tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62654202011-04-21T17:31:49.301-07:00this is meerinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comBlogger2321100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-63304489018052192112007-09-07T19:59:00.000-07:002007-09-07T20:02:49.286-07:00

for those of you loyal blog followers still reading this old thing, i've decided to discontinue it. i know, i know...it's painful for me too. i'd rather keep all my writing on one site, and since most everyone i know uses myspace, i've decided to blog exclusively from my profile there. don't be mad. just create a myspace profile and check up on me there! and who knows: i might dig this blog

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-33969580119167794552007-06-17T07:58:00.000-07:002007-06-17T08:23:13.210-07:00

i get to see this hunk of a man in concert this thursday with emily. we're way excited. i've always been a fan of harry, although i think my love for him was sparked when i first saw my favorite film of all-time. he did the entire soundtrack, you know. watching the film is such a pleasure for me on many levels and i never get tired of it. mike and i even considered using "it had to be you"

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-71356174805546244252007-06-14T20:28:00.000-07:002007-06-18T13:54:01.602-07:00

so, it's all over. the wedding, the honeymoon, and the anticipation of it all. i think i'm still absorbing it in my own way, reflecting back on everything in little bits at a time, trying to piece together the entire experience. i knew it would be fleeting but i think i managed to step back and look at everything while it was swirling around me, really taking it in. the wedding was beautiful;

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-65604483725124282372007-06-01T10:51:00.001-07:002007-06-01T10:56:47.566-07:00

so, as you see, today is june 1st. which makes tomorrow june 2nd, the day i am getting married. my stomach is all knotted up. with good knots, though...promise. maybe after the honeymoon i can get back to blogging again.

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-78912244498645492792007-04-23T16:44:00.000-07:002007-04-23T16:54:45.122-07:00

it's been hard, but i need to stop focusing on things i can't change.it's been hard, but i need to understand that not everyone will agree with me.it's been hard, but i need to come to terms with my ambivalence, and not let it confuse me.it's been hard, but i need to accept that i cannot forget what you did.it's been hard, but i need to redirect my energy into loving those who i still have.it's

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-82882071453318611262007-04-05T14:58:00.000-07:002007-04-05T15:47:11.432-07:00

so, this monday was the 8 week mark. when you put it in terms of weeks, it seems more soon, doesn't it? maybe it's me, but time is FLYING and it's all rather exciting. people keep asking me if i'm stressing out or freaking out or flipping out yet and they look shocked when i tell them no. for whatever reason, this whole wedding planning thing hasn't been too difficult for me. in fact, it's

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-31081318015213050862007-03-19T17:42:00.000-07:002007-03-19T17:46:38.909-07:00

for those of you who tried to access the st. paddy's day pictures on my myspace page and failed miserably, i'm sorry. i am a tard and didn't realize that shutterfly doesn't allow just anyone to look at their online albums. forgive me.however, i did transfer the pictures to a yahoo album. so, take a look already!

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-38502100229299878572007-03-16T09:54:00.000-07:002007-03-16T10:01:30.155-07:00

You Are Olive GreenYou are the most real of all the green shades. You're always true to yourself.For you, authenticity and honesty are very important... both in others and yourself.You are grounded and secure. It takes a lot to shake you.People see you as dependable, probably the most dependable person they know.What Color Green Are You?

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1172097856239129572007-02-21T14:25:00.000-08:002007-03-05T17:42:22.374-08:00

1. The phone rings. Who do you want it to be? - i rather like it when mike calls me because it usually means he has something important to tell me. well, i guess sometimes he says rather unimportant things, but it's still comforting.2. When shopping at the grocery store, do you return your cart? - always. i hate it when people just leave them in the parking lot--especially on a windy day.3. In

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1171473726108456142007-02-14T08:57:00.000-08:002007-02-14T09:23:04.656-08:00

i'm realizing that snow days have both good and bad aspects. for instance, this is my second day off in a row and while i have done nothing "productive", i have thoroughly enjoyed "wasting" my time watching arrested development. thank you jason (not bateman), for introducing the show to me; it really is like no other program i've watched. such flawless acting, such brilliant writing. and--

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1169679112670436952007-01-24T13:56:00.000-08:002007-01-25T16:00:20.500-08:00

things are coming down to the wire now; the wedding is almost only four months away. i wonder what i will anticipate and plan for and get nauseatingly excited about after it's over. probably babies.you know when you really dislike someone, yet you are forced to co-exist in a given environment with them anyway, simply because it's impossible not to? there is this girl at work who i must cross

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1168558311726020882007-01-11T15:23:00.000-08:002007-01-11T15:33:25.186-08:00

You.Can.Only.Type.One.Word.Not as easy as you might think...1. Where is your cell phone?:purse.2. boyfriend/girlfriend?:fiance.3. Your hair?black.4. Your mother?drained.5. Your father?:different.6. your favorite item?:bed.7. Your dream last night?:none.8. Your favorite drink?kahlua.9. Your dream car?mini.10. The room you are in?office.11. Your ex?decent.12. Your fear?constant.13. What do you want

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1167675254667765122007-01-01T10:12:00.000-08:002007-03-03T08:50:30.320-08:00

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1167405705576839252006-12-29T07:19:00.000-08:002006-12-30T15:02:35.760-08:00

1. I've come to realize that.....quite often, things do not live up to my expectations.2. I am listening to......the sound of the t.v. downstairs as it drifts into the spare bedroom where i am sitting alone, in the corner, on a comfy leather chair.3. I talk.....fast. that micro machines guy has nothing on me.4. I love.....watching children. you'd think i would be tired of such an activity but

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1166493688857827112006-12-18T17:10:00.000-08:002006-12-18T18:04:57.543-08:00

bad day. feeling underappreciated, once again. the short version of the story (minus the passionate ranting and defensive justification of my feelings) is that i am not getting paid overtime for the past two and 1/2 weeks in which saundra has been absent. i have always received more money in the past when she was out, but this time (because a "certified" teacher is present in her place) i am

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1166224358271371162006-12-15T14:58:00.000-08:002006-12-15T15:16:51.746-08:00

i am so excited by this video. in fact, i will go so far as to say it is the best video i've ever seen. that's mostly because i am a HUGE fan of scrubs and an even huge-er (i know, not a word!) fan of charlie brown movies. this is truly the best of both worlds. also, dr. cox is the voice of linus. does it get any better?!?(oh, and all i want for christmas is zach braff with a bow on his

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1166146977026377352006-12-14T16:58:00.000-08:002006-12-14T17:48:04.066-08:00

the week is winding down and i am crazy busy. my classroom is full of singing, excited children and holiday crafts decorate the windows. there are angels made from paper plates and gold glitter, felt-covered popsicle stick santa pins, and construction paper wreath collages. it's amazing how different each one looks, even though all contain the same materials. the childrens' little spirits

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1165365785137066862006-12-05T16:41:00.000-08:002006-12-07T17:37:32.283-08:00

(more photos added to the random snapshots album.)

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1164766063587936272006-11-28T17:32:00.000-08:002006-11-28T18:07:44.100-08:00

i think it's really interesting how self-image can change on a whim. there are days when i am rather satisfied with my appearance, leading me to hold my head up a bit higher and walk with a certain sense of self-assurance. other days, i feel like my clothes just don't fit the way i want them to; my body is squeezed into a poorly wrapped package. i am ill at ease, not myself. i think everyone

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1164569646804083612006-11-26T11:01:00.000-08:002006-11-26T11:45:41.613-08:00

we arrived home from our trip to maine last night at 10pm. we went up to enjoy thanksgiving dinner with katie and justin, as well as to meet their newborn daughter, elaina. although the visit was short and the drive was way too long, it was worth it because it gave mike and me the chance to spend some quality time with laney. mike, as her godfather, especially enjoyed the experience and i

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1163119865755150922006-11-09T16:35:00.000-08:002006-11-09T17:11:49.856-08:00

as you may know, when i love something, i really love it. there are very few things i feel mediocre about. take pie, for instance. it is a rather common dessert, but to me it's worth eating for every meal if available. in fact, i had a big slice of pumpkin this morning for breakfast...but i digress. what i'm trying to say is that i allow the things that i love most to become a part of me, to

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1162265014798398662006-10-30T19:10:00.000-08:002006-10-30T19:32:22.906-08:00

so, we are officially lame because we aren't dressing up for halloween this year. for the past two years, we pulled off pretty creative couples costumes and we planned on being wayne and garth this year, had we been invited to a party of some sort. but alas, tomorrow is the big day and we are opting to stay home and get aquainted with the neighborhood kids by contributing to their sugar

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1161728152929036622006-10-24T15:01:00.000-07:002006-10-24T15:15:52.946-07:00

i think the worst thing (next to helplessness) is feeling that you are unappreciated. i seem to get caught up in this feeling continuously to the point where it consumes and eats me inside. i don't know whether i am a prime candidate for this sort of response, or whether i just feel it more intensely because i am a rather sensitive woman. in any case, i am quite tired of doing what i think is

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1160349338389077362006-10-08T14:43:00.000-07:002006-10-08T16:35:45.146-07:00

Name your top 5 priorities:(in no particular order) working on household projects and decorating; being a consistent and reliable shoulder for my mother to lean on; making true connections with the students in my class and helping them whenever possible; planning an incredibly sincere wedding; and enjoying my life with michael.If you could change something about your life right now, what would

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1159803146315383422006-10-02T08:01:00.000-07:002006-10-02T08:32:26.393-07:00

song list:black balloon - goo goo dollslooking at the world from the bottom of a well - mike doughtycrooked teeth - death cab for cutieflake - jack johnsonround here - counting crowsi will follow you into the dark - death cab for cutieis it any wonder - keanei go blind - hootie and the blowfishblack horse and a cherry tree - kt tunstalllaid - matt nathansondani california - red hot chilli

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1159486659656959162006-09-28T16:37:00.000-07:002006-09-28T19:30:51.716-07:00

i am tired. my lids are heavy and i am winding down for the day.i want to have a baby. not now of course, but in the near future. as in the next few years. if i can wait that long.i have virtually no tolerance for rude people. there is this one mother in the carpool line at school who barely acknowledges my existence when i take her child out of the car, no matter how overly friendly i am.

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1158279297238135802006-09-14T17:07:00.000-07:002006-09-14T17:16:42.740-07:00

i'm quite excited for the latest zach braff flick, opening tomorrow. so excited in fact, that i'm reprinting the poster for it here. i rather fancy black & white photos of cute boys looking equally troubled AND tender. it's a nice combination.

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1158186954446916922006-09-13T14:56:00.000-07:002006-09-13T15:41:37.940-07:00

i've been meaning to write recently but as usual, i've gotten caught up in things--tangled in ideas and thoughts to the point where i'd rather talk than write. in any case, i've been quite busy and rather tired every day after work. school is back, and everything is in full swing once again. we have a relatively small class as of now, which is wonderful because it gives me the chance to work

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1155939798980196082006-08-18T15:21:00.000-07:002006-08-18T15:27:28.910-07:00

that i would be good, courtesy of alanis.

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1155920703909600922006-08-18T09:15:00.000-07:002006-08-18T10:09:11.510-07:00

myspace has become quite the obsession for me lately, which is something i've accepted. i really like jumping from page to page, checking out people i know...and even some that i don't...to see how people describe themselves. john tried to get me hooked on it so long ago and i fought against it forever until one day, i don't know why, it all just sorta clicked and i saw the fun in it. i avoid

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1155432485834343232006-08-12T18:26:00.000-07:002006-08-13T13:01:15.003-07:00

You Are Scooter Brainy and knowledgable, you are the perfect sidekick. You're always willing to lend a helping hand. In any big event or party, you're the one who keeps things going. "15 seconds to showtime!"The Muppet Personality Test

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1154132224859396972006-07-28T16:31:00.000-07:002006-07-28T17:19:55.226-07:00

well, camp is over; those 6 weeks really flew by. i'm looking quite forward to having the next month off, even though i'm sure i will stumble into boredom along the way. whenever i have any extended period of time off, i always tell myself i will be super productive, work on all these creative projects i've wanted to start and what have you. read a whole slew of books. learn how to do

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1152915250171886372006-07-14T14:29:00.000-07:002006-09-13T15:50:38.590-07:00

i can't believe july is almost half-way over. where has the summer gone?maybe i feel it's flying by because i haven't had a real vacation yet. and by 'vacation', i mean a place with sand and beach chairs. the sandbox at camp just isn't cutting it. plus, it's bloody hot and sticky humid...both of which make me all jittery. the best part of camp so far has been spending time with the ladies

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1152028284600022052006-07-04T08:48:00.000-07:002006-07-04T08:55:17.753-07:00

check out the rest of our pre-holiday celebration here.

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1151545402246914442006-06-28T18:12:00.000-07:002006-06-28T18:49:57.686-07:00

you know what sucks? coming home from work to discover hundreds of tiny ants scattering all over your kitchen counter. for a neat freak like myself, this is an absolute nightmare. we seem to have found the source of the problem, but the smell of ant poison just about did me in. not to mention having to clean up afterwards. i even had to throw away the delicious sara lee poundcake i had

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1150931765253306122006-06-21T16:10:00.000-07:002006-06-21T16:21:31.793-07:00

as you all know, today is the first day of summer. i'm fortunate that i get to spend a good deal of time outside during the day, being that i work at montessori's summer camp. what says summer camp more than running around on the playground, right? here are some really great summer quotes, all of which capture the season and all that comes along with it. enjoy."Rest is not idleness, and to

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1150596499066140612006-06-17T18:39:00.000-07:002006-06-17T21:36:39.206-07:00

look who's back.i'm aware that i've been missing for a while, so i thought it time to resurface and update. or atleast resurface and attempt some semblance of an update, since so many little things are going on and who knows if i'll remember everything. anyway...we're all moved in the house and it's wonderful. we love it. we love it almost as much as we love not living in the apartment. in

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1149293005078859082006-06-02T16:59:00.000-07:002006-06-02T17:05:03.326-07:00

in exactly a year from today, this will be me (minus the yellow rubber skin and duck bill).

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1148739482203340792006-05-27T06:54:00.000-07:002006-05-27T07:20:41.416-07:00

so i've been absent as of late. sorry about that. i have a lot on my mind.school has been busy this week, as i've lead the class myself for 3 days while saundra was out for various reasons. i was rather pleased with the days i was left in charge, mostly because things ran at my pace and i made all the important decisions. (don't we all love that?) things went smoothly, no problems, and i'm

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1147019144029243802006-05-07T08:58:00.000-07:002006-06-17T21:49:23.840-07:00

something must be wrong with me. it's wrong to get too attached to things so quickly, right? a girl really shouldn't just buy her wedding dress from the first bridal shop she ever visits, over a year before her wedding, right? even if the dress was on sale and fit her to a tee, requiring absolutely no alterations? no, that would just be crazy.well, call me crazy then. because yesterday,

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1146793575423298492006-05-04T17:32:00.000-07:002006-05-07T19:12:14.230-07:00

type your first reaction when you see these 34 words:1. Cigarettes: a really sad, expensive addiction. i know plenty of people that smoke and i can only imagine how difficult it is to quit once you start. 2. Sex: fun!3. Relationships: emotionally taxing at times, but the most important thing to me. the search for meaningful human interaction is the reason we're here on earth, i believe.4. Your

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1146424068935743082006-04-30T11:33:00.000-07:002006-04-30T12:25:07.430-07:00

home alone on a sunday afternoon, coughing my ass off and downing tussin like it's water. i hate head colds and icky sickness. i especially hate that it makes me disgruntled and energy-less. it's beautiful outside and all i want to do is veg, watch the tele, and sleep. i don't feel as guilty as i could though because we got a great deal of stuff done yesterday. for example, this is our cute

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1145732114287797862006-04-22T11:53:00.000-07:002006-04-22T12:02:06.870-07:00

there are now pictures! i know it's hard to get a complete idea of the house from these photos, but they're better than nothing. plus, you will be invited over to see it eventually anyway. or better yet, you'll get a good look when you help us move in on june 10th. all volunteers are welcome and pancakes/donuts/coffee/beer/pizza/whatever the hell you want will be provided. i am clearly not

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1145585899669034262006-04-20T18:51:00.000-07:002006-04-20T19:22:27.203-07:00

...we bought a house! (i know, i can't believe it either.)the short version of the story is that we started looking on monday with our realtor, fell in love with the third townhouse we saw, couldn't sleep for two nights because it's all we thought about, went back on thursday to look at it again (along with a few other houses), decided we wanted it that night and so we made an offer. the

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1144893366570934562006-04-12T18:27:00.000-07:002006-04-12T19:03:47.336-07:00

so i finally watched brokeback mountain. i had been asking around to see if anyone in my circle would want to see it with me, and since no one really did, i ordered it from netflix and watched it alone today after work. needless to say, i was pretty curious about it; after hearing both the positive and negative hype surrounding it, i decided i needed to see it once and for all and determine my

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1144448643450327192006-04-07T14:41:00.000-07:002006-04-07T15:33:48.233-07:00

ugh. exhausted doesn't even begin to describe me right now. it has been too long of a week. the kids have been all riled up for some unknown reason and it has been more challenging than usual to maintain them in any given space. i'm worn out. i was thinking on my drive into work today about how no one really understands the intricacies of your job (i.e. difficulties) unless they've tried it

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1143767729029420172006-03-30T17:13:00.000-08:002006-03-30T17:16:40.046-08:00

i will never, not in a million trillion years, ever understand this.

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1143670546011479752006-03-29T14:00:00.000-08:002006-03-29T14:15:46.086-08:00

i feel pressured for an update. i admit, however, that i'm glad you are checking up on me...i'm pretty tired right now and it feels like i've been moving non-stop this entire week so far. saundra took the day off, so i was responsible for all the kids today--a first for me. i've been the main teacher for half the day before, but never the entire day, from start to finish. it's funny how i

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1142889433391519522006-03-20T13:11:00.000-08:002006-03-20T13:19:19.876-08:00

i finally got my act together and created an album from our trip to myrtle beach last summer. to be fair, i didn't take a lot of these pictures because a) i was uncomfortably hot for most of the trip and, therefore, miserable and b) i was sort of ill. neither of these circumstances are really that conducive for proper picture-taking. anyway. so there you have it.oh, and check out the updated

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1142615019402499762006-03-17T08:35:00.000-08:002006-03-17T09:23:01.686-08:00

ah, st. patrick's day. the day of green and beer. i jokingly say this is my own personal holiday because afterall my name is erin (meaning ireland) and hello, i look very irish. but let's not forget that disregarding my love for potatoes, i am a sad excuse for an irishperson. exibit a: i'm down for the count after a mere 3 drinks usually. then you'll typically find me somewhere in the

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1142109693506137582006-03-11T12:38:00.000-08:002006-03-11T12:41:33.516-08:00

i teach kindergarten. maybe i could work here.

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1142025267245558832006-03-10T12:45:00.000-08:002006-03-10T13:23:02.686-08:00

i know i'm not supposed to play favorites. as a teacher, i'm fully aware that doing so can cause potential harm and skew my focus on the class as a whole. but i have to admit, i just can't help it.this is samantha, or sam, or sammie as she is sometimes referred to by her parents and myself. as you can clearly see from the photograph, she is heart-breakingly adorable and trust me when i tell

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1141869131402205552006-03-08T17:05:00.000-08:002006-03-08T18:03:30.233-08:00

just got home about a 1/2 hour ago from dinner with michelle (mike's cousin). this is the first time i've spent quality time one-on-one with a member of mike's family. i consider myself very fortunate because i love every member of his immediate and extended family, and that's a great thing because there are so damn many of them. i joke with him that 75% of the people at our reception will be

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1141697735162786752006-03-06T17:57:00.000-08:002006-03-06T18:50:54.300-08:00

newly discovered site that you may find interesting. my word was weapon. here is what poured out:my tongue is my weaponsharp silver and cuttinglashing out, slicing away at your self-righteousnessi nail you to the wall, direct in my attackcold syllables and metal sentences cut deepflat against the boards, deflatedand i cannot help but smile because you had it coming

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1141424277221818452006-03-03T14:16:00.000-08:002006-03-04T21:36:00.060-08:00

i've decided i want a goldfish. why, i cannot exactly pinpoint. all i know is that seeing a single fish swimming around in a bowl with colorful gravel at the bottom and maybe a little foliage appeals to me. i've mentioned the idea to mike but he doesn't seem that enthused. i'll have to work on that because i think it might be fun sharing the responsibility of a pet. even if it is just a fish

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1140823599589911982006-02-24T14:45:00.000-08:002006-02-24T15:36:42.066-08:00

well, it's official--i've moved out. mike and i nearly emptied out my bedroom at my mom's house last weekend and moved everything over here. it was exhausting, much more so than i anticipated considering i really didn't bring that much. it feels really great to finally be settled. moving all my clothes was actually the worst part, yet i continue to shop anyway. i guess the extremely heavy

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1139960138391679722006-02-14T15:22:00.000-08:002006-03-10T13:58:37.700-08:00

after therapy i am buzzing. buzzing with ideas of what i want to say to everyone, that i was only just able to say to one person. she pulls things out of me like the slow pulling of taffy and i like myself better after the door closes and i've said goodbye. i look forward to it. it's cleansing--much like a hot shower is after an intense workout. i've pulled apart my head and opened up my

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1139762668155940622006-02-12T08:43:00.000-08:002006-02-12T15:24:44.536-08:00

The Picto-Personality TestYou are a person who is incredibly tranquil and values peace above all else.When alone, you appreciate being able to do nothing if you want to, and setting your own pace for things.You are romantic, and when you are with your partner you like to woo them with your imagination.In the future you will be happy and live richly.Take this Test at QuizGalaxy.com

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1139199683820220002006-02-05T20:04:00.001-08:002006-02-05T20:21:23.820-08:00

it's 11pm on a sunday night and i'm not in bed. i took tomorrow off in honor of my birthday (which is actually on wednesday) because montessori is paying me to. i fully support employers who give you a day off simply for being born. one of the perks of being a teacher, i suppose.browsing through myspace blogs, as usual. i feel really distant from john these days and the more i think about it,

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1138664093730758302006-01-30T15:12:00.004-08:002006-01-30T17:56:22.260-08:00

mike keith tagged me with this survey and since i'm not one to turn down a good game of tag, here are my answers...Four jobs I've had in my life:salesperson @ express clothing companysalesperson @ hallmark creationsbarista @ starbucks coffee companyassistant teacher @ the montessori schoolFour movies I can watch over and over:the big lebowskiwhile you were sleepingamerican beautywhen harry met

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1138321483863742312006-01-26T16:24:00.000-08:002006-01-29T15:27:22.783-08:00

1. You have $10 and need to buy snacks at a gas station. What do you buy? a bottled starbucks frappucino (mocha flavored), pringles, and a caramello bar.2. If you had to be reincarnated as some sort of sea dwelling creature, what would you be?a sea horse. just 'cause i think they look interesting. and the male sea horse has the babies. how cool is that?3. Who's your favorite redhead?conan

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1137942214131504922006-01-22T07:02:00.000-08:002006-01-22T07:10:53.630-08:00

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1137623955588996392006-01-18T13:56:00.000-08:002006-01-18T14:43:05.153-08:00

ah, so much is happening. my mind always feels so full; there's always something to think about or plan for or consider. ever since the engagement, my time has been spent mentally planning for things both in the near and far future (i should have just said 'future' and left it at that) and trying to adjust to idea of my life changing. i'm moving into the apartment in a month. i'm not

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1136065078491169742005-12-31T13:37:00.000-08:002005-12-31T13:47:05.183-08:00

You areWhat Rejected Crayon Are You?

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1135900815843233062005-12-29T14:58:00.000-08:002005-12-29T16:28:40.350-08:00

1. What did you do in 2005 that you'd never done before?i got a "real" job with regular hours and benefits...one that makes me feel good about myself. i also got engaged--never done that before!2. Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year?if i recall correctly, i vowed to be more proactive last year and to be less hard on myself and my goals for the future.

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1135894609550343062005-12-29T13:59:00.000-08:002005-12-29T14:20:26.880-08:00

does anyone still check up on me anymore? i know i don't write as frequently. that sort of saddens me. i'm thinking that if i start reading more, i'll want to write more. i just need to make the time. brian bought me this book for christmas and i can't wait to delve into it. it's pretty thick and hearty, just the way i like my books. i'm currently reading what dreams may come and like it a

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1134685754786479592005-12-15T13:53:00.000-08:002005-12-29T14:22:15.233-08:00

had the kind of day where it felt great being where i am. it was our class holiday party...so along with food, adorable children, glowing parents, and other various festivities, there was this warm feeling in the air. it's that thing that you can't really describe or forcibly create but can only hope to experience during this time of year. it's hard to capture that most of the time, and

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1134126452712469372005-12-09T02:58:00.000-08:002005-12-09T03:07:32.723-08:00

yay for snow days and being off of work! i haven't had this sort of thing happen since college. starbucks was never this gracious. i can still hear the pretentious coffee drinkers banging down the door now. days like this always sucked there. thankfully, i don't have to deal with it anymore!but now it's 6am and i can't get back to sleep. but atleast i have the entire day to nap whenever i

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1133838100220929632005-12-05T18:54:00.000-08:002005-12-29T16:30:48.253-08:00

so tomorrow begins my liquid diet of hell. you see, i'm having what the doctors call a colonoscopy on wednesday and so that means tuesday will be not fun. i'm basically eating nothing but jello and italian ices for 24 hours. then, at around 5pm, i begin taking a series of 28 pills (yes, you read that right) which will "clean out my system". yeah, basically i will be pooping for what seems

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1132961683915658452005-11-25T14:59:00.000-08:002005-11-25T15:48:52.570-08:00

yes, i'm still alive. suffice it to say, a lot has been going on. i don't even know where to begin, or if i even want to. i'll just start from here, and go.changes are coming. big ones, small ones, all within the near future. mike and i are in that nice stage of engagement where nothing is set in stone yet, and we're just sitting around talking about how wonderful our wedding will be.

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1130548074771701352005-10-28T18:03:00.000-07:002005-10-28T18:10:23.543-07:00

this is my hand. that is the ring that mike just put on it.i think according to tradition, this means i'm engaged.yayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayayay!

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1129417001175695602005-10-15T15:44:00.000-07:002005-10-16T19:25:36.300-07:00

WRATH1. Who did you last get angry with?:most likely myself. i do that a lot, which i know is not healthy. 2. What is your weapon of choice?:this is a dificult one since i'm not accustomed to thinking in such violent terms. i'll say this: i think it's funny when weapons are made from mundane, everyday household items. the idea of bludgeoning someone with a frying pan is comically delicious.3

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1129248626837436482005-10-13T16:51:00.000-07:002005-10-13T17:17:01.453-07:00

what a complete and utter waste of a day off. and to think, i was really looking forward to my first official school holiday.besides the crappy rain that has been plaguing the baltimore region for the past week and a half, i had a doctor's appointment this morning. my stomach has been bothering me for months now; i think it's the disappointing return of my IBS or possibly something stress

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1128386507295346792005-10-03T16:04:00.000-07:002005-10-03T17:47:41.463-07:00

i don't know why i'm usually sad on mondays. i wake up, not-so-ready to face the upcoming day (let alone the long week) and my true persona doesn't really surface until after noon. i'm fairly sluggish, though not noticeably dragging my body. my mind is still peeling itself off the events of the weekend and it's back to the daily grind. i like my job, i guess...i just don't like "going to work

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1127691357303341492005-09-25T16:33:00.000-07:002005-09-25T16:35:57.310-07:00

VERY excited about this...

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1127436489683774892005-09-22T17:14:00.000-07:002005-09-22T17:57:57.076-07:00

just got home from school...at 8pm. tonight was the 'welcome back picnic' for my students and their families. it turned out to be a really nice event. i had the opportunity to sit and talk with several of the parents and actually tell them more about me. i had been slightly apprehensive about doing that because i was afraid that when they started asking me a slew of questions and discovered

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1127175491145762652005-09-19T16:45:00.000-07:002005-09-19T17:21:54.513-07:00

i'm sensing a pattern. i'm having a hard time pacing myself and taking things as they come. i'm having a hard time not wanting what other people already have. i keep looking forward, wanting more than i've currently been given, and putting pressure on myself to get 'there' quicker. and i don't even know where there is.i would really like some permanency in my life. a stationary place where

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1126227284494864862005-09-08T17:26:00.000-07:002005-09-08T17:59:40.076-07:00

while i'm waiting for the delicious cake i just baked to cool off, i will attempt some semblance of an update. be forewarned: i'm scatter-brained.the kids arrived at school this week. we're only starting with the returning students, so i've only had to work with 14 until next monday, when they start phasing in the new kids one by one. it is a CHALLENGE. i forgot how tiny 4 and 5 year olds

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1125366497097378522005-08-29T18:19:00.000-07:002005-08-29T19:45:33.386-07:00

i don't know where to begin.i've been gone for over a week and my head is quite stuffy from a combination of exhaustion, a lingering cold, and overwhelming amounts of new information being thrusted at me. today was my first day at montessori, and as with any new job, it's a bit much at first. the kids don't show up until sept. 7th, but just trying to learn every faculty member's name is a real

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1124304503183392542005-08-17T11:00:00.000-07:002005-08-17T11:51:31.023-07:00

my mind is wandering at the moment. i am kind of bored with all this free time on my hands. i've done all things i needed to do to prepare for my new job. speaking of which, i just found out that i will have my own classroom, rather than floating around to various classrooms each day. a full-time teacher's assistant position opened up in one of the primary classes, so they called me. i'm

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1123978555910881582005-08-13T16:36:00.000-07:002005-08-16T17:01:11.590-07:00

this one's for my favorite south african friend. and i have so many of those.1. LIVING ARRANGEMENT? i live at home with my mom and sister, but spend weekends at mike's apartment. i'm kind of in-between, really.2. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW? a novel called "spilling clarence", by anne ursu. you can read the story synopsis here. 3. WHAT'S ON YOUR MOUSE PAD? i don't have a mouse pad,

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1123798334701279362005-08-11T15:04:00.000-07:002005-08-11T15:12:14.706-07:00

why am i just *now* finding out about david gray's new studio album?! it's called life in slow motion and is being released on september 13th. i can't believe i didn't know about it! i should also mention that he's touring in the US this year...something i don't recall him ever doing before. i am ECSTATIC, being that he's my number one most favorite singer of all-time. i own every single

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1123547619151804452005-08-08T16:43:00.000-07:002005-08-08T17:35:48.163-07:00

with all this time off, i'm making a concerted effort to use my time wisely. most of today was spent throwing things away--a task that always makes me feel great. i don't think i can reiterate this enough: i love getting rid of STUFF. STUFF is the stuff (heh, i'm so funny) that sits around on the average person's desk, in their closet, or in my case, in rarely interrupted piles on the floor.

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1123518408118396822005-08-08T09:20:00.000-07:002005-08-08T09:28:35.650-07:00

i just want to take a moment to express how much i despise automated phone menus. i spent close to 30 minutes this morning dialing and redialing the same toll-free number because the automated options kept kicking me off the line. i couldn't talk to a human voice no matter what i pushed! ugh, and what's worse, most of the commands on the menu were voice activated, and therefore very sensitive

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1123258659682408242005-08-05T09:10:00.000-07:002005-08-05T09:18:34.173-07:00

the day has come. i just finished my last shift at starbucks yorkridge. the coffee clothes and shoes have been thrown away and i will never have to make another frappuccino again. i feel like a free woman. you all have NO idea how long i've waited to write this post. i'm on top of the world right now.and that's all i have to say about that.

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1123090299067014992005-08-03T09:59:00.000-07:002005-08-04T08:39:00.753-07:00

i just found out that my last day at the coffee shop is this friday, rather than next. i really cannot believe it. for some reason i wasn't put on the schedule next week, but i'm not complaining. and i only work a measly 4 hours on friday morning too, so basically i have one foot already out the door. it's weird because when i found out i only have one day left, a brief pang of something

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1122590279671759772005-07-28T14:32:00.000-07:002005-07-28T15:54:12.443-07:00

now that i finally finished organizing the photos from our maine trip, i can write about it. i didn't realize exactly how many pictures we took until i sat down to condense them. oh my word, we were busy little photographers. but it's easy when everywhere you look offers the picture perfect backdrop. i've never been to a place where you can't take a bad picture. i'm serious. you could have

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1121984417380109682005-07-21T15:14:00.000-07:002005-07-26T16:20:54.050-07:00

it's thursday night and i'm pretty tired. but that's a good thing because i have to get up at some ungodly hour tomorrow morning (3am-ish?) for our trip to maine. and i thought getting up to open at starbucks was ridiculous. this should be fun. 12 hours in the car with mike and a weekend in one of the very northern corners of the united states. i'm looking forward to getting away.also, the

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1121705926623483522005-07-18T09:52:00.000-07:002005-07-28T15:59:48.876-07:00

1. Show your favorite digital photograph here. (This should be one that you, yourself have taken.)2. What is your motto?i could try and try but i could never express my motto better than this quote does:"Be kind. Remember every one you meet is fighting a battle; everybody's lonesome."--Marion Parker3. If you could meet any two people (living or dead), who would they be, and why?alanis morissette

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1121398751637484632005-07-14T19:51:00.000-07:002005-07-14T20:49:19.073-07:00

i've changed the look of this page a bit, just for kicks. i decided rather than fiddling around with an entirely new template (and in the process, causing myself hours of frustration and unnecessary mental anguish--believe me, i've done it before), that i would simply alter the color scheme. i think i like it. atleast for now anyway. blue seems to be the color i'm most drawn to so i figure

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1121120992476268912005-07-11T14:48:00.000-07:002005-07-11T15:43:39.716-07:00

it's funny, i think about potential blog topics all the time. when something occurs to me, no matter how mundane, i think i really should write this down so i remember it later. sadly, i never do. then, when i'm finally in front of my computer late in the day, i'm clueless. and, i fear, quite trite. i groan at the notion of being trite.someone came into work today that i used to know about a

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1120163334057509782005-06-30T12:35:00.000-07:002005-06-30T13:40:40.110-07:00

i've decided that my favorite thing about myself is my ability to find happiness in small things. i literally can find joy in a good hamburger, or a 30 minute sitcom re-run, or a really nice hug. i look forward to those things, actually. they are what get me through the rough times, the times when i feel so unsure and helpless...my sister, mom and i ate dinner over a neighbor's house last

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1119906911885556812005-06-27T13:48:00.000-07:002005-06-27T14:18:13.593-07:00

everyone who knows me, knows i collect quotes. i subscribe to a few online mailing lists, and i received this one today:"Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something -- your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1119283787898168282005-06-20T09:09:00.000-07:002005-06-20T09:54:05.356-07:00

the title of this post comes from the chorus of the latest song by keane. i can't seem to get it out of my head. they remind me a lot of coldplay, but with a slightly different mood. i feel like everything is changing around me lately; everything is in a state of flux...very fluid and maleable. kind of like taffy. situations, intentions, and emotions are being pulled every which way and i

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1118839700129285492005-06-15T05:26:00.000-07:002005-06-15T06:10:10.416-07:00

so for some odd reason, i've woken up by 8am the last 3 days. this really doesn't make any sense for two very obvious reasons. one, i'm on "vacation" this week. who gets up early when they don't have to? and two, i love sleeping. absofuckinglutely LOVE it. what gives? i guess part of it is that i can't bear to waste the day away in bed when it's so sunny outside. but with this humidity,

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1118692903479100712005-06-13T12:44:00.000-07:002005-06-13T13:01:43.486-07:00

here's an example of irony at it's finest. i was sitting at my desk this morning, writing a new blog entry about leaving for california tomorrow, saying how i really need to get away and how my expectations for trips are always really high. then my phone rings. it's shelley from work telling me that marissa's mom called there to get my number. marissa isn't doing so well out there and is

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1118076834400506752005-06-06T08:59:00.000-07:002005-06-06T09:57:36.480-07:00

i went to a pretty dull wedding this past weekend. because i had no personal connection to either the bride or the groom (i went as mike's date, and nothing more), i was able to look at everything more objectively. it wasn't a very impressive ceremony or reception. everything seemed very thrown together, disorganized, and mediocre. the programs given out at the church were made of

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1117152740016154562005-05-26T16:49:00.000-07:002005-05-26T17:16:23.323-07:00

on my breaks at work, i often sit out in the cafe and watch people as they come in for coffee. today, i was sitting at my favorite table by the window and i noticed this little boy who had wandered away from his mother. the mother wasn't far off; she was just deciding on whatever dessert or lunch item to buy--but the little kid was teetering around, looking at everything that, i assume, seemed

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1116294998040267762005-05-16T18:27:00.000-07:002005-05-16T19:02:55.536-07:00

today was the first day in over a week that i didn't feel heavy with worry or anguish. it was really nice actually. we all know i've been a bit emotional lately, so when i get a break from that sometimes, i really revel in it. it's hard to explain, but i seemed to experience a shift in attitude today or something. i can't tell whether this is just a 24 hour thing, or whether i'm just making

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6265420.post-1115927060641743952005-05-12T12:00:00.000-07:002005-05-12T12:44:20.720-07:00

i have felt for a while now that my life exists in two distinct halves. i suppose that's normal, being that i'm 24 and in a very transitory stage, but lately i'm really struggling with it. 50% of me feels grown up and restless, trying to take the next leap into the "adult" segment of my life. but there is still that 50% of me that feels insecure and a bit frightened about everything ahead of

erinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05558281903777461579noreply@blogger.com