lance bass gets head from a monk.
i started new meds yesterday, and restarted old ones after going off them for a few weeks just to see (i didn’t really see a diff one way or the other, but who knows). my stomach is raising holy hell. i don’t know if it’s related or […]
i didn’t sleep well last night. light, on and off. (the sleep, not the ceiling light.) i had a lot of dreams: in one i was a fish or a frog or some other aquatic creature, swimming towards shafts of sunlight filtering through murk, trying to save.. someone. the water was […]
baker college still has openings in their 6-week emt class that gabe is taking. so it would appear that fate wants me to learn about the human body and how to fix it, or at least how to stabilize it. i need to make a decision in the next week or so whether […]
it’s been a productive day. i got up at 830a, showered, had my bowl of cereal, wrote two deadline stories, emailed them in, made a bunch of phone calls, deposited some checks, was a functional human. then i ran to the car dealership to get my license plate, which they didn’t have, and […]
monkey got hacked. now i’m hacking around figuring out how to upload my pages. totes obno.
today i:
- did the nytimes crossword puzzle while on the elliptical at the gym
- returned the cd boombox to circuit shitty for a refund of $54.11
- ate a #14 plus mustard at jimmy johns
- contemplated getting a tattoo but the store was closed
- learned to drive stick
- got my best score ever on pinball
- enjoyed […]
gabe and i went to dinner last night at grandma’s. uncle jonny et al were there. dinner was overcooked. they liked jordan. blah blah.
for some reason, it amuses me that their oldest kid doesn’t like me (and that the middle one likes to inform me of that). oh well, the […]
okay, ow. all gym and no stretching make erin go something something.
but it hurts good.
earlier in the week shelly’s cousin mark (craaaaaaaaaaaaazy mark!) took us up in a tiny little cessna. he’s a pilot for delta. he’s craaaaaaaaaaazy (mark!). and with all my plane fear, i somehow felt okay, because i […]
jordan is perfect in every way. oh yes. yes yes. yeah yeah.
gabe and i went to THE GYM this morning before the jordan purchase. i am a lean, mean muscle machine.
okay, i am neither lean, nor mean, nor muscle, nor a machine. allow me my hyperbole.
anyway the gym is fun. i […]
jordan, or “might be jordan” as gabe feels he should be called, is MINE for $12k out the door including title, taxes and plates.
w000000000000000000t.
(i could ride jordan all night long. and all day, too.)
oppsie1: oh no!
oppsie1: barry watson!
oppsie1: he has THE CANCER
eliz1177: i knowwwwww
eliz1177: very sad.
oppsie1: i’d hate to be the maid who has […]
