The Current Affairs of Erin and Rain

Dude. I was such a fuckin' whiner a ... year ago...

HOLY SHIT IT WAS A YEAR AGO WOW JEEESUS TAP DANCING CHRIST HOLY SHIT OH MY GAWD SHIT SHIT!!!!!!

Wow.

TIMEGOESBYSOFASTIAMSOFREAKEDOUTRIGHTNOWIDON'TWANNAGETOLDNOOOOOOFUCK.

Alrighty then.

Hi there.

We sorta abandoned this place, now didn't we?

I wish there was a way to set up e-mail notifications every time someone posts in a particular community. That would be nifty, and you'd find out about it, dearie.

If you read this anytime soon, let me know if you've talked to your boss about getting the first weekend of November off so you can come see me. I need to find out some other things, too, because in order to introduce you to Mr. Thomlinson, Mr. Welch, and Ms. Lundy, you'll have to arrive around 2:30, so you'll have to ditch school if you want to meet them, but you don't have to if you don't want to. I'd like you to be able to meet them before May, though. They won't have a whole lot of time for everyone at graduation. (Yes, you're invited, I almost forgot you and Leah both, but then I remembered and totally freaked out.)

Can you believe that in a little less than six months, Leah and I will be eighteen? And in a little over ten months, you'll be eighteen.

In two and a half years, I'll be TWENTY. HOLY SHIT.

Anywho, I'm going to take a shower and go bowling. Yay.

Happy New Year.

tihs is a tset to see if waht i hraed is ture. we wlil fnid out soon. it is vrey hrad to tpye lkie tihs. but if it wroks for me, too, i wlil be vrey exticed. yay and stfuf. it is hrad to deteimrne wihch letetrs i can mvoe wtihuot mesisng up the wohle wrod and maikng it unraedable. smoe wrods i cnanot do mcuh wtih. poo. bye.

poo.

i wanna go to the plaza.. poopy on you.

there. i have updated. stop fucking with me. dammit. fuck.

jesus christ.

sometimes i'm antisocial, okay? maybe i don't feel like talking right now.

i'm gonna be posting to my journal about the poetry thing i'm doing at kckcc in a bit.

just wanted to update here.

i have nothing to say, really.

i had a dream this morning. i was getting my hair cut short. i woke up and decided that i would miss my hair too much right now. i wouldn't mind a trim, though. and something new done to it. i'm tired of the same thing all the time.

do you think i should cut it?

and what should i do about chuck? he contacted me. it makes me a bit nervous.

my back's itchy. i'm going to go smoke, get offline, and take a bath so i can start getting ready for the poetry thing.

my vagina smells weird.

hey, erin - if your vagina wore clothes, what would it wear?

mine would wear yards and yards of dark, rich colored velvet, satin, and silk. and diamonds. and a soft floral perfume.

i stole that from the vagina monologues. i still have yet to find that website.

I just had one of the most touching conversations ever with Ben...

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He is soooo sweet:) I was almost crying when we were sittin here talkin...I'm too damned emotional...heh. I cry too easily, lol. Anyways, Imma go to bed now I think. I'll write more later:)

<3 Erin Marie

Damn, that was a REALLY long paragraph, lol!