February 2010
This was a horrible Sunday.
Even when I’ve got two guys who’ve got my back completely in my delicate state.
…bagh.
My diet today:
Brownies
A frozen coke
Veggie pita and fries
French Toast
I worked out in the morning. But I still feel like crap. And that two page paper due Tuesday was not written because my professor has huge fucking standards and every time I go to write...
January 2010
I’ve got serious issues when I feel bad about sleeping in until 9:30.
Serious. Issues.
Trying to make a game plan for homework today…
I am simply hoping that this was an off week, and that once next week starts up, I am suddenly back on track, in control of my life, and not academically challenged.
Because right now, I’m suffering hard, ready to cry, and going to rip apart all of my schoolbooks.
Hermione fallen from grace into a pile of knives.
…I mean, for God’s sake, I just texted Nick that I’m more...
Did not die at work tonight. Which is a goodsy.
…but people need to find the love in goulash, otherwise my four hours would have seemed more meaningful.
P.S Little miss Woman here is feeling like a fatty and can’t wait to work out tomorrow. GRRRRR, wantses abs…
Trying to take Nick’s advice and reminding myself that my first night at work will be ok, I’m sure I’ll know somebody working, and I won’t die.
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I start working tonight. Asian grille.
SCARED.
Is it disgusting that I’m actually looking forward to getting off work at 10:00 so I can do homework into the wee hours of the morning? Oh lord… I might even make coffee…
Yeah, it's technically tomorrow.
We watched ‘Titanic’.
And I think I truly experienced it for the first time.
Three men I would jump for: Dad, Alex, and Nick.
SHUT UP.
Last Post Of The Day, I Promise
But I just have to say that I have finally accepted something that happened to me. Something that I didn’t quite understand, that I was confused about, and threw me for an absolute loop. Looking back a year later, I can finally comprehend…
…that I was hit on and possibly pursued by an Indie Hipster last year.
…and I can laugh about it a little now…
GOOD NIGHT...
PFFFFFHAHAHA. →
Nick and Floyd and I had adventures today. We went into Grand Haven. I have not explored the west side of Michigan enough, and I really want to do more exploration, because Grand Haven was pretty bitchin’. I had the TASTIEST Greek Hummus Veggie Wrap (for uber cheap, too!) at a Wharf bar. And… it is just so fun running around with those two men.
I love my boyfriend. And I find good...
OWWWWWWWWWWWWWW.
(Women of the world unite…)
Awake.
Going to be authorized to work at Kleiner today. Hoping I get the assistant, because I hear that the main authorizing lady is a bitch. Plus, every time I went to get authorized, she was never available. PSH.
Looking forward to Andrea and Stephanie tonight… in a non sexual way, of course.
My legs are sore… elliptical+belldancing= Erin got her daily workout between 9:00-11:00 PM....
ibangyourinterro:
I’m going to start a photo blog. Follow it, please?
Everyone seems so adamant on making 2010 a good one. I’d have to agree. 2009 was indeed a shitty round, so I’d like to really take this year for all it’s got.
I’m going to try to put at least one photo up on this blog everyday. These photos will be of things that make me, me. And since I’m not really quite sure what makes...
“So… if you play the harmonic on the G string of a cello, is that like...”
– Floyd.
(…you know, I actually paused to think about it…)
One more thing:
These two skinny-ass, big-hair blonde, whatever-the-fuck-her-name-is things were standing in front of the stairs in Mack. IN.FRONT.OF.THE.STAIRS.JUST.CHATTIN.AWAY.WITH.SOME.HIPSTER.DOUCHE.BRO.BAG.
I think my elbow made contact with one of them. I didn’t really care. They cost me one more minute of studying in German.
SO ANGRY TODAY.
…grump.
But I still love Obama →
And I’m so pissed about the facebook group that I noticed an old high school friend joined: O.B.A.M.A (One Big Ass Mistake, America)
That whole everyone is entitled to their own opinion… forcing it as my mantra… forcing it… forcing it…
Bah.
I should have known from that bizarre wake-up today that it was going to be a bad day.
…because it was a bad day.
Two tests: Nicht so gut. And one of them was in German. FUCK.
I attempted to stay all manned up around Floyd and Nick because I pretend I’m a guy sometimes (lame). But I just want to curl up in my bad cruddy day solitude and mope.
…but I probably...
“But remember this — I never suggested that change would be easy, or that I...”
– President Barack Obama
(…ahem, to everyone who wanted instant fast food gratification…)
OMG kitties. Ferral Kitties. And a really cute... →
Hah.
This rarely happens to me, but I did not hear my alarm at all today. Luckily, though, I woke up at 8:21 instead of 9:55 or something horrid like that. I was vividly dreaming that I was teaching Stefef to bind off on her knitting, so it was intense and awesome. There were Canadians…
Ugh… puffy stomach this morning… worst thing to wake up to…
Let’s see what today...
Another good thing that happened yesterday:
(this calls for a letter style…)
Dear Floyd,
Thank you for the birthday present of a Samuel Adams Bock. I am a classy lady who finds herself surrounded by men, so I do not usually allow myself to have a super extreme freak out moment. This was one of those moments that I managed to suppress. But the dulcet, subtle tones of coffee and chocolate in that black-as-night liquid were screaming...
What Happened to Me Today:
Fasted until approximately 6:00 pm, thanks to a book I found in Nick’s bathroom. Then I had a spinach wrap filled with hummus, feta, and veggies from Kleiner
Made about 20 different sanitary napkin references to the iPad…
Watched the first half of Obama’s State of the Union; texted my brother about my extreme happiness that he is pulling at FDR; rofl’d a titch at...
Got to ENG 225, and there was a sign on the door saying that class was cancelled.
One class today from 10-11:15, and one from 4-4:50. BAMF.
Job interview tonight. Dun dun DUN!!!!
Blahhhh...
I have been completely intolerant to waking up these past few days. That is not so good. That is dangerous.
I don’t know if it is still recovery from the weekend… but I’m just tired!! Maybe tonight I’ll force myself to go to sleep at midnight, no matter what goes on at ABC. And then I’ll just sleep, because my first class isn’t until 4:00 on Wednesday.
...
People that I would get along with. →
…except for maybe some Twilight tattoos…
Job interview! At Kleiner! Another campus dining! Hoping for permanent shifts!
…kay, going to class, kay bye.
Nick is really down today. And I can’t do anything to make him feel better.
Sad faces all around.
How Old Do You ACT?
[x] You know how to make a pot of coffee. [x] You keep track of dates using a calendar. [x] You own a credit/debit card. [ ] You know how to change the oil in a car. [x] You’ve done your own laundry. [x] You can vote in an election. [x] You can cook for yourself. [x] You think politics are interesting. TOTAL SO FAR: 7
[ ] You show up for school late a lot. [x] You always...
Seriously, though, stellar party. Wall-E and Stefef and I were, by far, the best dressed ladies there, hands down. Though Rachel in her fur was divine! lol It was just all-over one of the best parties I’ve ever had/attended. Makes the age of 20 seem not so bitch-slap anymore (like Katie convinced me of last year during her 20th birthday!).
We played cards forever! Poker and Texas Hold...
Yay...
The Gatsby Party was a success. Mucho success-o.
Everyone looked so dapper! So much, erm, merriment, and good tidings, and references to The Great Gatsby.
And then…
…the pipe underneath the sink in the kitchen burst.
Everyone went into major survival mode. I and the younger people tore down the hallway to Pompey’s while those of age and those who owned the apartment...
Tonight
amandah:
twistedstitches:
is ‘The Great Gatsby Party’ aka Erin and Andrea’s 20th birthday extravaganza.
It’s 9:51. Less than 12 hours. Still so much to do.
Alex is en route. I am sitting on my loveseat, watching the Today Show, trying to figure out where to begin.
…with coffee!!
I’m woeful that some of my good friends cannot make it (Andrea has a handful of good old friends coming), but my...
Tonight
is ‘The Great Gatsby Party’ aka Erin and Andrea’s 20th birthday extravaganza.
It’s 9:51. Less than 12 hours. Still so much to do.
Alex is en route. I am sitting on my loveseat, watching the Today Show, trying to figure out where to begin.
…with coffee!!
I’m woeful that some of my good friends cannot make it (Andrea has a handful of good old friends...
In my favorite place as usual: Stefef’s futon at Stefef’s and Wall-E’s (kudos to Wall-E for gettin’ a TUMBLR!!)
Headache. Details to end.
It is the evening before the Gatsby party. We have our costumes, we have our drink, we have our friends. I can’t help but be excited. Everything may be coming together. And Alex is leaving at 9:00 to come out.
But Ladies and...
I’m trying to read the biography of Muhammed.
…it’s a tad difficult…
…Conan is not helping, either.
We have to write a 6 page rough draft by Feb. 4th that answers some thesis questions as to whether Muhammed was the true prophet, etc. Our only sources are the various stories/chapters from his biography by Ishaq.
…if I read one more, “It was told...
Blargh
Too. Much. Curry.
Dear most Darling Boyfriend,
You make the best curry. Really. You do. It is godly, it is perfection, and it should really have a monument erected for its epicness. …but it makes me feel so FULL!!! Can’t we please try chicken broth instead of coconut milk? Maybe? No? FIIIIIINE.
I love you,
~Erin
Note to Self: DO BLOG FOR EDU 205 TOMORROW!!!!!
Also…...
That DTE bill was from the month we were gone.
…how the hell is it that high…
…really upset right now…
DTE BILL
$81.90
How the FUCK is it that expensive?!?!!?!?!?!
*smacks forehead into wall*