house warming party was awesome. good contributions were made. meso soup, curry potatoes, hot spiced apple cider. games were played, a little too much of silent football. man, that game is brutal. i ditched it in favor of hanging out with nate and marcia in the kitchen. marcia got me a space age ant farm! it's so cool! now i just have to find ants ( Read more... )

people. house warming party at my house sunday night at 9. come earlier if you'ld like. potluck, games, music. for real.

also, you b-ham boys better wake up. i'm coming to your town 23rd-26th. it's party time. erika style. word.

today at work i had to put out some rolls in a basket on our shelf. when i got out there one of the delivery guys who happened to be delivering at the time said "hey erika. what brings you out here?"
me-"the rolls."
him-"it's always the rolls." then under his breath he says "i'm so jealous."
i laughed. dudes are so weird.

my friend mikee just sent this to me on myspace. i thought it was pretty funny ( Read more... )

another week gone by. instead of hurting myself i got sick. sneezy snotty coughing head weighs fifty pounds kind of sick. it's real dumb. slept in until 1:30 today. couldn't stand up without a headache and a dizzy spell. man i'm weak. at least i got to go to an awesome corn maze on sunday before the worst of my sick set in. i went with the tania ( Read more... )

so i'm on some sort of consistent schedule for hurting myself this month. on monday i smashed my right hand real bad in a newspaper dispenser. one week exactly since i busted my knee open. i thought i broke something, but it turns out i just bruised the hell out of it. there's a big purple bruise going from the right side of my wrist all the way ( Read more... )

this morning when i got to work i was walking to the back room to go upstairs to eat breakfast and a super goth devil worshiper came around the corner. black lipstick, thick black eyeliner, black ankle length trench coat, long long black hair. even 666 writen in black across her forehead. i assumed by the basket in her hand that she was doing her ( Read more... )

p.s. my parents are taking harmonica lessons and it makes the dog howl.

"because it tastes like blood." she said with a gentle sneer on her perfect lips. "why is it your favorite ( Read more... )

damn it. i fell down again. and this time it was a doozy. scraped up my right knee, and my left ankle, and totally gashed open my left knee. real blood dude. real blood. nurse cowman patched me up and nurse maring fed me ice cream. i didn't cry. i was mostly just pissed off at myself. i've been falling down a lot lately and i'm getting real sick of ( Read more... )