I don't remember which it is, but David Sedaris wrote an essay about having ocd as a child. he talks about having to lick the lightswitch plates and tap himself on the forehead with his shoe.
I think my kitten has ocd. He is constantly licking things. And i am aware cats lick things as part of their nature, but it's things like the wall in the living room, the lining of my jacket and cardboard boxes. And legs. he loves to lick legs.
I also just watched him jump on and off f the back of the chair next to the computer 4 times before he ran away, stopping to lick the side of caitlin's ginormous rubbermaid storage trunk.
the cat's got problems.
25 December 2005
20 December 2005
Right decisions, Valor, Benevolence, Respect, Honesty, Honor, and Loyalty.
Maximillian loves Francine
I was at church with my family on Sunday for the "multi denominational holiday extravaganza." We celebrated and affirmed Christmas, solstice, chanukha, kwanza, and then the amalgamation that is unitarian universalism through the lighting of candles.
During one of the many kids stories being told, most likely during "elijah's gift," I decided I ought to start celebrating Yom kippur, the jewish day of atonement.
The theory had a lot to do with my recent realization that I am kind of a scumbag.
Today, I realized that my scumbagginess is only a response to the unadulterated scumbagginess of others. I'm one of those action/reaction people. I'm also starting to believe I have a cocktail personality.
In that spirit:
top 5 things I wish I could take back doing
5. Making one of my friends drink pee when we were 4 years old.
4. Greg Minor.
3. Anything that may or may not be causing the so-called anxiety.
2. Walking out of any number of people's lives without explanation.
1. The butterfly effect of Ann Marie. Although I have no idea what I could have done differently.
Top 5 thing I wish I had done:
5. Moved in September.
4. Taken my swivel chair from Janine's house when I moved out.
3. Hung out at 6c more. Euphamisiticly.
2. Kept track of Jason Wright.
1. Developed better work habits when it came to school.
and the meat of it...
Top 5 things I would do all over again:
5. leave Salem.
4. watch "naked" movies with Matt Barth
3. letting that kid who I don't like buy me drinks.
2. Tell the H.S. to lose my number
1. B the midge.
someday I'm going to go through the spell check and replace every word with the first thing that comes up.
I was at church with my family on Sunday for the "multi denominational holiday extravaganza." We celebrated and affirmed Christmas, solstice, chanukha, kwanza, and then the amalgamation that is unitarian universalism through the lighting of candles.
During one of the many kids stories being told, most likely during "elijah's gift," I decided I ought to start celebrating Yom kippur, the jewish day of atonement.
The theory had a lot to do with my recent realization that I am kind of a scumbag.
Today, I realized that my scumbagginess is only a response to the unadulterated scumbagginess of others. I'm one of those action/reaction people. I'm also starting to believe I have a cocktail personality.
In that spirit:
top 5 things I wish I could take back doing
5. Making one of my friends drink pee when we were 4 years old.
4. Greg Minor.
3. Anything that may or may not be causing the so-called anxiety.
2. Walking out of any number of people's lives without explanation.
1. The butterfly effect of Ann Marie. Although I have no idea what I could have done differently.
Top 5 thing I wish I had done:
5. Moved in September.
4. Taken my swivel chair from Janine's house when I moved out.
3. Hung out at 6c more. Euphamisiticly.
2. Kept track of Jason Wright.
1. Developed better work habits when it came to school.
and the meat of it...
Top 5 things I would do all over again:
5. leave Salem.
4. watch "naked" movies with Matt Barth
3. letting that kid who I don't like buy me drinks.
2. Tell the H.S. to lose my number
1. B the midge.
someday I'm going to go through the spell check and replace every word with the first thing that comes up.
18 December 2005
Pawel translated the poem.
My imagination is a muffled a-bomb
In a black-and-white movie.
It's a bit quiet at night
Just a few shiny "kurwa"
Like diamonds on a ball of drunken mumbles.
In a black-and-white movie.
It's a bit quiet at night
Just a few shiny "kurwa"
Like diamonds on a ball of drunken mumbles.
13 December 2005
10 December 2005
speaking of stupid
I somehow accidentally turned off my message waiting indicator on my yell phone.
So, on a whim i checked to see if i had any new messages yesterday because a guy at work was like, "We left you a message because geroge wanted a cheeseburger..." And there was a joke about george's drinkning abilities and we moved on. But i was like, well, i haven't gotten any messages in a while, maybe i ought to check them.
I had 13 from since the last time i checked, which in itself isn't bad. there wasn't really anything crucial.
The thing that makes me sad is that all of my saved messages were deleted. My Mike Carnes Radiation Vibe message, Drunk dial from Boucher on her 21st birthday, the Kaiser scissorhands debacle. And my admitted favorite--Mikael the drunk russian obsessed with vulvas--ALL GONE!
I was so sad. And in a very real way.
Now i have nothing but new less enertaining crap to listen to.
So, on a whim i checked to see if i had any new messages yesterday because a guy at work was like, "We left you a message because geroge wanted a cheeseburger..." And there was a joke about george's drinkning abilities and we moved on. But i was like, well, i haven't gotten any messages in a while, maybe i ought to check them.
I had 13 from since the last time i checked, which in itself isn't bad. there wasn't really anything crucial.
The thing that makes me sad is that all of my saved messages were deleted. My Mike Carnes Radiation Vibe message, Drunk dial from Boucher on her 21st birthday, the Kaiser scissorhands debacle. And my admitted favorite--Mikael the drunk russian obsessed with vulvas--ALL GONE!
I was so sad. And in a very real way.
Now i have nothing but new less enertaining crap to listen to.
08 December 2005
There is a fine line between clever and stupid.
I don't believe in passive/aggressive internet tactics.
But, so help me, it's so fucking hard to not.
Distraction
May 2005
Me in the back of the cop car.
Dead Sober.
On a Saturday night.
With Dead Sober Tara (everyone ought to be amazed with that one).
On our way back from Sidelines with Aaron Shute.
We went home and climbed into bed with our respective 12packs and watched Hannibal Lector movies.
My car was retrieved the following Monday.
Song of the moment:
Never There-- Cake
I need your arms around me, I need to feel your touch
I need your understanding, I need your love so much
You tell me that you love me so, you tell me that you care
But when I need you baby, you’re never there
On the phone long, long distance
Always through such strong resistance
First you say you’re too busy
I wonder if you even miss me
Never there
You’re never there
You’re never, ever, ever, ever there
A golden bird that flies away, a candle’s fickle flame
To think I held you yesterday, your love was just a game
A golden bird that flies away, a candle’s fickle flame
To think I held you yesterday, your love was just a game
You tell me that you love me so, you tell me that you care
But when I need you baby
Take the time to get to know me
If you want me why can’t you just show me
We’re always on this roller coaster
If you want me why can’t you get closer?
Never there
You’re never there
You’re never ever ever ever there
But, so help me, it's so fucking hard to not.
Distraction
May 2005
Me in the back of the cop car.
Dead Sober.
On a Saturday night.
With Dead Sober Tara (everyone ought to be amazed with that one).
On our way back from Sidelines with Aaron Shute.
We went home and climbed into bed with our respective 12packs and watched Hannibal Lector movies.
My car was retrieved the following Monday.
Song of the moment:
Never There-- Cake
I need your arms around me, I need to feel your touch
I need your understanding, I need your love so much
You tell me that you love me so, you tell me that you care
But when I need you baby, you’re never there
On the phone long, long distance
Always through such strong resistance
First you say you’re too busy
I wonder if you even miss me
Never there
You’re never there
You’re never, ever, ever, ever there
A golden bird that flies away, a candle’s fickle flame
To think I held you yesterday, your love was just a game
A golden bird that flies away, a candle’s fickle flame
To think I held you yesterday, your love was just a game
You tell me that you love me so, you tell me that you care
But when I need you baby
Take the time to get to know me
If you want me why can’t you just show me
We’re always on this roller coaster
If you want me why can’t you get closer?
Never there
You’re never there
You’re never ever ever ever there
07 December 2005
one
FYI: I am a creep.
And now for something a little different...
Ever picture tells a story, Installment 1.
Background: I was excavating my room after moving back home and came across my old toy chest, which was full of pictures. Pictures I had taken dating back as far as 1996. Anyone who knows me knows I prefer to have a camera as an appendage so I don't have to rely on my lacking and disjunct story telling skills to give a clear and accurate idea of what I found to funny. I have pictures of everything, including, but not limited to, the sunbeam bread truck that almost hit me on the highway, the solidified cheeseburger left in the fake flowers at a McDonald's, the yellow loush that was somehow going uphill...
I have a problem. And I'm breaking myself in easy.
March 2005
The picture has Tara and me in it. We are in line at Space Mountain (my least favorite ride) at the Magic Kingdom. It was the first night of our Disney vacation. But that isn't the important part.
Please notice the man in yellow. He is the reason this picture exists. Well, him and his son who cannot be seen from this angle. I don't know what kind of foreign he was, but in his country, they hadn't heard of personal space. Tara and I spent an hour in line ahead of this man. He walked into us. He accidentally held our hand on the guide rail. We felt the residual mist from his small child's spray fan. It was copable.
The camel that broke our backs occurred only 3 rows back in the queue for the ride. Less than 15 minutes from safety. We had been switching off standing in front of the heinous man. Tara was in the back part of the line. We were kind of joking around when the man in yellow coughed. On Tara's Shoulder. She was rightfully grossed out, which made it my shift and the female companion (pictured) tried to reign in her husband by putting him behind her.
I took the back stance. Thinking I was safe because the man had moved, I relaxed ever so slightly. According to Tara, I stopped midsentence, made a horrified face and she saw it drop. The small child, up until that point the lesser of the evils, had intentionally or not tried to forcibly insert his misting fan into my bum through jeans and a bathing suit, lost his grip on it and the thing fell directly between my legs. It was Tara's shift again.
There were a few little things after that and somewhere around the 2nd line in queue, I figured it out. When we moved forward, instead of just facing forward, I turned and directly faced the man in yellow. He stopped about 5 inches from my face and I said, "HI." He backed up and his female companion started giggling. He stayed back for the remaining 5 minutes.
ATTN: If you are that man, Back the fuck up!
And now for something a little different...
Ever picture tells a story, Installment 1.
Background: I was excavating my room after moving back home and came across my old toy chest, which was full of pictures. Pictures I had taken dating back as far as 1996. Anyone who knows me knows I prefer to have a camera as an appendage so I don't have to rely on my lacking and disjunct story telling skills to give a clear and accurate idea of what I found to funny. I have pictures of everything, including, but not limited to, the sunbeam bread truck that almost hit me on the highway, the solidified cheeseburger left in the fake flowers at a McDonald's, the yellow loush that was somehow going uphill...
I have a problem. And I'm breaking myself in easy.
March 2005
The picture has Tara and me in it. We are in line at Space Mountain (my least favorite ride) at the Magic Kingdom. It was the first night of our Disney vacation. But that isn't the important part.
Please notice the man in yellow. He is the reason this picture exists. Well, him and his son who cannot be seen from this angle. I don't know what kind of foreign he was, but in his country, they hadn't heard of personal space. Tara and I spent an hour in line ahead of this man. He walked into us. He accidentally held our hand on the guide rail. We felt the residual mist from his small child's spray fan. It was copable.
The camel that broke our backs occurred only 3 rows back in the queue for the ride. Less than 15 minutes from safety. We had been switching off standing in front of the heinous man. Tara was in the back part of the line. We were kind of joking around when the man in yellow coughed. On Tara's Shoulder. She was rightfully grossed out, which made it my shift and the female companion (pictured) tried to reign in her husband by putting him behind her.
I took the back stance. Thinking I was safe because the man had moved, I relaxed ever so slightly. According to Tara, I stopped midsentence, made a horrified face and she saw it drop. The small child, up until that point the lesser of the evils, had intentionally or not tried to forcibly insert his misting fan into my bum through jeans and a bathing suit, lost his grip on it and the thing fell directly between my legs. It was Tara's shift again.
There were a few little things after that and somewhere around the 2nd line in queue, I figured it out. When we moved forward, instead of just facing forward, I turned and directly faced the man in yellow. He stopped about 5 inches from my face and I said, "HI." He backed up and his female companion started giggling. He stayed back for the remaining 5 minutes.
ATTN: If you are that man, Back the fuck up!
06 December 2005
song of the moment
Romeo and juliet-- Dire Straits
a lovestruck romeo sings the streets a serenade
laying everybody low with a lovesong that he made
finds a streetlight steps out of the shade
says something like you and me babe how about it?
juliet says hey it's romeo you nearly gave me a heart attack
he's underneath the window she's singing hey la my boyfriend's back
you shoudn't come around here singing up at people like that
anyway what you gonna do about it?
juliet the dice were loaded from the start
and I bet and you exploded in my heart
and I forget I forget the movie song
when you gonna realize it was just that the time was wrong juliet?
come up on different streets they both were streets of shame
both dirty both mean yes and the dream was just the same
and I dream your dream for you and now your dream is real
how can you look at me as I was just another one of your deals?
well you can fall for chains of silver you can fall for chains of gold
you can fall for pretty strangers and the promises they hold
you promised me everything you promised me thick and thin
now you just say oh romeo yeah you know I used to have a scene with him
juliet when we made love you used to cry
you said I love you like the stars above I'll love you till I die
there's a place for us you know the movie song
when you gonna realize it was just that the time was wrong?
I can't do the talk like the talk on the tv
and I can't do a love song like the way its meant to be
I can't do everything but I'd do anything for you
can't do anything except be in love with you
and all I do is miss you and the way we used to be
all I do is keep the beat the bad company
all I do is kiss you through the bars of Orion
julie I'd do the stars with you any time
juliet when we made love you used to cry
you said I love you like the stars above Ill love you till I die
there's a place for us you know the movie song
when you gonna realize it was just that the time was wrong?
a lovestruck romeo sings the streets a serenade
laying everybody low with a lovesong that he made
finds a convenient streetlight steps out of the shade
says something like you and me babe how about it?
I used to do a scene with him.
a lovestruck romeo sings the streets a serenade
laying everybody low with a lovesong that he made
finds a streetlight steps out of the shade
says something like you and me babe how about it?
juliet says hey it's romeo you nearly gave me a heart attack
he's underneath the window she's singing hey la my boyfriend's back
you shoudn't come around here singing up at people like that
anyway what you gonna do about it?
juliet the dice were loaded from the start
and I bet and you exploded in my heart
and I forget I forget the movie song
when you gonna realize it was just that the time was wrong juliet?
come up on different streets they both were streets of shame
both dirty both mean yes and the dream was just the same
and I dream your dream for you and now your dream is real
how can you look at me as I was just another one of your deals?
well you can fall for chains of silver you can fall for chains of gold
you can fall for pretty strangers and the promises they hold
you promised me everything you promised me thick and thin
now you just say oh romeo yeah you know I used to have a scene with him
juliet when we made love you used to cry
you said I love you like the stars above I'll love you till I die
there's a place for us you know the movie song
when you gonna realize it was just that the time was wrong?
I can't do the talk like the talk on the tv
and I can't do a love song like the way its meant to be
I can't do everything but I'd do anything for you
can't do anything except be in love with you
and all I do is miss you and the way we used to be
all I do is keep the beat the bad company
all I do is kiss you through the bars of Orion
julie I'd do the stars with you any time
juliet when we made love you used to cry
you said I love you like the stars above Ill love you till I die
there's a place for us you know the movie song
when you gonna realize it was just that the time was wrong?
a lovestruck romeo sings the streets a serenade
laying everybody low with a lovesong that he made
finds a convenient streetlight steps out of the shade
says something like you and me babe how about it?
I used to do a scene with him.
top 5 reasons a happy Erin is a good Erin:
I'm funnier when I'm in a good mood.
if i saw one of those in the wild I'd step on it
I do cute little dances
I will do just about anything asked of me.
I have the ability to alter everyone's mood around me.
Because angry erin does things like kick, scream, bite and call you up to tell you your worthless.
I have a phone call to make.
I'm funnier when I'm in a good mood.
if i saw one of those in the wild I'd step on it
I do cute little dances
I will do just about anything asked of me.
I have the ability to alter everyone's mood around me.
Because angry erin does things like kick, scream, bite and call you up to tell you your worthless.
I have a phone call to make.
04 December 2005
You never know til you reach the top if it was worth the uphill climb.
I got my pictures back from the party, some are of note. There were also group shots from Halloween on the camera. cait and I are crazy.
I went out last night with Walsh. The first stop was George and Cari's house. Muenier was there. It was very fun, but I had made a commitment to meet The newest Scott for Kareoke. Ashley Tresoline was there. It was nice to see her. All in all it was fun.
We were supposed to go back to the house and didn't.
Danny called finally, and I didn't hear my phone.
A puke dragon invaded my house today.
I somehow spent $40 at Bjs even though the only thin I got was my pictures.
I'm exhausted in so many ways.
so, look at the cutest out of family kid ever.
I went out last night with Walsh. The first stop was George and Cari's house. Muenier was there. It was very fun, but I had made a commitment to meet The newest Scott for Kareoke. Ashley Tresoline was there. It was nice to see her. All in all it was fun.
We were supposed to go back to the house and didn't.
Danny called finally, and I didn't hear my phone.
A puke dragon invaded my house today.
I somehow spent $40 at Bjs even though the only thin I got was my pictures.
I'm exhausted in so many ways.
so, look at the cutest out of family kid ever.
01 December 2005
I found the perfect picture to start the every picture tells a story saga, but I had to get cat litter.
Max is sick. We don't know what is wrong with him, but he won't eat and can't boot. So we took him to the vet. We think he ate something, which would not be out of character for max. He eats everything, especially things he ought not. We've had a lot of face to face conversations about it. He still eats undigestables.
Anyways, I had to get him Cat litter so he can be quarantined and observed. On my way back from the 24 hour stop and shop, I pulled up to a set of lights. The car next to me was stopped about 3 car lengths from the stop line. I looked into the car and the driver was slumped sideways and backwards in the seat with the top of his head against the window. He didn't move the whole light.
I pulled into the parkinglot next to the lights and walked to the passenger side of his car. He still hadn't moved, so I knocked. He sat upright, looked at me and sped off.
Honestly, how is this my life?
Max is sick. We don't know what is wrong with him, but he won't eat and can't boot. So we took him to the vet. We think he ate something, which would not be out of character for max. He eats everything, especially things he ought not. We've had a lot of face to face conversations about it. He still eats undigestables.
Anyways, I had to get him Cat litter so he can be quarantined and observed. On my way back from the 24 hour stop and shop, I pulled up to a set of lights. The car next to me was stopped about 3 car lengths from the stop line. I looked into the car and the driver was slumped sideways and backwards in the seat with the top of his head against the window. He didn't move the whole light.
I pulled into the parkinglot next to the lights and walked to the passenger side of his car. He still hadn't moved, so I knocked. He sat upright, looked at me and sped off.
Honestly, how is this my life?
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