Well well well. Here I am. I've felt uneasy, my last post of song lyrics holding out an emolicious fermata of woe far longer than the strife itself lasted.
Long story short, I'm growing. And it's painful and good.
And finally, a chat with Ryan-
erin: ugh do you ever choke on your own spit and cough like a dumbass?
erin: <------ WINNER
it's always a cough that lasts forever
and you feel so stupid while it's happening
and everyone is like "are you ok???"
and they don't know whether to laugh or be worried
my esophagus is tricky, man. i haven't figured out to work it yet
ryan: you got the model with tonsils, that shit is old school
erin: xhibit, pimp my throat, pleez
my hoopty is sad
ryan: oh i'll pimp the throat
Posted by Erin at 4:02 PM
But someone,
They could have warned you
When things start splitting at the seams and now
The whole thing's tumbling down
Things start splitting at the seams and now
If things start splitting at the seams and now,
It's tumbling down
Hard.
Posted by Erin at 10:40 AM
Your intrepid explorer/prelated b-day girl-to-be here, all's well.
I'm eating curried corn and brown rice soup from the cafeteria. Nom.
I started learning how to bellydance, thanks Fit TV and DVR and Shimmy.
Special songs you should acquire immediately, I'm surrrrious:
"Razor Love," Neil Young
"Flashing Lights," Kanye West
"Bodysnatchers," Radiohead (who I'm seeing in Houston with Ryan and all of our friends on his birthday, wow I'm the best girlfriend ever for getting these tickets, dude RADIOHEAD)
"Dancing on Our Graves," The Cave Singers
"How My Heart Behaves," Feist
Hmm, I thought I had written a post between now and the last... oh wait that was a real paper journal entry. I've been MIA mostly due to the introduction of cable television (including movie channels, thanks Jonathan) into my apartment. DVR is a wonderful invention. I really enjoy having a library of shows, can start them anytime, and no commercials. Yes, thank you, my name is Erin and I've joined the 21st century and adopted an old-hat technology but damnit it's changed mah life!
Yeah I've been gorging on the boob tube lately, but its novelty is already starting to wear thin. Can novelty wear thin? Is novelty like a poorly made sweater?
I have arranged to have the next two days off of work, giving myself a 4 day weekend that ends on my birthday. Tomorrow at 4 am a group of friends and friends-of-friends is departing for Guadalupe Mountains National Park, 8 hours from here, home of the highest peak in Tejas. Where I'll be camping on a windy freezing mountain with my boyfriend because he's insane and I'm insane and why not, happy 23! He's carrying the heavy shit. Out there is home to UT's observatory, apparently some of the clearest skies in the U.S. Should be an adventure, if nothing else. And sushi for my birthday dinner on Monday. Jonathan already took me to Hyde Park Grill last night for dinner and hippydippy guava margaritas. I am blessed with good friends and good times ahead.
If I don't return, the Chupathingy got me.
Love,
Erin
Posted by Erin at 2:44 PM
Aaaaaaand I AM screwed, after all. The people in the hospital with their knowing looks were right.
The bill came to almost $7200. And that might not even be all of it. I could get hit individually by the ENT doc, the radiologist... (here's where a breakdown of charges would be helpful)
It's disturbing, because I knew I had a medical bill coming, and that it was going to be a couple thousand dollars or so (ha), but now that I have it in hand... last night I could physically feel my body taking on a burden. And I fear that despite whatever else may be going on in my life that's good and right and happy, I will be saddled with this until it's paid off, this extra feeling, this worry, this panicky tightness in my chest because That's More Money Than I Have and There Go All of My Plans that Require Money. This is what it feels like to have debt.
In other news, my good good friend Dan(ch) called me last night, after we hadn't talked in years, literally, and we had a long talk, and he may visit me soon!
There Will Be Blood was very interesting. Enjoyed it thoroughly.
Love.
Posted by Erin at 3:00 PM
Life! the pursuit. Of sushi and comfort, among other things, including myself.
I might go into the Peace Corps. I might go to Thailand and travel around SE Asia for a bit.
Try to have health insurance, if you can. I had an abscess behind my tonsil that landed me in the hospital. I had to have it drained, which is as gross and was in fact more painful than it sounds. Admitting to people you don't have coverage is a surreal moment that repeats itself many times during a trip to the e.r. They treat you differently, you see it in their most immediate reaction. I'm a social pariah. I'm screwed. How could I? What's wrong with you? Don't you know better?
While everyone was chanting "cedar fever, cedar fever," I should've been treated for an infection before it got blown outta control.
I landed a babysitting gig on my Monday afternoons off. Two little girls who seem to worship me already. Extra pocket money, gets me out of the house. I get to teach them a bit of Spanish!
This week: sushi tonight, There Will Be Blood (finally), a War Against Sleep show, etc. Bad weather and badass times.
Love.
Posted by Erin at 12:31 PM
1/2/08
Worst song of the year: "Paralyzer" by Finger Eleven.
This song is popular. Getting more so, some how! I fear for Decision 2008. My personal idea of hell is being forced to listen to "Paralyzer" under a Huckabee/Giuliani presidency.
New Year's Eve. An epic beer pong tourney. Mini Roman candles.
I came to work today in a wrinkled stained sweater, torn jeans, hair unwashed and unkempt, unwashed face, no make up... hellloooo 2008!
To my credit, I was wearing deodorant and had brushed my teef.
I'm not prepared to live the life of a vagaBond Girl.
Everyone should have someone who kisses their forehead.
This year I met a man who has changed my life, forever, for the better. My new hair guy Mark.
Other things: I spent my first Christmas away from my family. I graduated from college. I went to Bonnaroo. I got a couple jobs. I ate sushi. I cried. I left Dan. I bought furniture. I lived with 5 people and 6 animals. I got a roommate for 2008. I'm trying to make friends.
I do seriously need to lose at least 15 pounds.
I'm in a new place, in a new time. It's a new year.
Posted by Erin at 5:09 PM
Drag king show fell through, ended up consuming too much pizza and beer at The Parlor for Jeni's birthday. Festivus party tonight. Bastrop tomorrow.
I have some sort of vicious seasonal allergy/sinus infection somethingorother. Could be worse.
I found a roommate to help split the cost of mi apartamento muy caro. He's moving in come January. Look ma, no meth labs!
Things are looking up. I'm getting a massage and sushi for Christmas. I need a haircut, I think. I need to read more. I need to register to vote. I want to get in touch with a stained glass artist.
Watch this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=57DdviStOFo
Read this: http://www.nerve.com/fiction/libaire/genesis/index.asp?page=1
Watch this too: http://www.apple.com/itunes/ads/maryj/
Love.
Posted by Erin at 12:22 PM
