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Thursday, August 3rd, 2006
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8:31 pm
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I hacked into the library computers so I can myspace it all I want. However, the javascript is doing something funny, so I can't update my blog. ya'll will have to wait for that
I AM:
A spunky young white female trying to make it big in the greatest country in the world! BOOYA!
I WANT:
World peace. No, what I really want is furniture from Ikea. a sub-compact car, a resonable health plan, and a college education. I'm drowning here.
I HAVE:
Very littler, but what I have, I have to share.
I WISH:
people would stop wishing and start doing. I am included in that wish.
I HATE:
all the stupid crap that I can't over come and laugh at. I hate everything that gets to me.
I MISS:
Being fearless. I was at one point. Wasn't I? Maybe I'm fearless now, and what I miss, is not caring.
I FEAR:
Needles, zombies, and car accidents.
I WONDER:
What happens to our physical bodies when our infinite natured energies are released.
I REGRET:
Not going to a four year college right away. Fuck this shit. I hate it.
I LOVE:
Trevor christian Horner. Hear that america! I LOVE HIM!>
I AM NOT:
A run-down old black woman trying to disapper in the most segregated country in the world.
I DANCE:
Without provication
I SING:
at the top of my lungs.
I CRY:
at commericals and movies I've seen a million times.
I AM NOT ALWAYS:
Brilliant
I WRITE:
Short stories in which despreate young men find dead bodies in flower beds.
I CONFUSE:
names and faces and dates and times.
I NEED:
Midol, chocolate, a hug, and about 1,000 bucks
I SHOULD:
be building carts, or looking for a new job.
x. father thinks i am: independent
x. mother thinks i am: snobby
x. my boyfriend/girlfriend thinks I am: Perfect.
x. three things you are often complimented for: Looking like a celebrity no one can name, my cleaverness, and my ablity to read and knit quickly.
x. i get embarrassed when: people use me as the 'bad guy' (((I.e. Parent: IF YOU KEEP ACTING LIKE THIS THE LIBRARIAN IS GONNA KICK YOU OUT!")))).
x. upsets you: Rape, murder of children, apathy for both. Low prison terms of repeated sexual offenders, high prison terms for female non-violent crimes.
Who is...?
the weirdest person you know: Either Roger (a scizophrenic druggie) or my mom (who the hell knows what she wants>)
the Loudest Person you Know: Colleen.
your close friends:
are moving to ypsilanti without me.
Do You...?
have a(any) crush(es):
yes and no.
think you know you've been in love:
Yes, I've been in love. I've been every kind of love. I've run through the mill of love. Old Love New Love....every love, but true love?...
want to get married:
eh. Some time I think yay! To be able to say that man is mine and I am his and build a life with that person would be amazing. And then I get a healthy dose of reality and remeber that Marriage, really doesn't work all that well. .
have any tattoos/where:
three. A irish harp behind my ear. A compass on my hip and a Lady of Shallot on my shoulder. Sexy non?
piercings/where?:
ino.
get motion sickness:
Yes, like Montazuma's revenge.
think you're a health freak:
no, but I do try to make healthy choices when I can.
get along with your parents
yeah
( IN THE LAST 24 HOURS, HAVE YOU.... )
CRIED?
no
HELPED SOMEONE?
yes
BOUGHT SOMETHING?
food and a application for a new apartment.
GONE TO THE MOVIES?
no
GONE OUT FOR DINNER?
yep
SAID I LOVE YOU?
yep
WRITTEN A REAL LETTER?
nope.
TALKED TO AN EX?
no
MISSED SOMEONE?
yes
HUGGED SOMEONE?
yes
KISSED SOMEONE?
no. can't say that i have.
Would You Ever...
1. Eat a bug?
not on purpose.
2. Bungee jump?
I wanna.
3. Hang glide?
its on my to do list.
4. Kill someone?
nope. It's not a good idea.
7. Have sex with someone of the same sex?
If the chick was kissable, and the evening was cool. Anything is premissiable! hahaha, but seriosly, probably not
8. Parachute from a plane?
yes, I want to want to want to!
9. Walk on hot coals?
I'm good on that one. .
10. Go out with someone for their looks?
maybe.
11. For their reputation?
no.
12. Be a vegetarian?
some day.
13. Wear green with orange in public?
uh...can I hear a what what for St. Patricks day!
14. IM a stranger:
nah.
15. Sing karaoke?:
fuck yeah.
17. Shoplift?
of course. I already have.
18. Run a red light?
I'm like a bull. I see red and I want to ram through. This also counts for pedestrians.
19. Dye your hair blue?
done.
20. Be on Big Brother?
no, tv sucks.
21. Skinny Dip?
done it.
22. Kiss some of the same sex?
done it.
23. Tell an ex that you still like him/her even though you dont?
no. .
24. Run naked down the street?
I might do it. drunk, dared, beted. Any of those would have be drop trow and go jogging.
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| Tuesday, August 1st, 2006
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12:50 pm
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| Monday, July 24th, 2006
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10:34 am - Extra Extra, hey look at the headlines!
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So...
When one is planning to break up with one's boyfriend, and can not do so for a few weeks, one feels compelled to change one's mind over, and over, and over again.
How about this: Could Trevor keep the sweetness and utter devotion to me and lose the...what's the word...goober personality? (and about thirty pounds?)
I am totally gonna get fired if I keep up this myspacing Ljing shit. Ha HA!
Take that rent!
Anyway. It's all Ms. Heather Hendricks fault. She has to keep reminding me about how much better I should be able to do and have. Damn her for forcing me to see how unhappy I am!
Here's the thing. I've been listening to Rebecca and Colleen for so long, who keep screaming in my ear :YOU LIKE HIM! YOU HAVE A GOOD THING! DON"T SCREW IT UP! But my insides say "get out of it." and Heather, she can hear my gurgly doubtful insides.
Anyway, Tonight and outing to Marvins Marvelous Mechanical Muesuem.
Today we've already had the Attractive Jehovah's Witnesses come in, and one of my more memeorable bitchy ladies. And a really really stupid whore who didn't listen to me, and got all cranky.
"YOU DIDN"T TELL ME TO PUT THE HEADPHONES IN THE JACK MARKED HEADPHONES!"
Here is my actually response, which I know colleen will love.
"Number one, keep your voice down, this is a library, number two, I showed you which jack, and told you the one marked "headphones." number three, even if number two was untrue, you should be able to figure that one out!"
I feel a talkin to coming on. Not My fault I didn't get to sleep last night. Right now I'm blaming Vogue knitting, Scott Lewis, and Odin the Cat. Yeah, I got a drunk call from Scotty. it woke me up, but not to the point of being able to open my phone. I just listen to the ring and fell right back to sleep. I had another major fucked up dream after that. Which invoved a hurricane touching down in Southeastern Michigan.
current mood:  tired
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| Tuesday, July 18th, 2006
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1:29 pm - What a man, what a man, what a mighty good man.
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Okay:
Here's the real deal betwixed Trevor and I:
Trevor is a boy whom I was not really attracted to at first. Now I think he's cute, but not the type I'm prone to go after teeth a'flashing (see: Erin's "I heart skinny pale boys" t-shirt and the fact that I've dated every red head in town) He is also much much less jaded and much less cynical than I. Which makes him annoying. However. I like the fact that I might become less jaded and less cynical through this boy. I dislike his strong conservitve leanings (although we agree on the two things I care about, Abortion and Gay Marriage) But I like his naturey side. All I need to do is convince him that "if he loves nature so much he should stop killing it."
He actually really really cares about me. He has greenish eyes, and really soft smooth skin.
((((BUT THAT GUT!....))))
Anyway. I'm only typing this out so I can get my head straight on the issue. My confusion and mood swings lately have been off the wall, and I need a little reminder every once in a while.
(((however, I don't know if we really feel comfortable with each other)))
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Enough of the man!
Tomorrow I am going to the DIA with lovely Heather and then to Winsor to eat and drink and get a little merry ;) Huzza! I have a plan
Tonight? I want to stay up and do something, anyone know of something to do?
current mood:  cold
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| Monday, July 17th, 2006
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3:31 pm - Good ship lifestyle
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I am so fucking bored right now.
I'm really tired of the following things:
1. My need to Consume beyond my means
2. Relationship with a boy I alternete between "I can't Stand" and "I can't live without"
3. Feeling bad for having great sex with aforementioned boy.
4. Waiting for winter to start at U of M.
5. Getting charged for shit I don't even recall doing.
6. Not seeing my friends (ryan, Heather, Katie, Rebecca, you are included in this.)
Things that make me glad to be alive.
1. My kinda clean apartment
2. My soon to be Hedehog Hedwig.
3. "Obliviously on He Sails-The Bush Administration in Rhyme" by Calbin Trillin
4. My little Brother.
5. Being in a relationship with a guy who really really cares about me. (cares about me enough to walk into a knitting store, alone, head held high)
Okay, so I'm wierd again. My emotions have been...crazy.
Tired...crazy...fucked up in the head.
current mood:  complacent
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| Saturday, July 15th, 2006
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12:42 pm - Belle du jour
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Hey kids, long time no see. I'm chilling at the library, thought I would drop you all a line. I'm just bored at work. Thinking about things that piss me off and things that make me happy.
It's all very very involved. Last night I got drunk on home made wine while watching SG1. The dorkiness was painful. But I had a okay time. Trevor got pissed at me, and as I awaken from my drunken haze I relieze he has no right at all to be pissed, which makes me pissed, and definatly not in the mood.
Grrrrrr.
I'm going to U of M Derborn this winter as a Journalism/communications major. I want to go into either Editing or journalism....but will most likely end up in libraries. Well, at the moment, I'm a journalsim/communications major, that's what it says on my app.
Also, my house is gonna be slammin' sweet in no time with the help of a little paint and a lot of Ikea. Also, having a generous well paid new roommate is helping. This is Bobby:
Bobby: I want to buy all the food.
Erin: Yeah...that sounds good.
Bobby: And I'm gonna make this apartment bitchin.
Erin: Sweet, sweet.
Hahaha. It's crazy. She reminds me of me a year ago when we first signed the lease. But more motivated, because she's got me motivated me to actually do stuff! It's gonna be crazy good.
Other than that not much, registered for classes today, um...gonna see A Scanner Darkly with Jon sunday. Knitting, mystery science theater 3000, yoga, not much else.
Oh, and a hedgehog named Hedwig.
Right-o
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| Friday, June 23rd, 2006
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4:45 pm - My poor neglected livejournal.
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hello everyone.
Although I'm only really here for Heather, Colleen, Ryan and James....I love you all.
And I might just start using this thing agin./
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| Sunday, May 7th, 2006
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3:24 pm - I do this every once in a great while
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Pick a band/artist and answer only using that band/artist's song titles:
Sufjan Stevens
1. Are you male or female?: sister
2. Describe yourself: Super Sexy Woman
3. How do some people feel about you?: Borderline
4. How do you feel about yourself?: Dumb I Sound
5. Describe your girlfriend/boyfriend/interest: A Good Man Is Hard To Find
6. Where would you rather be?: Sleeping Bear, Sault Saint Marie
7. Describe what you want to be: A Winner Needs A Wand
8. Describe how you live: We Won't Need Legs to Stand
9. Describe how you love: All the Trees of the Field Will Clap Their Hands
10.Describe your up-bringing: Detroit, Lift Up Your Weary Head! (Rebuild!).
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| Saturday, May 6th, 2006
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12:49 pm
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| Thursday, April 27th, 2006
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5:52 pm - A return to LJ
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Look at this crap!
As soon as I start updating on Lj again, everyone else who's bee ignoring it starts doing it.
Listen:
I know since I'm doing it, it's considered "cool" but come on! Be your own people. You don't have to do what I do just because I'm the most brilliant and good looking gal in the tri county area.
((((Erin's Delusions of Grandure will end in 3...2...1...)))
Okay, I'm over it.
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| Wednesday, April 26th, 2006
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7:29 pm
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| Monday, April 24th, 2006
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9:30 am - Icky
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I have a icky headache and a sick baby to take care of and French class, which is like torture, only much much worse.
Oh gosh.
Oh Golly
Oh Geeze.
Let the fun begin .
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| Thursday, April 20th, 2006
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7:17 pm
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| Wednesday, April 19th, 2006
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5:42 pm
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Described as "one of the most remarkable women in Irish history" Granuaile or Grainne Ni Mhaille (ang. as Grace O'Malley) was a renowned sea captain who led a band of 200 sea-raiders from the coast of Galway in the sixteenth century. Twice widowed, twice imprisoned, fighting her enemies both Irish and English for her rights, condemned for piracy, and finally pardoned in London by Queen Elizabeth herself, her fame was celebrated in verse and song and in James Joyce's "Finnegan's Wake." She is often seen as a poetic symbol for Ireland.
Cool.
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5:32 pm - The dorky/scary thing I'm doing right now to pass the time
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colleen, GIVE ME THE LINK TO THOSE QUILLS ICONS!
Anyway, you all know how I feel about reproduction (gag me with a sharpened stick) and marriage (I'll ring you around the neck before I'll ring your finger.) But I'm bored and this is the scary thing I'm doing right now. If your name appears as a middle name, it's because I love you enough to name my children after you.
Girls
_________(Middle names are interchangable)
Fiona Erin Horner
Mona Patricia Horner
Lydia Colleen Horner ( I like this one a lot)
Deirdre Denise Horner
Maeve Alyssa Horner
Boys
__________
Cole Decon Horner
James Keatting Horner
Colin David Horner
Cillian Ryan Horner
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| Tuesday, April 11th, 2006
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3:46 pm
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| Monday, April 3rd, 2006
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9:33 am
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| Tuesday, March 21st, 2006
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11:42 am - I like my Myspace much better
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I am merely repeating what I put on my myspace, so if this seems familiar. It is.
I just saw a very very disturbing picture on Ryan's myspace...it involves a wet t-shirt...ick.
Anyway. SOOOOOooo tired. Mono-ing it up at the library. I'm not infectious anymore, but I'm still hella sick. I'm gonna try to work all six hellish hours. Depends on if the sleepiness/fever takes me first.
Class yesterday was great. The bad kids in my film class started a argument about religion and then ran outside to have a smoke. I was among them, when I said a rise in supersition could be measured in a rise in church attendnce. I didn't mean to insult the living crap out of people. What I meant to say was that more than half the people who go to church twice a week are going because they think something bad is going to happen and want to be prepared. People do supersitious things for the same reasons. We're seeing a resurgance of people going to church in this decade because the first decades of a new century tend to be more supersitious. Well, I dropped that gem into my whitebread-redneck class, and ran out side to smoke camels with Katie DeRocher.
MmMmMmmm Camels. The only ciggerettes I'll smoke. I'm getting good at smoking too. Some guy was hitting on me at break, he said "I like the way you smoke" what he was really saying was "I'm jelous of your cigerette, and how you like to suck on it!" thank you Harvey Danger. He wasn't half bad looking either, but he looked a little bit like a herion addict, and he was shorter than me. Can't have that. Besides, I got me mine. And we be seeing each other tonight! (glee)
I'm actually liking my super sexy librarian glasses. Je suis HAWT.
Also yesterday, I came home to find a drunk 16 year old faggot writting crappy poetry while colleen was laughing her ass off. Just another crazy day.
The funiest part of my day:
Yesterday I got locked out of my apartment building. As many of you know, the front door has been busted since we moved in, so when colleen lost my keys, I never bothered getting a front door key made. Well they fixed it. So Rebecca and I starting pushing buttons to try and get someone to open a door. One of the buttons stuck. We ran like hell. When I finnally got back into my building, I could hear the buzzer going off. It keep going for what had to be half and hour. Of course it was right next door to me, so I got to hear people cursing the punks who did this, and heavy footsteps by my door, threating me with gestpo like superintendents. I just huddled into a cornor and read Norman Mailer, hoping no one would see how guilty my door looked.
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| Monday, March 20th, 2006
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9:26 am - Yuck a Pucky
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| Wednesday, March 15th, 2006
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3:03 pm
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