How it All Works
It seams that my computer is still somewhat malfunctioning. It is kinda screwy..I don't really know what is wrong yet. At least I got it running again, those hours hunched over my keyboard are still worth something huh?

The semester is coming to an end; I think there are about 5 and 1/2 more weeks left in the semester...Thank god. Summer plans anyone? It is now time to batten down the hatches and ride out the storm. For me that means no more slacking off and starting to put some real attention into school. Last semester I didn't do shit and I got a 3.00 so hopefully this semester, I did Some work I promise, I hope I will have at least a 3.8. Yay for GPA bolstering.

I don't really have time to write a long Blog so I will try to keep it short; I really should be studying for midterms and all.

.this.just.in

I had an amazing thought and have just acquired an excellent money making idea and I am in the process of implementing it. Also, I am still feeling under the weather, making it hard to want to do things.

Earlier today I had an interesting conversation with Honi (I see her Mondays and Wednesday only). She seems to think that women are more creative than men and what ensued was a mock argument (at least on my end) about sexism and gender bias. I thought it was mildly fun and mildly amusing.

.makin'.da.bank

I have reorganized my petition thingee and have hired a couple of people to "help" me. Really they will be just getting people to sign the petitions for an hourly wage. This allows me to keep all the "profits." I am being paid by the signature, so more for me. Don't we all like growth?

.in.closing

I really should be doing other things so I will leave you with a simple explanation...

"If I hadn't done any of the things I have done in my lifetime, would I have not influenced millions of people."
-Me

Remember everything is cyclical.

Brought to you by: Erin and The Committee to Promote Weight Loss Programs for Americans. Did you know that over 81% of Americans are overweight or obese? Fucking Fatasses! I'm glad I am not in that 81 percent.
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Take That...I Beat You
Woohoo...I have the good old computer running again. It just took some tinkering. It was the BIOS and I did spank it.. Good and hard that is.

Well, I was talking to a friend of mine Honi yesterday, while sticking, sorting and messing around with labels for art event postcards, when she provoked my thought processes... It is strange how someone who you know so casually can sometimes make you think so much. She made me think about how I am really and truly lost here in Humboldt county...More on this later.

She also made me think about love, life and the small things that we all must go through. I hope that this friendship will deepen. It is always hard to have good friends (and just friends) who are women because that damn sex thing almost always seems to pop up (pun intended). In this situation we are spared that pain, Honi is married.

San Francisco was a success, sort of. I am tired of people mucking around with my business, you know fucking my plans up. This is an increasing trend in my life and I am fucking pissed off about it. I just can't stand when you have something in your mind as the way you want to do something and then someone changes it all or tries to change parts of and it just serves to mess everything up. Who thinks I should just go become a hermit?

On a side note, I am also fed up with people who do not have a backbone. Come on people don't be chicken shits here grow a BUCKING backbone. I am not naming names. heh heh protecting the guilty.

I have stopped writing. I got sick again..Somehow. It really isn't bad, my doctor says he thinks it is a allergy. In all fairness that's what I told him I thought it was so... Anyway, I am just feeling really lethargic and I don't really want to do anything. I haven't been to the gym in forever and I think I might have lost the small gains I made, oh well. I always have more time don't I, wait I forgot about my 3 month deal *rolls eyes* -sigh- oh well.

Hopefully, in the near future I will be able to start writing again at least in a small fashion. I know I just said I started writing again, shit these things go in cycles. Talk to me in a few days I will probably be blabbering about some new fascinating idea about something that would make a great film.

.film

On the subject of film, I almost went and saw The Dreamers down in the bay area, looks really sexy. Did I mention it is French and NC-17, perfect for Erin. I will probably rent it, maybe with K.

.random.thoughts

I just came across this Picture. I think it is really cool. The picture really couldn't be called pornography (no genitals in action)and it couldn't be called a picture without emotion, yet it moves me nonetheless. I don't exactly know how but it does.


.music

wow, I know I haven't posted a blog lately so I think I need a change of obsession. I am currently addicted to "The Unforgiven II" by Metallica. I have just become (again), as of this second, addicted to "Rape Me" by Nirvana. I dedicate this song to that special someone.

I have found I am like Isaac Gershwin of Gershwin & Gershwin (composers of music in the 1930) I am in love with someone; however I don't know who she is.

.fuckupdate

I am thinking of inviting K down to the city in a couple of weekends from now; I think she would enjoy it and I know I would enjoy it. All you of people who are not from the bay area, the city is San Francisco.

Also in the fuckupdate, I miss S, actually I miss both the Ss. Yah there were two of them. One this year and one last, both had great breasts. Okay that was mildly shallow I know but I still like them. No, we didn't break up or anything that was probably because with both Ss we never actually went out it was more of a fucking (making love) thing. The I am speaking about now is the S of this year. It is funny how things turn out.

I am becoming more vocal in my sexploits (at least blog wise), hee hee. Honi said that's what people REALLY want to read about. Are you getting enough Honi? Just kidding.

I did promise lots of gratuitous sex didn't I?

.attraction

This is a new little sub-heading, I just thought I would share with you, my readers, the chicks who I am attracted to at this moment.

Well there is this really hot blonde in my Music 12 (popular music circa 1950) class who I am thinking of hitting on. I just noticed her, maybe she is new or something. It is awesome, she has style without dressing slutty. Working on that connection eh?

Hey, I always have to be thinking about at least three chicks (women) at the same time or I feel weird.

.nude.people.rawk

I borrowed the sub-title from inna, I am not paying you royalties, just playing. Anyway, I went around most of last Sunday (March 27th) without pants on, just boxers and damn was it fun. Some friends and I went to the beach, multiple stores and the casino and to all of these places we went: me without pants, oh ya. I am thinking of starting a trend: all boxers, all the time.

Honi says she will pay me $10 if I come to the College of the Redwoods in just boxers for an entire day, sounds like a good deal to me. The whole Sunday boxers only experience was fucking awesome; I will be doing it a lot more often. I heard it is sexi, like Porsches.

Brought to you by: Erin and The Committee to Enforce Mandatory Masturbation. Everyone should love themselves every once and a while.
- posted by Erin @ 7:48 PM |

 
Back Up Whatcho' Got? Whatcho' Got?
Bing...Cherry vanilla. I am feeling kind of gangsta'rae at the moment. I don't exactly know why but fuck it, I am feelin good. I am ready to bust my pistols baby. I am feeling Machiavellian. Now where did I park my iced out Escalade? *looks around*

.beanz
My bicep size has went up a 1/4 of an inch in 2 weeks so i am stoked. I am feelin large, though you can always be bigger right? I actually should have gone to the gym earlier this even; however, I was just too fucking tired. I am really working on my upper body.

In the next few weeks I will begin to supplement with Vanadyl Sulfate and possibly Creatine. I really am going for the largest size I can achieve, while still not looking like a prune with a small head that is. You know the senario where the athletes body is to large for his head, that shit just looks weird.

.sign.now.bitch
I have just became a petitioner. You know getting people to sign issues they don't really understand, that kind of thing. I was in front of Costco earlier today and I asked a chick "excuse me could you spare a second," I followed with "We are trying to keep local taxes local, in the community." Do you know what she said "NO THANKS". I guess she wants her local tax money to go to Texas. Voters are so fucking stupid. It is funny.

I also got kicked off Eureka Natural foods property which surprised me; I am calling the owners to complain. I usually shop at their store so it upsets me that they are not doing their share to promote the political process. Speaking of getting kicked of property Costco also kicked me off. *shakes head* It makes me feel very unhopeful for the proper results this November.

.music
Current addiction: The Transplants "Down in Oakland." They fucking rock. Also on the small glass mirror on my coffee table (razor blade not included): Beethoven - "Fur Elise", 2Pac - the entire "All Eyez on Me" Album, Evanesence - "My Immortal", Nelly - "Airforce Ones", and Lil' Flip - "Rollin on 20s."

.fuck
This word is just so awesome. I am saying to myself as I write this and I just have to say Fuck (The F word) is just so amazing and very versatile. I think everyone should use it more, it is underused by churchgoers, Christians, grocery store attendants, police officers, your mother, and many more people, including little children. They should use the word more too. I you don't agree with me than fuck you.

I would like to quote one of music professors, "in the course of this semester I might use some vulgarity as a teaching tool, also some vulgarity may pop up in the excerpts of songs that we listen to; if you get offended by vulgarity such as this, well then you can fuck off." Quite a profound statement isn't it?

.my.good.vestments
I desperately need to do some shopping for clothes. I haven't got my shopping fix, you know that high you get when you find that awesome $85 shirt that goes with your $75 pants. Ya, I haven't had that since early January, curse that Macy's is not in my immediate area. I think I am want some new Sean John or Rocawear shit. And I am defiantly looking for some new DKNY and Claiborne.

I have also got a hankering for a new pair of shoes to add to my collection. I am looking at these spiffy black square toes for $150, oo baby. Shoes are sexy. Yes I do have a substance abuse problem, footwear. I am very choosy when it comes to footwear though so blue Puma's are not going to cut it (inside joke).

.PORSCHE
Spring is back baby....The Porsche is coming out the garage. I need to spruce it up for summer trolling, for hootchies that is. I am so glad that is finely getting sunny on a regular basis, it means I can take the top off without a fear of being berated with a hail of rain drops and getting my precious leather interior wet. A thought on the interior, I should really think about replacing my carpet all through; I am thinking of a factory black.

I still want to put some banging subs in the rear jumps seats, it is a 911 Targa so it doesn't really have a back seat. I came up with this great design idea for some awesome looking woofer boxes, all leather covered and match my interior perfectly and shit.

.in.stock
Fuck yes it is. I am going to start investing in stocks. It is something I have been wanting to do for a while now so I think this would definitely be an appropriate time to dabble in the stock market. Also, the market isn't super turbulent at the moment which translates into less risk for me. I found a great stock broker. Scottrade is only $7 a trade, that is an industry low. Totally awesome price. If anyone wants to start dabbling in stock as well, I would recommend at least investigating Scottrade.

.free.(pants).associate.(sex)
I am going to try a free association section where I just write shit that comes to my head. It is mildly random, but whatever.

I was thinking If a sign says "No Shirt, No Shoes, No Service," does that mean Pants are optional? This brings us to my second question are pants always mandatory in all social situations. I think I might try going somewhere with no pants on and see what people say/think. Oh before I go on that little expedition I will be requesting people to send me bail money.

On the subject of pants, I think everyone's pants should come off a lot more. If everything is driven by sex I am not seeing that a lot of people are having it. I think everyone who is qualified to have sex should fuck at least once every week. I think we might have to come up with a better means of birth control if we initiate that.

There are some people that just shouldn't have sex, they just pose to much a risk if they get pregnant and fuck up the gene pool. The Darwin Awards are helping us rid ourselves of these people or is it the people who are helping us. Who knows, no really who knows- go ask her.

You know what is fucking annoying the Blogger Spell Checker doesn't recognize proper words. Senario is one that it seems to have a real problem with. Shitty Inferior Technology, or is that inferior engineers.

If your reading this right now...Take Your Pants Off. You know you will like it. Note: I would not recommend following my advice if your in a public place as I will not be taking any responsibility for your public nudity charges.

Brought to you by: Erin and The Committee to Promote Da' Tap Dat Ass Campaign.
- posted by Erin @ 12:00 AM |

 
New Friends...Again
We have new friends to The Metrosexual. The first of the new friends blogs is The Jaeger Files by Elle (Jaeger). I am not sure how Elle found me and my bathroom wall; however, I am glad it happened. Jaeger Files is awesome so check it out now.

The Second is A New York Girl by Inna, she is really funny everyone should check out her site. You better add me Inna. The Third and final new friend is Fuck Everthing writer Sagara Sousuke. This is the weirdest blog I have ever read but it is fucking awesome. Check it out.

An oldie but goodie is The Compendium. Writing credit: Darrel. Get down wit your bad self dude.

.update
New links and what-not should be up as soon as humanly possible. Do I see a new layout coming? Maybe.

Brought to you by: Erin - Da' Man Wit Da Plan and a PORSCHE.
- posted by Erin @ 10:50 AM |

 
Even the Score
Wow, now we don't ever need to put the seat down again. Thanks to the Magic Cone. Watch the How to Video Here. I am totally sure we will see these little paper trinkets popping up in the little 25 cent machines in women's bathrooms all over the world. Isn't it quite phalic? Oh, did I mention it makes a great gift?

The good thing is that it will result in a lower use of telephone booths in Manhattan.

.nude people
So I have been doing that research I was telling you all about; however, I think I will have to wait until later this week to do the "hands on" research. This is due to the unavailability of a certain someone, she shall be known as K. More nude people info coming soon.

.music
Addiction is a horrible thing. My current addiction musically speaking is "bidibodi bidibu" by Dj Bubbles. It is the techno in the Porsche scene in the film Super Troopers.

Paid for by: Erin and The Magic Cone "Chicks with paper dicks."
- posted by Erin @ 11:33 PM |

 
ah an idea hits
.idea
I have just had the formation of a very interesting potential idea. It is astounding the timing of these things. If you have the same small piece of an idea come popping into your repeatedly does that mean it is time to take it seriously? I thinks so. Also is the dot.com dead?

.music
I am currently addicted to Metallica's Unforgiven II. Okay, I am probably addicted to other musical choices as well, namely toxic; however, I really would not like to go into that at this moment.

.fuck.them
Fuck those Israeli fucks, and their Jewish religion to boot. Read about what they did here.

.end
I probably wouldn't have wrote a blog at this hour even though I am awake, but the Israeli's really pissed me off and I got that great buisness opportunity idea. I had to share it with someone and everyone I know is asleep.

.coming.soon
expect something about naked people coming soon. I will be doing heavy research on this topic in the upcoming week.

Brought to you by: Erin and paid for by the kindness of Google's advertising dollars. Oh and my blood, sweat and tears.
- posted by Erin @ 3:52 AM |

 
We Gots People Commin
It is early and my spring break starts tomorrow- what else can I say?

Update:
In the very near future my little old blog should be getting a large amount of hits okay maybe I am overshooting a little bit. In any event my blog should get at least a few new hits. As everyone who reads this has seen I have updated the look a little (look to the right). I am also planning major updates in layout/template. I know, I know- I am addicted. I have been going to many other blogger's sites and "recruiting" them for linkage. I only put the very best on my blog too, so feel privileged.

.for.all.the.new.readers.
If you haven't heard yet I am going to be a filmmaker. Don't give me any of that "oh your never going to make it" crap either. I know that I am going to do it and that is that. I am still questing away for that "connection." The going is getting easier and I am currently attempting to further my "connectionism." If you ever thought that you could fly this is the time to try. I don't know where that came form but it fits perfectly to the above subject. I will have more for you new readers later on. If you really want to know more , though it is not going to give you much, you can check out my past posts.

.connect
On the subject of Brooke, I have no idea where she has got to; however I hope she has not died. I think I saw her a couple days ago, but I was in a hurry and could not stop to find it out if it was indeed her. Oh well. I have not given up on her. She is still in consideration, maybe not, who knows. There are others, oh yes- there are others. There are always others.

.dream
I had the weirdist dream last night. I can't remember exactly what it was about, but I have scribbled preliminary ideas in my "script log" and I am thinking it has the potential to be a film. Weird huh? On the subject of dreams, Marissa has really gotten me into thinking about dreams, as potential filmmaking ideas that is. She has a shit load of ideas on dreams she has had and how she thinks they would make good films or at least aspects of films. I tend to agree on some of her dreams.

.life
I am loving at the moment. Who would have know. I am on a really weird sleep cycle and I am addicted to The Modern Gentlemen. Now I don't need tips on how to act. I just saw this book on the shelf at Borders and had to pick it up. It was either this or "Bad Girl Poetry." It is great. It has a classic style about it that reminds me of Fred Astaire and Old Blue Eyes with a modern spin on them, it is awesome. I recommend it for all who would like to be or already are gentlemen.

.music
I am currently addicted to "High Roller" by Crystal Method, "Someday" by Nickelback, Toxic by Britney, and Symphony no. 40 by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart.

I have vowed not to end this blog with: "I wish I had more to say" or "okay well I am tired, so I am going to sleep," instead I will end it with a badass quote and of course the brought to you by statement.

"When a woman becomes a scholar there is usually something wrong with her sexual organs."
-Friedrich Nietzsche

Thank You America and Goodnight!

Brought to you by: Erin and The Committee To Fuck Bush. Vote in November People.

- posted by Erin @ 3:45 AM |

 
Anachronism at Its Best
It seems that whenever I should be writing a speech I am writing a Blog. This Blog post is displaced out of the chronological placement of time and thus its name.

This is in response to certain events that transgressed Friday of last week and Monday of this week. I just don't understand some people’s misguided and misshapen ethical views. You people might think that the issues I am responding to are trivial; however, they are not.

March 12, 2004

I have been "invited" to my friend’s dual birthday parties. In my circle we combine birthdays that occur in the same month, I think it is a type of copout.

It is probably really based on the fact that most of us don't really care about when or who's birthday it is and we are just to spineless to tell everyone about our little problem.

Anyway, my friends told me that they wanted me to be present at their collective birthdays and that we would do X amount of stuff. Well to open the fucker up with a bang, we are scheduled to begin reveling at 2:00PM; however, people have issues and decide to start early. They call me mid-revel to say "we will either be at Los bagels or Crosswinds so come find us at one of those." I am thinking to my self "no we didn't have plans at a certain time, lets just fuck up the entire schedule." "Sounds good to me."

So now you’re thinking, "okay Erin that doesn't sound too bad they just don't give a shit about plans." There is more so get ready.

Once I found them at Los Bagels, I was reminded that we were going to spend the day with one of the people who I hate the most. You have heard of him, his name is Fatass. The reason we are going to hangout with him? It is HIS birthday too. Does anyone remember what my friends did on my birthday? Jack Shit. Did they even remember what day was? fuck NO. 50% of the friends that know him dislike him.

Now I am faced with the fact that my friends are complete fucking assholes who care more about a stupid fat fuck who they obviously dislike and put down at every opportunity, than me. But that's the way it goes huh? Maybe a change in scenery would help. Moving anyone?

Well I decide that this Fatass plan is complete bullshit, and for the first time in a long while I am completely honest with my friends. Amazing isn't it? I tell them that hanging out with Fatass is fucking bullshit and that I hope he dies, I also told them what I outlined in the above paragraph about my birthday and all. Unfortunately they didn't really care. So I was forced, if I wanted to hangout, to deal with the situation like an adult; just not talk to the fat fuck at all. The Silent treatment. I attempted to get my other friend to do it and he broke down the first five minutes we were around the little bitch. *shakes my head* The incompetence.

There is more that happened on this day; however, it doesn't really relate to my topic so...Another time perhaps.

March 15, 2004

I am driving back from SacTown in the big ass van, when who should call but my friend Darrel. They reception was bad and I didn't really know why he called. However, I did find out, when I asked if he wanted me to stop by on my way home, that he was cooking with Paul (One of the ones with the birthday on the 12th). Funny no invitation, this didn't really surprise me though. As it is with cellphones being used in the middle of the redwoods, our connection was lost and I was not able to call him back until about 9:30 when we got into Eureka. So, while I am driving home in my car I gave him a call at home and left a message on his machine; I also called his pager and paged him.

Lets flash forward to me having been home for about 30 minutes. I get a call from Darrel saying "Hey me and Paul didn't decide to cook, instead, he brought over some crew team people and we are hanging out." We banter for a few minutes and Darrel makes the ending-the-conversation-comment "so I am going to retire." I then retort with "okay whatever," I don't think he caught the disdain in my voice though. Once again did anyone see an offer of invitation? I didn't.

March 17, 2004

I have just read a certain person's Blog posting and it gave me that last kick in the pants to write this post. Through reading the Blog I have found out that they actually had a "party" of sorts. Thanks Guys. I now know that I can't seem to rely on anyone to have any sense of decency.

On a side note, I am tired of people calling me when they are bored. I m not talking about people when they are bored calling you up and asking if you want to do something. No I am talking about people who are in between studying sessions and call you up to "chat" and then mid-chat go " oh I have to go and do more homework, bye." Surprisingly I have actually been told "okay it past my bed time, I have to get up early for crew," in one sentence, and "I am going to give him a call later tonight." When confronted the person on the other side of the phone just laughed and said "yah I just didn't want to talk to you anymore." I think the meaning of this story is I need a whole new group of core friends.

Epilogue

I am again using speech time to nurse my inferior human psyche. If only we were all higher beings, right? I am going to try to write this speech for tomorrow (I haven’t started yet) and I will leave my readers with a little food for thought.

If readers are leaders why is our President a bumbling idiot with an IQ of 85?

It makes you think doesn't it?

Brought to you by: Erin and The Committee to Promote Knowledge in Schools.

- posted by Erin @ 6:21 PM |

 
SAC ATTACK
I am back...back from my attack on SAC-TOWN. I have returned from the "March in March." We marched on the capital in protest of the tuition hikes. I do not know if we were successful in forcing the governor and the legislators to lower the tuition; however I am sure we will not see our tuition going up in the next fiscal year. And as YOUR god is MY witness I will be in front of the capital building next year protesting for lower tuition. All I can say is the trip was quite interesting, the hotel sucked and the march on the captial building was fucking awesome. I was mildly saddened to see that not many newpapers reported on it; however, if we,the protestors, had started fucking shit up and breaking things you know we would have made CNN.

In related news, the paper is still at a stand still waiting for fiduciary support. I also seem to have some sort of sickness again, I am sure it is from the hot tub at the hotel we stayed at, uggh.

On Thursday I have a speech due; I decided to speak on the "March in March. We shall see how it goes. I don't but I feel like I have a bad feeling about this informative speech. Cross your fingers for me.

I should have more to say when I have more time to think philosophicly, until then..

Brought to you by: Erin and The Committee to Keep The Doors Open. You heard me Arnold
- posted by Erin @ 11:10 PM |

 
PUMA This or PUMA That: Do you do RED or do you do BLUE.
I am searching around the Internet shopping for shoes and what do I come across? Well footwear advertisements from PUMA. They are very interesting. The first advertisement is rather provocative. The Second even more so.

Doesn't it just make you want to buy PUMA shoes. I know I want some. Buy her the purse and the shoes and you might get seconds.

Brought to you by: Erin and The Committee to Put Salt in YOUR Game. That means more for me suckas
- posted by Erin @ 5:55 PM |

 
Which Way is The Highway?
A friend of mine once said, "If I ever get depressed, it will be because, in this world without a purpose or meaning, I didn't do what I wanted to do when I had the chance." I think this is beyond profound and should be accredited to the writer. Darrel your statement was profound. Enough affirmation of your ego yet? No, well that can't be fixed now.

When studying this statement we find that everyone has had this feeling of, "oh shit I should have just gone for it." Most people just haven't been able to find the correct words to express it so eloquently. I think now that it, the statement, has been released to the world I will begin to follow it down to the T. It will definitely aid me the crazy thing I am always yammering on about: the "connection." I have found that about 75% of the time I am not doing what I actually wanted to when I had the chance and it seems that I am losing out, which I am.

I would now like to pose a question. Is it possible? Could one drop out of life? I have no Idea if it is possible, but much like dropping a class or dumping a women it seems that it is a very possible and maybe would be quite effective, if used correctly that is. I have yet to investigate this possibility and in the many weeks ahead of me I shall delve deep into the inner workings of this idea.

unfortunately, it seems that all my posts this week have had a semiquaspsuedo dismal tone. Why such the cynicism you ask? Possibly for the fun of it, I have no idea. Ask Sigmund Freud he might know, then again he was a fascist, wacko, pervert. Okay, the pervert part may be okay, however the rest of Freud's attributes are not satisfactory for me.

In related news in this beautiful county of ours, my friend Paul's birthday is coming up on Friday. On a normal occasion this would probably be a joyous event; however, it is a high possibility that I will be subjected to the horrors, terrors and the unintelligence (that is putting it lightly) of a certain Fatass. Oh well, there is always the possibility he will fall off a cliff right? A very high cliff, with sharp rocks and stuff at the bottom. It is also Ben's birthday on Friday, at least we are celebrating it on Friday.

On the subject of Fatass that large, rotund, piece of shit has fucked me over so many times. Most of the "fucked over" times include me lending him money and him never paying it back or that Fatass braking my stuff; cars, lamps, gym equipment, the works. He pissed me off so much that a few months, actually many months, ago I told him in not so many words, "fuck off." In actuality I just never called him back. Haha, sucks to be him.

This post seems have too many unrelated topics within it. I think that in the future I will attempt to us one blog per topic or at least not free associate that often.

Brought to you by: Erin and The Committee to Legalize Free Food
- posted by Erin @ 10:42 PM |

 
Que La Chinga: Am I Doing?
Note: Hmm...Well I was working on a blog and saved it as a "draft" when ta-da Blogger fucked up and it is gone so I now must start again...Oh the horror. All my musing gone, gone forever.

I truly, as the title says, don't know what the fuck I am doing. Seriously. I don't have a slights idea of what I am doing in this place. I am lost. I know in the long run I want to be a director, a filmmaker; however, it seems that I am descending in to this never ending pit of despair. I know that it is not depression, not the temporary syndrome of lose serotonin. I know that it is not just this geographical location that I am in, it is my entire frame of mind that is causing this "despair". I feel trapped; yet, I cannot tell if it is others who are trapping me or myself. I can't quite decided what to do in this type of situation. I do know that my problem is deeply rooted in absence of a "connection" or "connections." To aid in your understanding.....

Let me relate an anecdote that poses a somewhat interesting conundrum. I was sitting, speaking with a friend in a library a few days ago when quite suddenly, and multiple times at that, we where passed by a very attractive women. Now this chick had the three BBB (think about it is an acronym). My friend leans over to me after the third passing and asks, "so, how do YOU think one goes about getting a chick like that?" I just look at him. For it is my experience that most chicks who are "attractive" are quite boring. That situation really does pose an interesting question: "How does one "get" an "attractive" women?" The question can be answered simply, act fake. I am serious completely misrepresenting ones self is the way to the quick fix. It is rather unethical but look at the state of affairs or country and world is in so don't talk to me about ethics.

Now you are asking: "what does this have to do with Erin and his "pit of despair?" You are also probably saying "oo pits of despair sounds fun, is the water warm?" It has everything to do with me and quite abit to do with you too.

Throughout our lives, we are faced with not just problems that we must fix, but solutions as well. Through the finding out the solutions to our problems and then fixing we are somehow supposed to "learn" and add that to our stock pot of life knowledge, or some crap like that. I, on the other hand, think that it is all a load of new age hooey. In relating this to my situation, I have the perfect solution to my problem.

LEAVE

This seems like the best possible solution to the problem. I have no idea why it would not be beneficial; however, I would lose my 99 dollar initiation fee at HealthSport, that would piss me off. I might miss some people, though I can always foster new relationships with new people wherever I go; if I go. And you never know those new relationships could be far superior to those of this day in age. One never knows.

And where is the sex, in this post, you ask? Lost. It will be found in post, in a galaxy far far away in the not so distant future.

I probably had more to say, but I think I forgot it in between the afros and the bellbottoms. Oh one more thing on a positive note. We always try to end on a positive note. I am writing again. Not just blogs, but film scripts and poetry. This my friend is an excellent thing.

In closing, I love the name Amalia (pronounced aa-maa-lee-a). You will find it popping up in my scripts from now on, if you get to read them that is.

Brought to you by: Erin and The Committee to Promote Cynicism.


- posted by Erin @ 1:47 AM |

 
Anime Up Scotty, I'm Toxic.
I saw Spirited Away earlier this morning and it was fucking awesome. Vivid and beautiful as anything I have ever seen. It was by Disney, unfortunately. I saw the English version and I thought that it might detract form the originality of the picture; however, the only thing that I did not like was the voice over for the main character, sen. I thought that the women who was the English voice was way to stereotypical. Whatever, it was still totally cool.

Ahh. I am addicted to Toxic. I don't know what is wrong with me. Well she does use The Electric Light Orchestra as background. Anyway I think the song is awesome. I hope I don't again become interested in sixteen year old girls as well. This type of interest happened to me a couple months ago and it was fun until the pain ensued. Stay away from the younger girls and focus on the chicks my own age that is what I have to remind myself. I say it to you all as well, "stick to the seven digit numbers your used to. Don't go making phony calls." That was a metaphor, for all you people who have no grasp of the english language.

As of this day I have continued the abolition of the role of casualism in my life. I am activley working to create the "connection." It seems to be going well albeit it slowly; however, as of "Once you Go Black You Never Go Back" I have made large steps, maybe evens leaps or bounds. I am moving toward the goal baby. You know I am going to score so bend over.........

Spring is coming and as some of you may or may not know, once again I am in search of those seven perfect sets of clothing for every day of the week. If any of you people out there, those of you with a lack of style need not apply, come accross a sale or a pair of pants or a shirt or whatever that you think would be "perfect" for me please inform me of the item as soon as you find it.

Brought to you by: Erin and The Committee in Support of The Militant Wing of The Salvation Army.
- posted by Erin @ 5:30 PM |

 
Meet My Meter
No, not my "magic stick." My new site meter, check it out at the bottom of the page and see who has been skulking around my beautiful paradise. In similar updates to my blog layout: I should have some new links and maybe some more nifty features as soon as the monkey in my bathroom finishes coding them. Code monkey code.

Okay, now lets speak about my figurative "magic stick." I have been kicking ass at HealthSport and in three months I will be tearing them up. I am quickly increasing my weights and I am feeling awesome. It is great I even got hit on by a trainer and I am not even huge, muscle wise. I wasn't expecting getting hit on by hot trainer chicks until I was larger; you know because I thought they liked all huge Vin Diesel types, they are personal trainers you know.

Brought to you by: Erin and The Committee to Regulate Oral Sex. In our favor guys.


- posted by Erin @ 4:34 PM |

 
What A Waste of Fucking Paper
It seems that people waste so much fucking paper. In a certain library that will remain nameless; I have found that there are five-hundred books of varying topics of stupidity. "The Opposing Viewpoints Series." I don't understand how they can waste so much fucking paper on such bullshit: mostly mundane topics.

furthermore, who designated these writers as authorities on these respective subjects.

What surprises me is that anybody cares about this bunch of malarky. Five-hundred books, this is where you tax dollars are going people. If you don't pay taxes congratulations, you have effectively pawned your responsibility off on other people and made them pay for this crap. More power to you.

Now if they had more books on the subject of fucking that would be fun; however they are stupid and would think that is not appropriate for the masses. FUCK THE MASSES.

Brought to you by: Erin and The Committee to Shave the Whales.
- posted by Erin @ 3:41 AM |

 
Once You Go Black You Never Go Back
Now isn't that the truth. I have always thought that black chicks (African-American women, for all you politically correct people out there) are totally hot. However, now I think that they are even hotter; is that possible? Yes it is. Also, I think I have always liked/thought Hispanic chicks were kinda hot, maybe it's that "oh papi" thing they got going on. Actually, it is probably that and their really nice looking asses.

I digress, We are here to talk about black chicks. They are really hot. They have beautiful skin, awesome hair and most of them have perfect bodies, at least the ones that I look twice at. They are not hot just because of how they look either. (See I'm not shallow; in your face Fatass). I think that how they speak, act and their subtle intellect are some of their other main qualities. I scored some major points today in the reversing the "causalism" campaign (refer to last post for more information on "casualism." Of Course it all relates back to this posts title. So look for future posts about on the subject of the attractiveness of black chicks and my current situation with a certain one.

I was going to have a rant about something on here, but I wrote it down and now I don't have the paper with me. I will post it as soon as I have the time and the paper.

Brought to you by: Erin and The Committee To Make YOUR Penis Longer. Mine is quite long enough thanks.
- posted by Erin @ 4:51 PM |

 
[EDIT] THIS ( ! )
Wow, am I editing this template or what *Gets Down with his bad self*. I have just come back from Health sport and let me tell you the hotties were out "enforce" tonight. But this is all boring to the loyal readers, as if I had any to begin with. Erin's (thats me for, all you stoners in the back row) new idealistic view is the abondonment of "casualism." Just to give a little background.

I have, in the past few months, been trying out what I now call "casualism," that is the act of treating everything casual. In this case, all we care about is the way in which interactions with the opposite sex are handled; fucking or otherwise (what did you think we were going to talk about , going steady, holding hands or getting pinned? Get Real Betty-Sue, we don't love you and we're not in the 1950s.) In laymens terms, all you psych majors can take five, we are talking about everything being casual from meetings (not called dates), to everything else you could ever imagine or want.

However, that was the old Erin, the Erin of last month. The new Erin has layed down an ultimatum: "If Ido not have any "connections" by the end of this semester I am out of this county." This means I have three months to find said "connections." Good luck to me.

In closing, wait is this a college paper?

In the upcoming issue of ME Magazine we will be sheding light on some of the debacles that have plequed my life (naughty place and otherwise), the proper way to eleviate menstral cramps, and why Donald Trump's hair looks like shit and the reason he still has a job.

Note:
To all you people who didn't get the title: (1) go take an anatomy class and (2) go hangout with some people who have dirty minds; I'm here all week in the Gold Rumpbuss Room.

Brought to you By: Erin & The Commitee to Legalize Public Female Bisexualism. Vote YES on Chicks Doing Chicks in the Streets (or Beds aslong as the beds are in the streets).

- posted by Erin @ 10:26 PM |

 
VAGINA, VAGINA, VAGINA!
I have just procured my first and very own book of nudes. The book, titled Nudes: Indexxi, is awesome. It is my hope that soon I will have walls full of artistic nudes, but that is in the future. I would also like to relate that while I should be writing the speech paper thingimee-deal, I think I am addicted to Blogging.

I also got an urge to write about the fantastic Vagina Monologues, and Brooke of course. I went to The Vagina Monologues on February 9th, 2004; the opening night. It was absolutely amazing; I thought that it would be some sort of, I don't know, different. However, it was amazing, just breath taking. Brooke was beautiful as usual almost to the point of perfection and I felt that I was deeply connected to both her and the content of Eve Ensler's play. I can't believe that I haven't seen her in such a long time (2 weeks is long for me).

Fuck, I have to finish my paper thingee-deal and to get some sleep. I hear the Polls calling me. I have to spend from 6:00AM to 9:30PM there.
- posted by Erin @ 7:56 PM |

 
Chew on this Clunky
First POST, First Post. Okay, I guess I am a geek; however I did get the first post at least on this bathroom wall of the Internet. Well I am at a loss for words. I finally found my friend Darrel's Blog; needless to say it was interesting. I was mentioned quite a few times. I feel my head swelling already (not that one you anaphylactic little mushroom). He has some interesting scrawlings on his little wall of the Internet, to say the least.

Wow, all I can say, on a completely different topic, is I miss Brooke. I don't know where she has disappeared to; I hope she isn't sick again. I haven't seen her in like two weeks and I am beginning to have that interesting outlook on life that one gets when they are away from their love..er...friend. [We try to stay away from words like that; they often fuck us over in the end.] But really now, you all know Brooke and if you don’t you should. She is awesome, Vegan just like me.

Still working on The Redwood-Times paper. I hope to have it out soon as soon as I can get a core group of people who are interested. This paper thing is taking up a lot of my time; if I am not able to find some other people who are interested i might have to reevaluate its effectiveness.

But now your asking "I thought this was about sex? or something that sounded like sex." It is and I will get to that hopefully in later posts, cranial power permitting. I will treat you to a twisted web of friend’s sisters and their crazy fathers, on second thought maybe not. Maybe I should tell you about missed opportunities…damn you father time (oh am I a patriarchal or what).

- posted by Erin @ 6:10 PM |