In-die-p

As it turns out, creepy guys who hit on you and your friends can be quite useful! I just got several incredible cd's from my friend Sara, which she had borrowed from our pal. He has great taste in music, and a plethra of glorious indie bands in his cd collection.
Here are some groups whose albums I have now:
John Vanderslice
The Long Winters
Corrina Repp
The Mountain Goats
Graves
Neva Dinova
Noise for Pretend
Reclinerland
All-Time Quarterback

I also got another Cursive album (I adore them). I'm in indie heaven!!!!!!!! Check these bands out, if you're into this music; they're beautiful.

Pardon Me

Well, the biggest shopping day of the year didn't turn out as insane as I expected. I worked til 11 pm, and from 6 pm on, there were hardly any customers. So for like the last hour, this kid I work with (Justin) and I quizzed each other on rock songs... Who played this song and such. He was pretty good, and I was glad to have a rival at this sort of competition.
Tonight was the 60th birthday party of my friend's dad, and a bunch of kids were there who I really don't hang out with much anymore. It was kind of depressing, because everyone there was saying' "Oh, Erin, I never see you any more," and stuff like that. I was like, wow, I have lost a lot of close friends. It was a sad evening.
I have to work at 7 am tomorrow! Ewww..
In other news:
Donnie! I found you a sweater!!! I'm not kidding. If I get it for you, will you wear it?

Now Playing: Pardon Me (acoustic version*) - Incubus (On Sam's iTunes)
*Incubus makes beautiful acoustic recordings- also check out "I Miss You."

Happy Thanksgiving, everybody. I'm currently posting on Sam's incredibly sexy computer. I have to work tomorrow, 2-11 at Mervyn's. It's going to be insane. I hope I don't see anyone get killed, battling it out for a pair of $15 shoes...

The Day's End

Here's a recap of my day:
5:00 am - go to sleep
7:00 am - wake up
7:30 am - class starts
8:30 am - hand in research paper
10:00 am - class dismissed
11:00 am til 2:15 pm - nap
4:00 pm - pick my friend up off the side of the road and give her a ride to work (breaking 6 month rule)
4:30 pm - find 3 more friends on side of road, help them escape the scene of a crime (stolen donut) (breaking 6 month rule again)
4:45 pm - guitar playing
6:15 pm - informative lecture on Warhammer
7:00 pm - Preston's birthday dinner at Vinny's
10:20 pm - receive call from mall security requesting i pick up my stranded friend
10:30 pm - pick up Rachel from the mall (breaking 6 month rule again)
11:20 pm - go way too in-depth for an unneccessarily long blog post

I Did It!

Well, that only took about 3 hours. If anyone wants to read my 6 page research paper on Radio Frequency Identification and Government Tracking of Products and People,let me know and i'll email it to ya. Not really sure why anyone would want to read it, but whatever.
It is most definitely almost 4:15 in the a.m. and I am not tired at all.
Sam bet me a dollar he'd stay up later than me. He'll probably win.
Nighty night!

Procrastination Kills

T-minus 9 hours until I have to be at school, completed English project in hand.
I have one of 8 pages completed.
This is my Junior project- a research paper on some sort of ethical, political, or social change, somewhat related to Brave New World. The subject of my paper is radio frequency identification (little i.d. tags embedded in products like Adam's moleskine), and their misuse, like tracking people and all that creepiness.
Should turn out pretty well.
I'll have it done by tomorrow, and if anyone wants to read it and tell me how it is (although it will be too late to change it), that'd be great.
I have ingested 6 shots of espresso, so I should be good without sleep.
You all have pleasant dreams, though. Wish me luck!

Free at Last

Joyful moment of the day: As of Tuesday, as many of you know, Dustin Rotbart is back in town! I was ecstatic to see him today, and there was talk of a Taboo party happening soon.

Last night was another spontaneous burst of awesome. My cousin, Raquel stayed over with me, and she and I hung out with Heather and Jenny. The 4 of us dropped by Donnie Jeter's place of employment to say "hello" and chat for a bit.
Coincidentally, a couple of our friends pulled up at the same time, and we ended up hanging out with them. One of the guys drives a Subaru Legacy wagon almost identical to mine, bands' stickers and all. I told him that our cars are going to make babies together. If I could figure out a way for that to happen, the offspring would probably be the pimpest ride ever to exist. And by pimp, I don't mean gangster. I mean dope/phat.

Theme music for the day: Ben Kweller - On My Way

Good Day

Friday was all in all a pretty awesome day.
Started out with having 1 class, which got over at 10:00, so I got to come home and shower and all that and then I met up with my friends Heather and Jenny after they got out of school at 2:30.
I brought with me Jenny's birthday present from me; a brown t-shirt with the words "I shred the cello" on the front and a homemade Weezer =w= on the sleeve. (For those of you who don't know, the whole cello-shredding thing is a play off a Weezer song, "El Scorcho"). Best birthday present ever. I ironed the letters on myself.
We looked around for cd's and movies for a while, then headed into Jacksonville.
"Man," we said, "it's 5:00 on a Friday night and we have nothing to do..."
So we decided to have a chick-flick movie night.
We went to Hollywood video and rented "Fever Pitch" "Alfie" and "Alex & Emma".
Then we went to Taco bell, where this random guy gave us 20 bucks for being "some of the realest girls he's ever met." It was crrrazy.
So we grabbed some snackage and went back into J'ville to watch said movies. On the way down the Bellinger hill into Jacksonville, Heather put her car in nuetral and we rolled as far as we could, and we made it like 20 ft. from a stop sign.
Jenny was in the front seat, so she got out and pushed, then I did, then Heather. We made it to the stop sign and hopped back in the car, and Jenny fully shut her door on my hand. Like, my fingers were stuck in her door. I shook it off though, cause i'm invincible- Jenny thought she cut off my fingers though, and she felt really bad.
So the night continued on with some romantic comedies and then some sweet slumber.
It was a great day.

She's crafty

I've really got to start posting during the daytime, rather than practically midnight every night...
Let's see; a large percentage of my friends are probably about to watch Harry Potter right now- luckies. I am here at home, alone. Online. ::Sigh::
I have come to realize, though, that I function best late at night... I may not accomplish "worthwhile" or "cool" things, but I have made some pretty awesome crafts at night, ie a pair of duct-tape shoes, an altered Minor Threat t-shirt, several mix cd's, and I once even wrote out the lyrics to an entire Brand New song on the cardboard photo that comes inside frames when you buy them... It was a picture of a sunset on a beach. Then my friend dropped it and broke the glass. I still have it though, and you can see the cracks in the glass. Yeah.
I bought a pair of pants for about $6.50 today. I heart my employee discount.
So, yeah... Uneventful times. I'll get back to you.

I sure know how to pick 'em

I guess my ex-boyfriend does meth now. That's fantastic. He was not a bad kid when I dated him... a little angsty, drank every now and then, and possibly anorexic, but a fairly ok kid. When we broke up, I guess he went downhill. Fast.
Another one of my ex's was recently expelled from school for bringing brass knuckles. This is hilarious, because he wouldn't actually fight someone, he just likes to make fun of gangsters.
I'm feeling a little like Ross from "Friends." Except none of my ex-boyfriends have become lesbians...
Oh well. I'll probably just end up alone. Here's a list of reasons why:
-I complain a lot.
-I am sarcastic all the time. (I have made people cry.)
-I'm a nerd.
-My standards are too high.
-Apparently I drive people to severe addictions.

I just need to find someone who appreciates my lack of everything.

Battle of the Bands

Alright, here it is: the grand plan.

For our senior projects (yeah, a year from now), my friend Jenny and I will be attempting to set up and run a state-wide "Battle of the Bands" or "BOTB," as we in the business call it. It would be a huge undertaking, and we have a lot to figure out, so we are probably going to be getting started on it very early (like now...).
These are the things we need to do, and our current plans (if any) for them.
1. Get funding. Local music stores? Musichead, Larry's Music, etc., plus maybe KROG and KZZE, and as many others as possible.
2. Find venue, rent venue. Thinking Medford Armory... not sure of the capacity, though.
3. Get prizes. Here is what is probably the biggest part... How do we get the bands interested? If dreams come true, we want to get some independent record labels to offer a deal to the winner. Perhaps just a cash prize?
4. Get bands. Launching a full-frontal attack via (ugh) Myspace; hopefully road-trippin' around Oregon to find some good prospects.
5. Auditions and actual performance. We're thinking we'll ask each band to play 1 original song and 1 cover, the purpose of the cover song being that if they are some crazy jam-band, we can see if they have actual talent.
5 1/2. Get an audience! How much for admission? How can we publicize?
6. Profit (our fingers are crossed). Usually senior projects that generate a profit give to some sort of charitable deal... Where would our money go?

This will pretty much be the most kickass thing ever to land in Medford, if it happens. Any words of advice would be appreciated...
Thanks.

Noooooo

Damn you, Nine Inch Nails! You are taking over the world and making my life a living hell!
I had a lot of fun this summer listening to Sam call KROG and say, "Hey, you're playing this shit again."
I felt like at least they heard us. But damn it, I was watching videos on Fuse, and there they are again! That same effing NIN song "there is no you/ there is only me"...
I didn't have any music in my room, so i figured Fuse was a good choice. And there was a good run, with some Foo and some Franz, then out of nowhere it was back to the shitfest that is new NIN.
I'm a disgruntled viewer.
I then changed the channel to vh1classic, and watched some hair metal videos. Kickass.

Just found out my tags on my license plate are expired... Thank god i haven't been pulled over yet... Now I gotta go spend $40 or whatever and replace them.
I can't breathe through my nose and I have to have my mouth like all the way open to inhale. My eyelids weigh about 10 lbs. each. I'm tired. I have to write an 8 page paper by Friday. Dammit.
Hope you're having a good day!

Derailed

Yesterday I saw Derailed for $2.50 at the White shitty theatres. The awesomeness of the movie compensated for the setting (so did the price of the tickets).
This is the new thriller starring Clive Owen (rarr) and Jennifer Aniston (still hot). I loved it. Plot:
Charles (Owen) and Lucinda (Aniston) are both married. They meet on a train, and develop a relationship that quickly leads to an affair. Before anything serious happens between them, though, they are attacked, and this attacker continues blackmailing them for more money, which Charles can't spare because his family was saving it for his diabetic daughter's operation! Enter: Crazy twist!
Go see this movie. I was way impressed. Great writing, great acting. Four out of 5 stars.

Wooo!

Happy Birthday Jenny!
I loooooove youuuuuu.
Now I shall attempt to drive home.
I'm fuckin gonna die.

Poetry

We're finally starting to get in to the poetry segment in English class. Today we spent the period making poems out of snippits of other poems. The last assignment of the day was to take the line that was given to you and form your own poem around it. You could change the tense, and move the words around, but you had to incorporate it somehow.
The quote I chose to use was "Nights disappear like bruises, but nothing is healed."
Here's my kickass poem:

i've been sleepless for weeks now
something holds my eyes open
my soul is searching, seeking and
won't let me rest till i have found something.

the days fade into nights
and the nights disappear like bruises
only when a bruise is gone, there's no more pain,
and with me, nothing was healed.

Watch out now! You've just been ANGSTed! I rule!

The Format

"Interventions and Lullabies" by The Format has to be one of the strangest albums to come around in a while. I know it was released way back in '03, but I have been listening to it a lot lately, and I think it deserves a review by a music snob like me.
I love this album. Although all the songs have similarities to each other, I just can't get tired of them. The musical styling in and of itself is unique, to say the least... Sometimes like a country-blues sound underneath a very light, happy melody... Sometimes beautiful acoustic guitar, sometimes just a fantastic indie-ish mood.
But what's more astounding to me is the heavy lyrics carried in these happy-sounding songs. Example: "Tie the Rope"- without the lyrics it would be pretty upbeat, but damn, there's some emotional content. "Just tie the rope and kick the chair/ Leave me hanging there, gasping for air/ Yeah, don't mind me three feet from the ceiling."
I have two favorite songs on this cd:
1: "Sore Thumb," which is a painful song about, what else, lost love. "So please just leave/ you dont mean that much to me/ You keep the ring, I'll take those
Saturdays in bed// cause i know you need them/ as for me its nothing new just another two years." ...Tear...
2: "On Your Porch," which brings me to tears almost every time. It opens with "I was on your porch/ the smoke sank into my skin/ so I came inside to be with you// And we talked all night/ about everything we could imagine/ cause come the morning I'll be gone// And as our eyes start to close/ I turn to you, and I let you know/ that I love you." It features great lyrics and an amazing picked acoustic guitar riff.
So once again, I love this album. You should too.

Overcorrections and Loss of Control

So, um, I should have died today. You can all thank your lucky stars that I'm still here. I must still have a purpose to serve.
Today, I was riding with my friends Sara and Jenny in Sara's new/used Taurus. We had just left Jenny's house, out near Ruch, and pulled out onto highway 238. It had been raining all day, so the road was mighty slick, and, well, Sara pretty much sucks at driving. Bad combo. She started screwing with her stereo, and when she looked up, we were headed towards the ditch on our right. So she tried to straighten out, overcorrected, and ended up in the other lane headed straight into oncoming traffic. She then proceeded to overcorrect again, and we went off the road.
By all laws of physics and gravity and all that shit, we should have flipped over and died. We basically jumped over a 3 foot ditch, and landed on a huge empty field.
A little shaken up, but we were okay. Jenny and I got out of the car and Sara tried to drive over to the driveway at the edge of the field, but she got stuck in another ditch in the middle of it.
So after about a half an hour, Jenny's dad and uncle got us towed us out.
Then I drove back into Jacksonville, because I wasn't too confident in Sara's driving skills. All's well that ends well, eh?

"Heathers"

I don't know how many of you are fans of products of the eighties, but sweet jesus, if you haven't seen this movie, you must. "Heathers" stars Winona Ryder (as Veronica) and Christian Slater (as J.D.). Veronica is a member of "the most powerful clique" at Westerburg High, which is basically her and 3 girls named Heather, who are all "mega-bitches".
Veronica toys with the idea that her life would be better without the evil Heathers, but when the badass, trenchcoat-sporting J.D. comes into the picture, it's not just an idea anymore.
The movie bears some amazing quotes such as "Did you eat a brain tumor for breakfast?" and "Fuck me gently with a chainsaw!" and "Dear Diary, my teen angst bullshit has a body count."
It's pretty twisted, but in that not-really-too-dark-cause-it-was-the-eighties-and-no-one-was-that-messed-up-yet way that oh so many classics are.
Watch it.

No Breaks

No work for the past 2 days. I had some free time to... work. Packing up all my old stuff from my mother's house, which was empty and freezing cold. Before I went there, I picked up a chai latte from Dutch Bros. which I forgot about after a few minutes in the old house... After my chai was cold, and I rediscovered it, I was severely disheartened, considering there was no way to heat it back up. So I held it in front of the electric fireplace. And then I drank cold chai out of a hot paper cup.
Then I drove around in the rain listening to Death Cab's "Forbidden Love EP," which is wonderful rainy day music, by the by.

Have you ever kind of wished your brakes would go out just so you could see what everyone else would do while you were sliding down the street uncontrollably?
I haven't... I was just putting that out there...

Crash

Jesus Christ! I just watched Crash for the second time and it was just as effing amazing. I know Donnie already talked it up, but seriously, this movie is a must see. Great scott, I want to cry my eyes out.

Another new blogger

My best friend Jenny Dale has just set up a blogger account. There's not much up yet, but expect greatness.
http://shredthecello.blogspot.com

Mmmmmeeehhhhhhh

I am on the verge of spontaneous combustion... Although I don't know if it really will be spontaneous if I'm expecting it. But seriously; I just ate half of a plate of Chicken Parmigiana from Olive Garden and then had some decadent white chocolate cheesecake with raspberry sauce a la Marie Calenders. Gooo! I was overwhelmed by a wave of deliciousness!
Unfortunately, the result of this binge is that I will be sitting by the bathroom for a long time awaiting vomit.

This is Halloween

Happy Halloween, everyone...
I don't know if any of you have ever been to the mall on Halloween, but there are about 70 thousand kids there running free on sugar-highs, getting candy from every single store and food court restaurant. It was like I was trapped in some child molester's fantasty.
After work I went to Ashland again with hopes of not being stuck at the house giving candy to small children. I must say that I was disappointed at how few people understood my kickass costume: Emo kid.
It was delightful. I wore a white t-shirt I made on Friday afternoon, on which I drew a scarf and a messenger bag with various drawn-on patches such as "Hot Topic is for Sellouts," "Myspace Rules," and "Ohio is for Lovers." I also included some sweet drawings of buttons that read "My Soul is Black," "Senses Fail," and "I Hate Bush." I rocked the lenseless glasses on Friday night at a party, plus I put wax in my hair and pulled it in front of my face in a very angsty manner, carried a coffee thermos, and an empty pack of cigarettes. I'll post some pictures when I can... I really ought to set up a Flickr account. I'll get on that asap.
Don't forget:
Hoy es el dia de los muertos!!!!