OMG. The last six months in one post!

August -Moved out of the Highland Park house, began missing my awesome housemates immediately. -Almost drop an air conditioner out of a second story window. -Get addicted to watching "The L Word" when not driving to Philadelphia or researching egg donation. -Went to my first APSA (American Political Science Association) Conference in Chicago. This was more of an excuse to go to Chicago than anything else. Can I move to Chi-Town now? -Changed my cell phone number. Insert juicy details here. September -Begin my second year as a political scientist. -Amanda and Liz visit!!! Three exclamation points. Groundhogs, Princeton, sleeping, I love you guys. -Make a fool out of myself at Orientation party, proceed to get really drunk and scrape my elbow. -First house party in Old Gibbons House 20. We make jello shots, however the party is less rowdy than it should have been due to aforementioned Political Science Dept. Orientation the night before. -Karaoke for the first time. Yes, like ever. -Among the new people I meet, I wonder if this guy Mark is gay. -Secrets. If I told you, internet, I'd have to kill you. -My parents visit. They think my nervousness is due to the fact that I'm trying to come out as a lesbian. While I have contemplated this, and how it would make my life easier in some respects, it is not the case. October -Parents decide I'm crazy for aforementioned behavior(s). While parent decides not to speak to me for a week, s/he comes around. -Tumultu-osity. I donate bedsheets, a comforter, and a pillow to the project. -I throw up a lot after drinking, several times. This is not very dignified. -I wonder if life could get any weirder. -Wince when I write, "I became intoxicated, in love." Because yes, it was unexpected. -I finally turn in the paper I was supposed to turn in for summer class.  November -All I can really remember is Thanksgiving. -Oh, and Sara's friend Kate came to visit and that was really fun. -I'm sure I saw Paige a few times this month, too. December -Although life was quite exciting, papers needed to be finished. -Thus, I lock myself into Final Paper Sweatshop (211 George Street) and finish everything on time. -I go bowling and get three strikes in a row. I learn this is called a "turkey." -I go home. I realize I am vaguely addicted to smoking cigarettes and am generally cranky the entire time I am home. January -I see Lucas for the first time in a year. -The drive to and from LA is long, and I realize as I drive back up through the Grapevine I may not be back for a while. -I go back to the 'Bruns early, and act indulgent for three weeks. -I go to Chuck E. Cheese. I haven't been since I was 8 or 9 years old. -I go and see Paige in the city. -I get really really into Vampire Weekend. Later, I will see them in Philadelphia. -School starts again. Last semester of classes. -I begin my research project again, get accepted at my first political science conference in San Diego (March 20).

Whenever I wallow too deeply in narcissism and self pity, I need to reflect upon the fucking fabulousness of being and being here.

Thank you, Paige.

beautiful

"I find it kind of insulting that I can't have any ideas on my own because I'm a female, or that people from undeveloped countries can't have ideas of their own unless it's backed up by someone who's blond-haired and blue-eyed."

http://www.pitchforkmedia.com/article/news/44529-mia-confronts-the-haters

Thank you.

I blog some ideas and statements that, for some reason or another, I can't call up every one of you and tell myself.

It takes strength to be gentle and kind, and I am so thankful to have open arms to come to when I visit L.A. You know who you all are: your kindness and love is unconditional and without context and circumstance.

I appreciate(d) it (and think about it) more than I can ever really articulate.

'Plans': Erin's Activities in LA, Not the Excellent Album* of the Same Name

Weds 6/27: Drive to LA. Loaf until night. Goodbye dinner, Mijares.

Thurs 6/28: WACK!?, Daisy, Tacos.

Friday 6/29:...?

I will be calling the lot of you to beg a sleeping spot on your floor(s). Be warned.


*Fuck Ben Gibbard.

ATTENTION PEOPLE

I sense some slacking here people!

Updates:

6/21: Ol' faithful, Stuart Morishige
6/19: Nico has a new blog design yet again (+2 points)

SHAME:

6/10: Miss Mahea
6/6: Ev's Boring Life

YOU ARE MAKING MY MOTHER CRY:

5/12: Evan's Videogames. And stuff.

OK PEOPLE. Get on this, I need something to read at work.




















[(+5 million) for not mentioning my hypocrisy.]

I saw...

...some of the most badass tats ever today. Imagine if you will, a snarling tiger coming out of a gash on a hairy dude's back. "Tribal" arm bands. tat depictions of hands spelling out BLOOD on an upper back. various female lower-back atrocities (fairies, butterflies, testaments to dead children.)

Thank you gods above for giving Auburn a water park, I believe my short life is now complete--racing my 13 year old cousin down the "sixshooter." DUDE, THAT SHIT IS FUN!

Also went and saw Menomena in sactown--folks in LA (attn: nico, i think you'd esp dig it), they are a fun $10 band.
[sidenote: is anyone else noticing my clumsy grammar? for this, i apologize]. talked to the drummer, he was what one would expect: cute and shy in a particularly Northwestern sort of way*. Couldn't believe the venue was only half-full, considering they've sold out in other places.

Still working on LA plans. damnit, this needs to happen.



*(I wrote a blog about these types of NW guys once, I should find it.)