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
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
posted by The Lady Punch at 5:18 PM
2 Comments:
hey
im commenting
but just to let u know
i did not read all of that post in blue
lol
did you notice how long that thing is?
its gigantically enormous lol
im not really too much awake now either so i wouldnt be paying any attention to what im reading
but i did read the first paragraph lol very interesting
Hey you,
This blog is LONG.
But I read it all,
Because I love you.
If I had known you were sick,
I would have sent you flowers,
and an E-Card.
But I didn't know.
But if I had, you know what would have happened.
By the way, I LOVE the Phantom of the Opera.
And the word "flair" is not spelled "flare". Just for future reference. It is spelled F as in Frank...L as in Llama...A as in Ambiguous...I as in India...R as in Rapunzel.
You know how much I adore you, dearest Erniebean.
Take care and don't get sick again.
Bert
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