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About Me

I've been thinking about some stuff lately
like growing up and fluctuating
like longer hair and educating
my minds been bending
it's never-ending
how I need to be 16 places at once
while being steadfast and true
in the face of the ostracization
and lack of recognition
my wounds have turned to scars in time
but recklessness hasn't left my mind
lurking somewhere back there
in all my attempts to move on
and move up
it keeps on burying me

1988: The truth.

My Interests

Food. Eating. Cooking. Restaurants. Organically grown/hormone-free/pesticide-free/free-range/grass-fed ingestables. Family. Travel. Writing. Music. Skinhead. Money. Walking for miles and miles. Margaritas. French everything. Sarcasm. Landmark Education(!!!). European history. Croquet. Wandering the streets at night. Bonfires on the beach. Occasional violence. The Tao. Hypocrisy. San Francisco. Not driving. Catching frogs and wading around in rivers. Prawn burritos. Hidden spots. Hole-in-the-wall bars. The smell of skunk. Frangelico in steamed milk. Board games. Dancing. PossibilitÃ©s sans Limites. Riesling. Tattoos. Monacos. Mead. Opossoms. Shuffleboard. Badminton. Road trips. Reading books at bars.

I'd like to meet:

Music:

Endless and Various Skinhead Reggae, MF Doom, Coldplay, Paul Simon, Templars, Feist, Rufus Wainwright, X, George Strait, Eddie & the Hot Rods, Huey Lewis and whatever the hell else I want to listen to.

Movies:

No, I only watch LOST episodes.

Television:

Lost Check Please! Bay Area, No Reservations.

Books:

"Along the open road on winter nights, homeless, cold, and hungry, one voice gripped my frozen heart: "Weakness or strength: you exist, that is strength.... You don't know where you are going or why you are going; go in everywhere, answer everyone. No one will kill you, any more than if you were a corpse." In the morning my eyes were so vacant and my face so dead that the people I met may not even have seen me." -Rimbaud

Heroes:

My mother.

My Blog

Barbaras Fish Trap

I had the day off. My inutition, which is often completely off-base, told me that I would be sick with a cold in a day or two. As I knew I had only mere moments before being feverish and ugly, I sugge...
Posted by Erin on Sat, 19 Jan 2008 12:21:00 PST

California at this moment

I hear my 97 year old landlord clomping around above me. She's battling the high volume of the television with her broomstick cane bashing the wooden floor. at this ungodly hour.In this groggy state, ...
Posted by Erin on Wed, 09 Jan 2008 12:06:00 PST

Saturday morning with Anthony Bourdain

Today (Saturday) I shot out of bed at 8:30 AM, did my hair and make-up with extra care and gusto, doused myself with some coco Chanel perfume, and hurried to Fishman's Wharf in San Francisco to purcha...
Posted by Erin on Sun, 18 Nov 2007 09:20:00 PST

Brief insight into the exciting thrillride that is(nt) my life.

So. 1. We found out that the stray kittens Jenny and I have been taking care of and found loving home for actually Do have an owner. They are assholes. Assholes who can't manage to tak...
Posted by Erin on Sun, 09 Sep 2007 01:38:00 PST

On being a Ballerina (or not).

Knobby-kneed little girlin a pink leotardclinging like a second skintights bunched up underneath.Unceremoniously, constantlyyanking them out of her assas she scurries and hurries around gleefully.Litt...
Posted by Erin on Thu, 31 May 2007 02:34:00 PST

In defense of the domestic dispute.

Two partial groans and a sighheaved in over-exaggeration.exasperating.Enthusiastic bouts of obstinancy.Extraordinary amount of opinions.I Feel you- I just feel differently.I like doing so-in the face ...
Posted by Erin on Wed, 30 May 2007 02:09:00 PST

What's Been Up: an incomplete list.

These last few weeks have been busy. Sure, I've been jobless and generally idle- but I've been filling my days with things very unrelated to the internerd and haven't been writing very much about my e...
Posted by Erin on Fri, 19 Jan 2007 12:27:00 PST

Friday night's alright for retards.

Ariana and I had a long, wonderful day of wandering the beach. It never gets old to me. I love walking for hours on end, pushing myself to keep going to the next landmark, the next look-out point...be...
Posted by Erin on Sat, 16 Dec 2006 04:16:00 PST

Never trust a gravedigger to dig the right grave.

I arrived in shit-box little Bradley airport in CT at midnight a week ago today. The weather was unseasonably warm and I kept waiting for that hideous chill to hit out of nowhere. Of course it did the...
Posted by Erin on Thu, 07 Dec 2006 03:04:00 PST

I still hafta add on to this, cuz obviously I didn't perish in my pre-adolesence

Part 1: A woman who already had a redheaded child in the early 70's, courtesy of a bearded young man, decided 10 years later to have another redheaded child- this time with her 2nd husband, the leader...
Posted by Erin on Thu, 23 Nov 2006 06:30:00 PST