Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Eryn's got funky skills :D


Does this work?

Well I previewed it and apparently it does work...

Like my picture? I do.

I wanna hypnotize you, Baby, on the telephone...

Ah it's a random Eryn post!

I should say random Eryn things!

Kinky!

Penguin!

Love!

Penguin love?! Love of the penguins! Tis like March of the Penguins...with loooove!

Can you feel the love tonight?! The...PENGUIN...love?!

Coughity cough cough

Germ fest! Coughing is a germ fest! Not GERM-X, mind you. GERM FEST! Tis the arch-enemy of Germ-X

Penguin tribe of penguin love!

Big tap dancing pimps!

Big tap dancing MIME pimps!

ERYN, MIME PIMP!

Always keeping the pimp hand strong!

Woot woot woot

What kind of a rollercoaster is a love rollercoaster? I hope it's not like the old Megazeph at the former Six Flags New Orleans. Because that's like a love rollercoaster of CRAP.

Crap, I say!

I have a joke for you guys!


You ready for this...?

You know you're all like, "Ahh I do believe that the eternal death of my soul shall swiftly be upon me if Eryn is not to speak of this joke in a time that is soon!"
Actually more like, "So..yeah...what's the joke?"

(Whenst I'm typing fast, I almost screw up 'eternal' and 'internal'. That's very much so not the same things. Not at all. Because if someone's in the hospital and they ask the doctor what's wrong with them and the doctor says "Eternal bleeding" that's WAY different. Or if you're saying you love someone and you're like, "I love you internally." LOL For some reason that makes me laugh. *Note to Chris* I love you internally. Hehehehe :D )

Hmmmm....maybe I shouldn't tell you! I'll let the anticipation build up until you're freaking out and then have like a joke ambush! Crouching tiger, hidden joke!

Ok ok, I'd never do that to you guys (*raises eyebrow* Those who know be better know that I definitely would but anywayses that's not the point *raises OTHER eyebrow* Or is it...?)

What language does a billboard speak?

....You ready for this...?

This is a very random post but anywho.

Candace got AIM!

Aaand...is not on...

Beep

Beep Beep

Beep Beep Beep

Beep Beep

Beep

(If you turn your head sideways, tis a pyramid of Beep!)



SIGN LANGUAGE!

AHHHHH! Get it?! Sign language...because...it's.....a sign....!
That took so long to get out the punch line that you probably forgot the joke.

Tootles

KatiekatiekatiekatieOH*MY*GOODNESS*katiekatiekatiekatie

Kay so Katie's over

*hallelujah chorus*

And she's all, "Blah blah blah you didn't say anything about me in your blog blah blah blah" (Even though I've got like a bajillion pictures of her, right?)

SO this post is all about Katie and I think this is a bad idea because when my brother found out he's like "I want a post about me!" and whilst he asked I was choking with the coughingness so it was like...

"I want a post about me!"
"*cough cough cough cough* *pops up lung* *cough cough cough cough* *stops for a split second* *cough* no"

Anyways


K A T I E!

Katie's my spaztastic 14 year old cousin who is just as weird as me but in a different way so when you put us together it's like a mesh of two types of weird. Blah blah blah Katie Katie Katie blah blah blah. Katie loves emos. (Eryn says this aloud to see the reaction and hears "I do not! Well...yes I do.") Eryn doesn't like emos. But that's okay. This weekend, Katie gave Eryn an army jacket, and for this, Eryn loves Katie very much. Then Eryn went and said mean things to Katie and Katie threatened to take back the jacket. And Eryn was all with the Katie love. Yay Katie Love! Today, Katie and Eryn were sitting there in the same car text messaging each other. Katie and Eryn decided that they were losers. Yay losers!

(*At this moment in time, Eryn stops and turns to Katie and asks, "Is this enough?"
To which Katie replies, "I guess.")

End Katie Post.

Penguin Love? *ponders* Penguin Love!

Last night I went to see Happy Feet, and you wouldn't believe the amount of times where it looked like they were about to break out into penguin love :D But yes yes

Tis one of those moments where I'm tired for no reason and bored for the apparent ones. No one's on AIM, Yahoo won't even load and if it did, twould be to no purpose, and Dr. Phil's on... and the sad thing is that I actually do have the option of changing it, but there's nothing else on. Well, Seinfeld is on but for some reason its quite static-ish and such. Anyways...

Do you know what I realized yesterday? I'm afraid of those killer whale/orca things. Did anyone reading this ever see the movie Free Willy? There's this part in that movie where they're trying to get the whale out of the tank thingie and the water level is all with the droppingness and they've got to get this net thing around the whale, and, for some reason, ever since the days of my early childhood, it has really freaked me out. So yesterday I'm watching Happy Feet and they have this part with two killer whale/orca things and halfway through the scene, I realize that I'm cringing and sinking lower and lower into my seat. So then I was like "Hmmm...yeah....killer whales scare me..." and I'm sitting there mumbling "....I don't like whales.....and....yeah, I..... really don't like whales". Then that got me started thinking on this whole thing like "Save the whales....would I really WANT to save the whales? I want to save most the animals but whales....really?" and then I realized that whales are living things too and I'm rather sure that I would want to save them.... maybe not me PERSONALLY. I'll help FUND to save the whales. Or...something. But then again, snakes are living things too but I'd take a hatchet to a snake. Wait...no I wouldn't because that would mean that I'm in the immediate vicinity of the snake and I wouldn't like that and were I in the immediate vicinity of a snake with a hatchet I'd probably be so freaked out that my aim would be horrible and I'd lose a foot or something and the snake would be like "Ha! You cut off your foot!" and I'd be like "Ah! I cut off my foot! Help!" Aaaand....I'm rambling....

So anyways

Yeah... I don't know what I'm saying anymore. We were in Hot Topic today and I swear we heard someone shout out "Eryn!" and we looked around but didn't find anyone and yeah ok so there's definitely more than one Eryn in the world but still... x_x Twas annoying.

I'm going to do the thing where I put the song lyrics...

Woot woot woot

There's so many things I like about you,
I just don't know where to begin.
Ah..okay, well...
I like the way you look at me with those beautiful eyes...
I like the way you act all surprised...
I like the way you sing along...
I like the way you ALWAYS get it wrong..
I like the way you clap your hands...
I like the way you LOVE to dance...
I like the way you put your hands up in the air...
I like the way you shake your hair...
I like the way you like to touch...
I like the way you stare so much...
But most of all...
Yeah...
Most of all...
I like the way you move

Bang! Bang! A knock on the door
Another big bang and you're down on the floor
Oh no, what do we do?
Don't look now but I lost my shoe

Mommy's alright,
Daddy's alright,
They just seem a little weird...
SURRENDER, SURRENDER,
But don't give yourself away...

Black night, black night,
I dont need black night,
I cant see dark night.
Maybe Ill find on the way down the line
That Im free, free to be me.
Black night is a long way from home

Baby, don't treat me bad,
This could be the best thing that you ever had..

She said, "Don't gimme no lines,
And keep your hands to yourself!"

Strangers waiting, up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Streetlight people, living just to find emotion
Hiding, somewhere in the night

Running over the same old ground.
What have we found? The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

If start me up
Give it all you got
You got to never, never, never stop
Never, never
Slide it up

Clowns to the left of me,
Jokers to the right,
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you.

Shout, shout, let it all out (let it all out)
These are the things I can do without
Come on, I'm talking to you, come on
And when you've taken down your guard
If I could change your mind, I'd really love to break your heart
I'd really love to break your heart

The king called up his jet fighters
He said you better earn your pay
Drop your bombs between the minarets
Down the casbah way

So no one told you like was gonna be this way?

I spent a lifetime waiting...
Always hesitating...
Until you.






That's all for now
Stay funky


{Eryn}

Monday, November 20, 2006

Spazapalooza

Here's some pics from this weekend of me and my spaztastic cousin, Katie




I love my stockings



On the moldy swing



On Uncle Randy's four wheeler



Again on the four wheeler



Oooh look at Eryn, being cliche



This is just one of those "Awww" pictures



Again with the aww-ness



Hardcore gangsta



"Don't look at the light!"
"I can't help it....it's so beautiful..."

Friday, November 17, 2006

YOU ONLY GET WHAT YOU GIVE!

I really like the song. It's different and I LOVE IT!

"You Get What You Give Lyrics"
by The New Radicals

Wake up kids
We've got the dreamers disease
Age 14 we got you down on your knees
So polite, you're busy still saying please
Fri - enemies, who when you're down ain't your friend
Every night we smash their Mercedes - Benz
First we run and then we laugh till we cry
But when the night is falling
And you cannot find the light
If you feel your dream is dying
Hold tight
You've got the music in you
Don't let go
You've got the music in you
One dance left
This world is gonna pull through
Don't give up
You've got a reason to live
Can't forget you only get what you give
Four a. m. we ran a miracle mile
Were flat broke but hey we do it in style
The bad rich
God's flying in for your trial

This whole damn world can fall apart
You'll be ok follow your heart
You're in harms way
I'm right behind
Now say youre mine

Fly high
What's real can't die
You only get what you give
Just dont be afraid to leave
Health insurance rip off lying FDA big bankers buying
Fake computer crashes dining
Cloning while they're multiplying
Fashion mag shoots
With the aid of 8 dust brothers Beck, Hanson
Courtney Love and Marilyn Manson
You're all fakes
Run to your mansions
Come around
We'll kick your ass in!
Don't let go
One dance left

{unsaid lyrics from liner}
Championed by a soulless media misleading
People unaware they're bleeding
No one with a brain is believing
It's so sad you lost the meaning
Never knew it anyway
Human natures so predictable
I'm a fool to do your dirty work whoa, whoa

What can I say?

I have acquired internet again! Tis very much happy making machine-ness and it is not AOL slowness anymore which is why I'm thinking posts shall occur more and more frequently and... yeah...

Let's see... I've been sick all week. On the day which was called Saturday of last week I awoke to find myself in a state of misery which consisted of coughing and a throat that is sore. I tried to ignore these things for the sake of a rendezvous with my bestest buddy Christian on the following day of Sun; however, this turned out to be one of those rare times where ignoring whatever sickness I had was not a good idea. Being the genius I am, I bundled up in some outfit, my Pink Floyd beanie, my trench coat, and my combat boots (*happiness*) and headed out to face the day at such establishments as Wal-Mart and *cringes at the thought of having acually stepped foot in the place* Piggly Wiggly. Inbetweenst these two visits I rode in the truck with my grandparentals (avid smokers). Of course, as would be expected, cigarette smoke agitated my coughing, but were the firey smoking death sticks extinguished for the sake of my health and the consideration of others? Of course not. Anyways, at Wal Mart I was able to print out my pictures from my birthday and my birthday outing at the mall with Chris, Melissa, and Wendell (which I loved and had much much fun at :D ) Anywayses, you know how it's frequently said (probably somewhere else in this blog) that when you look like crap you're going to run into people you know? Yeah...that's way true; Saturday, whilst my ensemble was of utmost top quality in regards to my own sense of fashion as well as warmth, my face was that of blatant annoyance (with my ailments as well as the remainder of the population not affected with it) and for probably the only time in my life I looked slightly intimidating (because that's the effect trench coats and combat boot things have upon the remainder of a person's appearance). Anywayses, case in point, I ran into people from my science class and they were like, "Hi." *run away*. :D (Note the smiley face? I put that after I mentioned how the people ran away. You'd think that wouldn't be...) But yes yes so I went home and blah blah blah FELL ASLEEP (Okay, there's a reason that's caps locked in the way as if it is way important is because Eryn NEVER falls asleep during the day. NEVER. Even when I was but a small child, my mother had to take hours out of her busy schedule to make me go to sleep. Now it's an ability I just flat-out lack. I mean seriously. Like, I even know why. For some really weird reason, I'm afraid that if I take a nap or something, I'm going to miss some big momentous event or something.) Anyways so yeah. That was day numero uno of my sickness.

The following days of sickness were of the same patterns altogether. Waking up, taking of numerous medications (two antibiotics, Dayquil in the AM, Nyquil in the PM, four different types of cough medicine--not at the same time--, and Tylenol on occasion), and watching so many movies it hurts. Let's see, there was Lord of the Rings, The Wedding Singer, Beetlejuice, As Good as It Gets, Spaceballs, Revenge of the Sith, Empire Strikes Back, Return of the Jedi, Sleepy Hollow, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, Big Fish, John Tucker Must Die, and so many episodes of Friends that I should know the dialogue. Oh! I had a fever! You might be thinking to yourself, "Really? No duh, you were sick." But I almost NEVER have a fever. It's like the falling asleep in the middle of the day thing; except this one I have even less control over. But yeah so I had the whole fever thing varying between 99-102. It was odd. But yeah. So there was that....and I had to cancel my meeting-up-with-Christianness, which made me very sad but I wasn't sad for too long because I was too sick at the time to think of anything other than wonder if my lungs were still in my chest-al region and by the time I got better again to think about it I learned that I'd be able to see Christian tomorrow (for he is coming to Hattiesburg! And I must say that I am very much so looking forward to seeing my bestest buddy for I haven't seen him since like the season of the summer). Anyways so yeah. Chris and Christian were the only people outside of my family to really check up on me to make sure I was still alive and I very much so appreciated that. Everyone else who knew of my illness either totally ignored me till I got better or just totally forgot except for my beloved and my bestest buddy. I love you guys! (A bunch but in different ways naturally. ^_^) So yes, other than accepting the occassional call from Christian and the post-schoolularly and nightly calls from Chris, I was cast aside from the rest of the planet. So that was my week.

Also along with the whole sickness thing was my not wanting to eat. It got to the point where my grandmaternalparental and my maternal parental were very much angry with me and about to force feed me. Bad news: it can't be good when you're sick and don't wanna eat. Good news: I lost six pounds! (On the new winter fad, the flu diet??? Hmmm... the sad thing is I can see people raising their eyebrows in consideration. Not the people who come here, of course.... Alright that was stupid for if they didn't come here how would they know about the new winter fad, the flu diet? Hmm....TELEPATHIC NEWSLETTER! Isn't that an awesome concept? That's totally besides the point...)

I just downloaded 6 new songs and it only took me like....5 minutes! You know how long that would have taken me on AOL! Like.....5 days! Well not really but oh well you don't know that. Or you wouldn't if I hadn't said that. ... Crap. :D So yeah I've got "Rock the Casbah" by The Clash from the commercial where they're all, "What are they saying? Stop the catbox?" LOL Aaaand I've got "Superstition" by Stevie Wonder (because I'm so cool I listen to Stevie Wonder). Then I have.... "Video Killed The Radio Star" by The Presidents of the United States aaaaaaaand.... I have "I Believe in the Thing Called Love" by The Darkness because Chris hath mentioned it to me way more than once....ummm "Stalker" by Goldfinger (this goes back to a couple of weekends again whenst I had the rendezvous with Chris, Melissa, and Wendell. We were in Hot Topic, and Chris was indeed stalking me. I'd walk to one end of the room and he would shortly follow. [Not that I didn't like it.] Anywho, I turned around numerous times and would be like, "Stalker! You're stalking me!" So, not five minutes after I said that, I'm standing there and Chris is standing conveniently on the other side of a rack of wristbands, and we both stop talking in time to hear the words "I wanna marry my stalker" sung over the speakers in the Hot Topic. In shock and amazement we both turned to each other in a sort of "Did you just hear what I heard" way, and after leaving the Hot Topic, I jotted down some of the lyrics on my phone with high hopes of being able to download them at a later time, an endeavor which I have just completed.), and lastly a song called "Right Here" by Staind, I believe. This has no story except I was somewhere and I heard this song and I loved it. Which is so weird because Eryn isn't typically one for new songs.

On that note, I must bring up the subject of new songs. I don't think I dislike new songs out of choice, I think it's just more out of ignorance as to good new music. I need recommendations. And I don't mean like, "Oh yeah I heard this song that's really good. It's called blah blah blah"-recommendations. I mean I need someone to be like, "Alrighty Eryn, download this, this, and this. They're good songs. See if you like them." Because I'd really like to branch out some. I already know numerous 80s rock songs, numerous country (thank you, parents), I have a love of swing, and whatever else strikes my fancy. I like musicals. I don't really know if that fits here but I do. Like Chicago. Ah, I know all the songs from that movie by heart (yay, the patheticness of owning the soundtrack of a musical). I know some people who are like that with Phantom of the Opera but I could never see someone like me being like with Phantom of the Opera. I am in no way, shape, or form downing le Phantom of the Opera (I'm not sure how I feel about that movie, I swear) but it is, afterall, OPERA. Eryn can barely sing anything---normal songs!---let along those freakishly high-pitched soprano Phantom of the Opera songs. Although, I must say that the whole "Past the point of no return" song from that movie was stuck in my head for quite awhile and I did rather enjoy it. Again, not saying that I didn't enjoy the rest of the songs; I just don't know whether or not I did.

Anyways, what should I talk about? I'm going to talk about cake. I just consumed a very small quantity of cake. Tis my father's day of birth today, and my mother's day of birth tomorrow. Naturally, there was a cake. I don't like regular cake. I like two types of cake: German Chocolate and Rum. :D German Chocolate probably sounds familiar to all, but Rum cake!!! Ah! Tis wonderful! :D Anyways, my grandpa got uber mad at me because I refused to eat a piece of my parents' cake; it was all white cake with lots of frosting with those little frosting-roses on it and strawberry filling. Ew.

Did I relate to you guys the problems I had in setting up this internet? Yeah, that's right. I did it. It was horrible. Not because I screwed up, oh no. Because the instructions leave out an important "If" mentioning. Like "Blah blah blah if the oh-so important ethernet port isn't enabled then you are so not going to get that thing working blah blah blah". Look, I had EVERYTHING hooked up right. The instruction thing's like, "If all the lights are glowing solidly, it's hooked up right and click next." So you know all the lights are lit up solidly and I click next and it's like, "Sorry the modem is not connected." So I'm like, "Screw you! The lights say differently!" But apparently the lights don't mean crap because it doesn't mean the ethernet port is enabled. *Glares at modem* So yeah my grandpa called the Bellsouth people and did much much of his characteristic yelling at them; in return for yelling at a woman of some nationality which has a distinct accent and saying "Give me someone who speaks ENGLISH!", he got to sit on hold for like 20 minutes. I found that hilarious because their hold music is like free-form jazz. I laughed insanely because I was on the other phone waiting for someone to get on the phone and tell me how to fix the damn modem and some guy gets on and tells my grandpa "Don't worry, Sir, we're going to get you someone who speaks clear English. Just a moment please." Well, you know how they have those automated voices that come on and tell you to press some buttons or something? Well right after the guy says this an automated voice comes on....in Spanish. LOL I laughed and laughed at the irony; in a few minutes the English version came on but still. It was funny. Anywho, finally this guy gets on the phone with me and tells me how to fix it. After I realized it was working, I wanted to go through the phone and kiss this guy, I swear. He had a funny accent and it was so great because he was telling me to type in things and he'd be like, "Ok, I...as in India.......P....as in Peter........C.......as in cat..........O........as in Oscar............N........as in Naaaaaaaaaancy..........F.......as in Frank.............I............as in India again.........and G.......as in goat." And no the Nancy thing isn't just an exaggeration; he really did drag it out. LOL But yeah so I got it fixed and was happy.

This post is considerably longer than I planned and I'm happy about that immensely. Perhaps I've rediscovered my flare for my blog? Alrighty well I'll gonna end this about now. Perhaps a song?



Veeeeeeery superstitious ;)

"Superstition" by Stevie Wonder

Very superstitious, writings on the wall,
Very superstitious, ladders bout to fall,
Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin glass
Seven years of bad luck, the good things in your past.

When you believe in things that you dont understand,
Then you suffer,
Superstition aint the way

Very superstitious, wash your face and hands,
Rid me of the problem, do all that you can,
Keep me in a daydream, keep me goin strong,
You dont wanna save me, sad is my song.

When you believe in things that you dont understand,
Then you suffer,
Superstition aint the way, yeh, yeh.

Very superstitious, nothin more to say,
Very superstitious, the devils on his way,
Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin glass,
Seven years of bad luck, good things in your past

When you believe in things that you dont understand,
Then you suffer,
Superstition aint the way, no, no, no

What can I say?

Pictures!

Here are some pictures that I could never put on here before because...AOL sucks.

:D





Tis me and my Senor Punch at Cafe du Monde. :D I just really like this picture for some reason and I think the reason is that it's one of the very few pictures where I look truly happy.



This one's me and my bestest friend Melissa in the car on the way to pick up Wendell and then head to the mall.



Me and Meliss on the motorcycles at the mall! Biker chicks! I love it!



Chris and moi at the hotel before Homecoming. :D Like my dress?



In order, tis Chris, moi, Melissa, and Wendell on some bench at Lakeside Mall. (Twas a fun day even though Melissa and Wendell were being square and wouldn't say "Kinky tatanka" for my camera. I have proof of said squarenessicity!)