" But he didn't seem to care... then I woke up.

We've all had that dream, right?

Mom, Bill and I had a great dinner last night at a really good chinese restaurant. Afterwards, mommy and I slipped into a nice food coma.
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Anyways, it was fun having an entire 48 hours in Milwaukie with Mommy and Ernie. Today I head back to Seattle. This next week is busy busy busy. Sigh.

Friday, September 23, 2005

"As she rode through the hills through ripening harvests and fertilizing rain, she was aware, with greater and greater pain, of how far she had come."

-The Mists of Avalon

I had a really bizarre dream last night. I was in my apartment in Seattle with three guys that I used to hang out with in high school, Jerome, John, and Johnny. (By the way, John and Johnny were stepbrothers and I always thought that was amusing). It was odd because I haven't seen any of those guys in at least a couple of years. They were all in Amber's room playing video games. Except in my dream, it wasn't Amber's room, it was a room made out of brick with nothing but a TV and a Nintendo. And there was a HUGE bowl of chocolate that looked really good, and it WAS really good, but every time I tried to eat it I would gag and feel sick. There weren't any lights in the apartment so the only light was from the TV, and the sound was off, so it was really quiet. Then there was this awful noise from outside that sounded like a dying animal and I was really worried about it but the guys were just mad that it was taking away from their video game, and I wanted to go outside and see what it was but when I tried to get to the door to go outside it was too dark to see where the door was.

The weird part was when I woke up very suddenly and STILL heard the animal sound, like part of my brain wasn't fully awake yet. I knew that mom had already left and that Ernie was upstairs and I honestly thought the sound was him. I RAN upstairs at full speed, so scared that something terrible was happening to Ernie-face. But I got upstairs and he was a very happy little puppy and I was so relieved that I almost started crying.

What a way to start the day, huh? But at least I got nine hours of sleep.

Hey, I almost forgot: Happy Birthday Bruce!

Thursday, September 22, 2005

Guess where I am? I'll give you a hint...

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Tuesday, September 20, 2005

"I guess I'm an underwater thing so I guess I can't take it personally..."

-Tori Amos, Liquid Diamonds

Note: I tried to publish this last night and it didn't work. Sigh. So here you go. Now I'm off to work, for 13 hours. Yay. And I mean that... yay.

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This is what my mommy calls a "fish-face" picture. I took it today when Toby decided to sit on my lap instead of letting me paint my nails. I thought about pushing him off of my lap but he looked so cute, so I decided to let my nails go un-painted and to just spend some time chatting with Toby.

My lesson was really fun today. We ended up working on the Chopin Scherzo and the Bach Prelude. I actually got to the music building without getting lost! (The campus is still a little too big for my SOU mind-frame). I got there pretty early, so I took a nap on a bench outside, which was very nice. The campus is so pretty. Here is a picture of the music buidling:
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My teacher is a very cool guy. I felt like a bad piano student because I was having, um, "impure" thoughts about him while he was sitting on the bench with me. Is that bad? I mean, the way I see it, that will just add to my inspiration for the music, right? RIGHT? Amber suggested that I just casually take off my clothes at my next lesson and see what he does. But then we worried that he might just think that I'm hot and offer to turn the heat down, so then I said that maybe I should bite his shirt and start growling to really drive my point home.

I should really have an advice column for people looking to start relationships. Don't you think I'd be good at it?

Monday, September 19, 2005

"It was just too much drama for a little while, too much theater, and my nights were filled with dark nothing."

-Michelle Tea

I just got home and started practicing because I have a lesson tomorrow and figured that it might be a good idea to have something to work on. I was hoping that I'd feel steady enough with my Beethoven Sonata but it still needs another week. I pulled out the Scherzo, hoping that I could somehow make it sound like I've been working on it, even though I haven't done so much as LOOK at it since last week. So you can imagine my shock that when I just played it, expecting it to make me cringe, it was the best that it has ever sounded.

Does this mean that if I only practice once a week then I will finally be able to play how I want to?

Anyways, back to practicing...

Sunday, September 18, 2005

Look Mom! I'M EATING!!!

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Orange Juice
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Now I'm going to go eat eggrolls and birthday cake and ice cream with Amber.
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So there.



It is Amber's birthday today! And I have to work all day so I figured the least that I could do was devote an entire blog entry to the loveliness that is THE Amber. Oh, and disclaimer: Pretty much everything I'm about to say is "inside joke" type of stuff. But alot of you will probably get it anyways.

Amber-Poodle-Munchkin-Brain, I just think that you are the most special button that I know. The fact that we have been through all that we have been through together and still aren't afraid to hang out with eachother (let alone LIVE together) is pretty gosh darn amazing! I love how there are so many ways that we are different yet so many ways that we are the same. (Trouble-hats? DUH)! And through all of the non-poodles that have come our way, (Erd, Bob, Foot-in-Ass, "Do you have braids?", The Army, CreepySpanishGuy), you still have managed to stay true to the poodle that you are.

In all seriousness, I have no idea what I would do without you. Thanks a million for sticking with me, and I hope you don't plan to stop anytime soon because I plan on sticking with you until we are 90 and playing Trouble in the retirement home.

I love you. You are my heart's sister.

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You are SOOOOOOO Dre.

Saturday, September 17, 2005

"For her everything took place in the distance, as if the instruments had been muffled and the characters moved farther off."

-Madame Bovary

I can now play the Chopin Scherzo up to tempo, and I can play the first three movements of my Beethoven Sonata, (one more movement to go), and I can play the prelude of my Bach Suite, (A million more movements to go). It feels like grad school applications are due tomorrow and it is really starting to freak me out, but at least my audition music is coming together. I know that I'll feel more confident once I start memorizing all of it, I don't know why I'm having such a hard time with that. I've never had problems with memorizing before. Alex always warned me that it gets harder as you get older... I guess he does kind of know what he's talking about... sometimes. Ugh, it will feel so good when all of this application and audition stuff is done, instead of constantly hanging over my head.

I really need to go to Milwaukie soon and see my Mommy and my Ernie. Loro called me yesterday which was nice because we hadn't talked in forever. I promised her that I would come to Milwaukie in the next month, so now I absolutely have to find time to go.

Should I be worried that for the past year I haven't been able to shake off this feeling of being half asleep?

Friday, September 16, 2005

"I was restless when all around me slept - I think perhaps the moon has gotten into my blood."

-The Mists of Avalon

As you all know, Amber and I have been feeling under the weather for quite some time now. Not just in these last few days, but in these last few WEEKS. We keep coming down with the same symptoms and find that mind-boggling because we've been coming down with these symptoms when we aren't even in the same city. We were discussing this yesterday as we blew our noses and coughed up our lungs, and the only common thread that we could think of that could be effecting our health is the fact that we both recently decided to drastically reduce the amount of alcohol that we consume. Not that we are lushes or anything. (You and you just shush).

So in a desperate attempt to regain a feeling resembling "healthy", Amber and I decided to have a drink. (The drink that we each had was equivalent to 3 drinks, but who's counting)? Our theory was that maybe alcohol would kill the germs. Hey, laugh if you must, but we immediatly felt better. We decided not to get too excited about it right away incase it was just a momentary betterness. But lo and behold, it is now noon-o-clock and we both feel SO MUCH BETTER. I think we're on to something...
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I spent all morning sending away for grad school materials and have already recieved e-mails from three of the schools saying that my info is on its way. I've been wanting to go to Milwaukie for various reasons but I haven't been able to because of my schedule. However, it looks like now I have to make some time in the near future so I can spend all day on my mommy's computer downloading and printing applications.

Now I'm going to spend the rest of my day working on my audition music.

[Insert deep dramatic sigh here.]

Thursday, September 15, 2005

"Butter, soy sauce, If they have a penis there must be something wrong."

-Amber's grocery list. (What can I say? She is WEIRD)

Okay, so I'm not going to write about today until tomorrow (wow, that's intense), but I just have to share something that has been a part of me and Amber's lives for some time now. Sometime back in mid-June, Amber and I were going to have a yummy drink and movie night. Amber was all excited to try to invent a new mixed drink, and I decided to just let her have her fun and to drink whatever new wonder that she came up with.

Well folks, it was an awful experience for both of us. This was quite possibly the most disgusting substance that I have ever tasted. EVER. Amber and I both were gagging every time we tried to have even a sip. But it is against the laws of the poodles to waste alcohol, so we poured the remaining mixture (that we hadn't managed to CHOKE down) into a glass and put the glass in the fridge. The very next day, the drink started doing strange things, and we were fascinated. So the drink is STILL in our fridge and we can't seem to get rid of it because we have become very entertained wondering what it is going to do next. Keep in mind that when this drink first entered our fridge, the drink filled the glass up to the brim and looked like a light pink smoothie. Here is the drink now:
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Isn't that interesting? Don't you feel like you now have more insight into who I am?

By the way, Amber and I are both still sick. Send aid fast.

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

"Snapped long ago like piano wires, leaving me with absolutely no sound way to determine where the hell I'm going..."

-House of Leaves

I was scheduled to work at 6 AM this morning and I was exhausted because I woke up at 2 AM last night (this morning) and couldn't get back to sleep. Either my bus was late or I missed it, because when I got downtown I was running four whole minutes late. I rushed to Old Navy only to find that Chris, Matt and Joey were still waiting outside, which is odd, because usually our supervisor is right on time to let us in. It turned out that the manager didn't think that anyone was scheduled until 7 AM, which is when they showed up. Sigh. The down side was that we all had to get up an hour early, but the silver lining was that since we all showed up when the schedule told us to, we still got paid for the hour that we were sitting outside and talking. Once we actually got in the building, there was alot to do right away because there was a "visit" today. A "visit" is when a mob of really important people come to scare the managers, so we, (the morning crew) have to run around and make sure everything is PERFECT. So we did. But then there was nothing left to do. I spent the majority of my five-hour shift wandering around aimlessly with Matt, looking busy whenever someone important walked by. And we MAY have taken a LITTLE more than 15 minutes on our "15 minute" break. Oh well.

Then I went to the grocery store, now I'm home. I'm really tired and still feel kinda sick, but much better than I did a couple of days ago. I REALLY am going to clean my room today. REALLY. Not so much because I can't stand the mess, (because as we all know, I can), but because there are several things that I have lost that I'm hoping I'll find if I clean my room.

Peace out.

Saturday, September 10, 2005

"Some of my favorite fantasies used to involve revenge, he said, but I'm older and now they're mainly about a good night's sleep."

-Brian Andreas

I'm still sick, but I feel like today might be the worst of it and that I might start feeling better tomorrow. The good news is that Drew came into work early today so I could come back home and rest, which was very much appreciated. Now I'm home, listening to one of my mix tapes that Jessica made me and I'm about to take a nap. Scotty is here as of yesterday... too bad I'm too sick to hang out with him.

I feel like I need to share what happened downtown a couple of hours ago because it really is one of those moments that pretty much sums up my life. I was at the bus stop after work waiting to come home, and I was listening to my messages, and some guy came up to me and asked for change. I said "no", but half a minute later he was still staring at me so I assumed he didn't hear me and I said "no" again. And then he said, "Oh, I was just staring at your nose."


So I said "Oh", and he said "I have a really weird need to rub your nose." And I said "Oh". And he said "Would you mind if I rubbed your nose really quick?" And I said "I make it a general rule to not be rubbed in any way by people that I don't know." And he said "Okay, well have a nice day" and smiled and walked away.

Welcome to my life.

I had a dream last night that I was hanging out with Napoleon and Pedro at SOU. Napoleon was really happy because he met some girls that were letting him hang out in their dorm room. Pedro and I were sitting outside of Cascade and talking (naturally) and Napoleon kept coming out to tell us that he was still hanging out with the girls. Then I decided to enter an interprative-dance contest and had a really big pink ribbon and did a dance to That Summer by Garth Brooks, (by the way this is the second dream that I have had about this song), and I won the contest! Yay for me! Even though it was just a dream and didn't really happen. Oh well.

What Your Dreams Mean...

Your dreams seem to show that you're very preoccupied with your fears and problems.

These bad dreams indicate that you need to spend more time on your issues during the day.

Your dreams tend to reflect your insecurities.

You have a very vivid imagination and a rich creative mind.

You secretly want to hide your dreams from your waking mind.

Friday, September 09, 2005

Pity party for meeeee.

My sinuses are about to explode, my nose won't stop running, I'm exhausted, my throat is swollen and everytime I try to swallow it feels like someone is stabbing me in the throat with a big sharp death-knife. I couldn't sleep at all last night because I couldn't breathe, and usually when I can't sleep I talk on the phone, and it is pretty gosh darn depressing to not be able to sleep and to have to just sit and watch your phone ring because your throat is too swollen to pick it up and say "yo". And when you are too sick to sleep then you have way too much time to do nothing but think about stuff and then you get in a sad mood that compells you to write a blog that is nothing but bitching and moaning even though there are much worse things going on in the world, so you come off self-absorbed and whiny. Speaking of whining, I work today and tomorrow and my brother gets here today and Kat wanted to hang out tomorrow and I don't have time to be sick so maybe it will magically go away.

And as long as I'm having this pity party, I would like to also state for the record that I miss my family, the five of us all being together at once. (5= Mommy, Sister, Scotty, Ernie and I).
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Whoa is me, blah blah blah.

I guess I better go watch Almost Famous. Sometimes that's the best medicine.

Wednesday, September 07, 2005

"Check yo self before you wreck yo self..."

-Ice Cube

Oh, you think you can hang?
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Hello Darling...
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I'm sooooooo happy!!!
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My soul is black just like this hat...
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Poor peasant bag lady.
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Work it.
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Check it.
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Mama raised a hellraiser.
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"I'm not good at taking my own advice, she said, but that doesn't mean I don't know what's right."

-Brian Andreas

I was about to practice and decided to check my e-mail first and had a survey-thingy from my sister, so I guess I better do this first. Its important to me to keep my priorities straight.

1. First name?   

 2. Were you named after anyone? 
-I dunno. Mom, was I named after anyone?

 3. Do you wish on stars? 
-I'd like to keep up the bitter cynical image that I try so hard to maintain, but yes... I actually do wish on stars quite often. I figure that if I do it enough then one of these days its bound to work, right? (Right?)

4. When did you last cry?   
-The day before yesterday. For a long long time. It was the first time that I had REALLY cried in months, maybe years, and I actually felt very cleansed afterwards. Go figure.

5. Do you like your handwriting?   

 7. What is your birth date?   

8. What is your most embarrassing CD?   
-I have a Destiny's Child CD that I bought my frosh year of college. I bought it for the "Survivor" song after I had a run-in with a weirdo guy and all of his weirdo friends. I haven't listened to it in years, yet I still have it. Oh well.

 9. If you were another person, would YOU be friends with you?   
-Hell yeah!

10. Do you have a journal?   
-Yep, but i'm AWFUL about writing it, and every time I do I'm over-emotional. I hope that nobody ever reads it, cuz I come off like a basketcase. (And we all know that I am TOTALLY not a basketcase)!

11. Do you use sarcasm a lot?   
-I'm not familiar with that term... sorry.

 12. What is your nickname?   
-My mom calls me "Baby" or "Rori", my Sister-face calls me "Sister" or "Sister-face", my brother calls me "Bear", "Fool" or "bitch" (in a loving way), my little brother calls me "Sissy", (he couldn't say "Erin" when he was little), Amber calls me "Poodle", Jessica calls me "Linda" or "Trevor", Adam calls me "cokehead", and pretty much everyone else calls me "Pez". Wow, I have alot of names!

 13. Would you bungee jump? 
-Maybe. I don't have a fear of jumping but I do have a fear of getting whiplash.

 14. Do you untie your shoes when you take them off?  
-Usually not. So much work is involved.

15. Do you think you are strong?  
-Mentally: hell yes. Physically: hell maybe.

 16. What is your favorite ice cream flavor?   
-Depends on my mood.
17. Shoe Size?  
 18. What is your least favorite thing about yourself?   
-I don't think I'm good at showing people that I care about them.
19. Who do you miss most?  
-My famiy

20. Do you want everyone you send this to, to send it back?   
-Everyone! You learn so many fun things!

21. What color pants and shoes are you wearing?  
-No shoes, and I'm wearing dark grey shorts with orange and purple stripes.

 22. What are you listening to right now?  
-Death Cab for Cutie.

23. Last thing you ate?   
-A red pepper, dipped in ranch. Mmmmm....

24. If you were a crayon, what color would you be?   
-Macaroni and Cheese. (I stole your answer sister. Ha ha).

 26. What is the weather like right now? 
-Sunny and breezy. Yay.

27. Last person you talked to on the phone?   

28. Do you like the person who sent this to you? 
-She's okay. Much easier to deal with now that she is in Alaska. (Kidding! Love you sister!)

29. Favorite Drink? 
-Vodka on the rocks. Life is short, no time to waste with all this mixed-drink-nonsense.

30. Favorite Sport?  
-I used to LOVE to shoot hoops with my brother and the guys at school, and I was GOOD, but now my shoulders won't let me. I had to choose between piano and basketball... sigh.

31. Hair Color?   
-Right now it is dyed dark reddish-purple. I think it might be light brown naturally, but I haven't seen my hair un-dyed since I was in 7th grade. Wow, that wsa eleven years ago. Crazy.

32. Eye Color? 

33. Do you wear contacts?  

34. Favorite food? 

 35. Last Movie You Watched?  
-I just finished watching "When Harry Met Sally" with Rebecca.

36. Favorite Day Of The Year?  
-Thanksgiving. It always ends up being fun no matter who I'm with.

37. Scary Movies Or Happy Endings?  
-I'm not really entertained by scary movies because they never scare me, and I don't really like happy endings because I'm a little to bitter. Can I have a new question?

38. Summer Or Winter?   

39. Hugs OR Kisses?  
-Both, if you're nice and I like you. Otherwise, best be backing up yo.

40. What Is Your Favorite Dessert? 
-Any dessert that my mommy makes.

 41. Who Is Most Likely To Respond?  
-Maybe Meagan?

 42. Who Is Least Likely To Respond? 
-Back in the day I would say Adam, but he actually did it last time, so I guess time will tell!

43. What Books Are You Reading?    
-The Mists of Avalon.

 44. What's On Your Mouse Pad?   
-I don't have a Mouse Pad.

45. What Did You Watch Last night on TV?   
-I watched my Felicity DVD for about 20 minutes.

 46. Favorite Smells?  
-Camp fires, rain, the woods, freshly mowed grass, vanilla, crayons, Ernie.  

47. Favorite Sounds?  
-Piano, guitar, rain storms, my dad harmonizing along with songs on the radio.

 48. Rolling Stones or Beatles?   
-Both please. 

49. What's the furthest you've been from home?   

 50. Do you have a special talent?   

 51. What is your cell ring tone?   
-I have different rings for different people. And I also have a little too much time on my hands.

52. Biggest Fear? 
-Something bad happening to my family.

You Are Vanilla Ice Cream
Your personality is anything but "vanilla" You're a risk taker, who's up for anything new.
You go well with anyone and fit into any situation.
You are most compatible with rocky road ice cream.

Tuesday, September 06, 2005

"It is invariably saddening to look through new eyes at things upon which you have expended your own powers of adjustment."

-The Great Gatsby

I had a great time at my lesson today. I made a really funny first impression, but that kind of goes without saying since that is the only kind of first impression that I know how to make. There was alot of traffic so my bus didn't even get to the University unti 20 minutes before my lesson and then of course I got lost and I finally found someone who could direct me to the music building. I got to my lesson at 4:01, so I wasn't even more than one minute late but I was still panicking, so I went into the office and started rambling about why I was late. Two minutes later, (after I finally stopped talking), he said "Are you Erin?" Woops... guess I forgot to introduce myself. Heh.

We spent the entire lesson working on the Chopin Scherzo. He is really into working on details and picking apart each measure and sharing his ideas. And he has amazing energy and it was all around really fun. It did make me realize how out of shape I am, but it also made me realize that I can still at least attempt to play piano. At one point he made me play with my right hand and conduct with my left hand and I couldn't remember how to conduct a 4/4 pattern and that made me want to hang my head in shame, but he reminded me and the moment passed.

Rebecca picked me up after my lesson and we drove around the U-district and then ate Dicks in her car and then went back to my place so I could use the bathroom and then we went to Goodwill. The Goodwill here is huge and has a GREAT book selection! I now FINALLY have my own copy of one of my favorite books! Yay!

Oh, and just so you all know, I have a very tiny bruise on my left eye brow from running into the glass wall, and it hurts.

Monday, September 05, 2005

"Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole just like a faucet that drips and there is comfort in the sound..."

-Death Cab for Cutie, Marching Bands of Manhattan

Rebecca is here! And Scotty will be here soon! And then they will find a home and we will all live in the same state! Yay!

So, I did something really cool today. REALLY COOL.

The coolness started when I slept through my alarm. The coolness continued when I missed my bus and got downtown 4 minutes before I was supposed to be at the sock store. The store opens at 9:30 AM and the opener (me) is supposed to be there at 9:15. Being there ANY TIME past 9:15 is a big no-no.

Before I continue, allow me to talk about my blood sugar. It kinda sucks. I'm not a diabetic, (that I know of), but if I go too long without food then I shake and sweat and get super dizzy and feel like I'm going to pass out. So I cannot skip breakfast. However, in my rush to catch the bus I had forgotten to grab food on the way out. "No worries" I thought, "I'll go to McDonalds." Not that I'm a huge fan of the place, but you gotta do what you gotta do, right?

I got to McDonalds at about 9:13, thinking that I'd be a couple of minutes late but who would know? A couple of minutes later, which would be 9:15, which would be when I was supposed to be in the store, a worker came up to the counter and informed me that they changed their hours and wouldn't be opening until 9:30.

Oh no! Where is Erin going to get her food???

Starbucks! That's where! She'll go to the Starbucks that is right outside and get a sandwhich!

At this point it was 9:16 and I was in major panic mode that the supervisor was going to call the store and I wouldn't be there to answer the phone. So I ran, (it was a slow run but it was still a run), towards the door.

I should make it clear that the entire wall on the front of Westlake is clear glass.

As I ran towards the door I was getting my cell phone out of my pocket to see what time it was. As I was running and looking at my cell phone, I suddenly SLAMMED into the glass wall. The impact mainly included my left arm and the left side of my face. And made a VERY loud noise.

Just to make sure we all have the right mental image going on, I SLAMMED into the wall. SLAMMED. Picture when a bird flies into the side of a building. That was me.

It took me a few seconds to realize what had happened. Especially since I couldn't see straight out of my left eye, which was throbbing.

Then I realized that everyone around me was completely silent. To break the silence, I smiled and loudly said "Well that's not a door!"

Still, the silence remained. And I quietly walked to Starbucks and got my sandwhich. And I opened the store on time, despite the fact that my left eye felt like it was going to fall out. (Its fine now, by the way).

The moral of the story? Easy: I get a little bit cooler every day.

I bought a shirt today. It has a broken heart on it and it says "You break it, you buy it."

And it makes me happy.

Sunday, September 04, 2005

"the distance moving closer with every hour so when you ask 'was something wrong' i think 'you're damn right there is but we can't talk about it now"

-Death Cab for Cutie, Tiny Vessels

Okay, so I had one of those survey things here, but I'm changing it because I can, even though I never edit my blog entries. It was just too gosh darn boring, in my humble opinion.

Umm... so now I guess I have to fill this space somehow... but I don't have anything to say... well I actually have a ton of stuff on my mind but nothing that I should write about... um... what should I do to fill all of this empty blog space...

Hey, I know!


Friday, September 02, 2005

"In fact it began to happen more often, dozens of hours just blinking by, lost in the twist of so many dangerous sentences."

-House of Leaves

Just so you all know, I am really cool. And incase you don't believe me, I have a story to prove it.

I woke up this morning and decided to do some laundry, since I'm officially out of clothes. The thing is, you have to go through a door to get to the door that leads to the washer & dryer. The first door that you go through has a lock on it, so I always bring my keys with me to the washer & dryer, just incase I get trapped and have to go out and around to the security door to let myself back into the building. However, I had alot to hold today, including my phone because I was expecting a call from Gammie, and thought to myself "I don't really need my keys. I've brought them with me every time I do laundry and have never needed them. So I'll leave them here in my nice little room." (I should note that Amber left for Milwaukie this morning and was not here).

Are you sensing where this is going?

So I'm doing my laundry, la la la, and I happily turn the knob to get back to my happy little room where my happy little keys were. And... drum roll please... the door was locked. My heart stopped, the dramatic music started in the background, my life flashed before my eyes. But then I was relieved when I realized that I could just climb the stairs to my deck and go through my window! Phew!

Until I remembered that my window was shut because I had been practicing and didn't want to bother my neighbors.

So then I knocked on the neighbors backdoor, but nobody answered. (The front doors aren't accessible, because of the security door).

After 20 minutes of pacing around the building, I called Amber, and she called our landlord, and our landlord sent someone over. An hour later. And it was cold outside. And I was wearing shorts and a tank top. It was really really really really fun.

Anyways, now that I have spent a huge chunk of my day waiting outside, I'm going to try to get some stuff done. Gammie and Joe are in town for a wedding and I think we are having dinner tonight. Man, wouldn't it have been SO FUNNY if I was still locked out when they got here? Oh, they would've loved that. I'm sure of it.

Thursday, September 01, 2005

!!!OH MY GOSH!!!

Your Band Name Is

The Heterophobic Poodles