the soundtrack of my life:

opening credits :: Gorillaz - "Re-Hash"

waking up scene :: Wham! - "Ray of Sunshine"

average day :: Blur - "Coffee and TV"

best-friend scene :: Tenacious D - "Frienship"

out with friends scene. :: Queen - "Don't Stop Me Now"

makeout scene :: David Hasselhoff - "Du"

sex scene :: Jack Black - "Let's Get It On"

fight with friend scene :: Third Eye Blind - "How's It Going to Be"

break-up scene :: Maroon 5 - "Through With You"

get back together scene :: Maroon 5 - "She Will Be Loved"

'lifes okay' scene :: Modest Mouse - "Float On"

high school scene :: Garbage - "Only Happy When it Rains"

heartbreak scene :: Coldplay - "Shiver"

mental breakdown scene :: The Avalances - "Frontier Psychiatry"

driving alone scene :: Puffy AmiYumi - "Long Beach Nightmare"

lesson-learning scene :: Barenaked Ladies - "Testing 1, 2, 3"

deep-thought scene :: Barenaked Ladies - "Brian Wilson"

revenge scene :: Mindless Self Indulgence - "Bitches"

chase sequence :: The Mars Volta - "Intertiatic ESP"

'dance off in a club' scene :: Jamiroquai - "Canned Heat"

kareokee scene :: Tina Turner - "Baby, I'm A Star"

happy 'dance around your room' scene :: Kartina & The Waves - "Walking on Sunshine"

summer vacation scene :: Vitamin C - "Vacation"

regret scene :: Coldplay - "The Scientist"

long night alone scene :: Sarah McLachlan - "Building a Mystery"

death scene :: Styx - "Come Sail Away"

closing credits :: Irene Cara - "What a Feeling"

resident evil: apocalypse = biggest piece of stereotypical large explosion ass kicking ridiculous over the top action movie crap you'll ever see.

MTV.com - Onair - Dyn - Laguna Beach

you wanna talk about weird? check that link out.

my hometown has become the target of the latest mtv reality show. words can't describe how odd it is to click through that website, seeing the faces of people i sat right next to in economics class, hung out at a party with, or say hello to as they work literally right across the street from me. they're jazzing up all the places i see and go to on a daily basis. granted, everyone and their dead grandmothers knew the show was being made here, but... damn. it's just so odd now that it's finally going to air on the television.

supposedly i'm floating around in the background in some shots. one night i went to an open mic night at a local coffee shop and there were cameras everywhere. several months later mtv sends waivers to my house to sign. watch every episode if you want to see the definition of SEXY.

or not.

sadly, i'm probably going to end up watching every episode anyway.

it's hotter than hell in my house.

art school is fantastic. it's not even school. it's like "get up, go to a studio at one, draw for four hours, go home for the day". hot damn. if this is a dream i never want to wake up.

can't stop eating banana bread!!

AWWWWWW man the director's cut of donnie darko was awesome. everything that was missing from the original was added and everything that pissed me off about the original was taken out. yes yes yessss!! can't wait for it to come out on dvd...

i've been playing harvest moon on my gameboy advance for more hours than is probably healthy. i'm having trouble finding a wife, but who needs relationships when you have livestock!? they are...

dog: triumph
chickens: john tesh, hitler, gerald ford, john paul ii, pol pot
horse: doop
cow: howie d

did i already write that it was my birthday? lots of dvds were received. hoorah!!

i go back to work in the morning but i still need to hang some of the ten thousand posters i got from con, especially after i had to walk to office max for poster stickums.

zzzz...

sometimes bad things happen and you end up spending more than ninety-five percent of more than a week's worth of time in your house eating very little, drinking martinis, drawing tons of venture brothers fanart and tracking a fedex package that is due for delivery on friday every ten minutes to see if it has left chattanooga tennessee yet.

i haven't written in a really long time and so much has happened. as usual, elaboration is too much effort so i give a crappy run-down of the basics.

new york was the most spectacular thing ever, but i think i might have already written that somewhere.

comic-con was, as always, the most incredible and exhausting experience a nerd can have. so many ridiculous things but all of it lovely.

adult swim continues to amaze everyone in the universe (especially me) with new shows. i am so obsessed with the venture brothers and i'm not even sure why. i guess i just can't get enough of the goofy villain-type stuff, a role deliciously played by the show's character "The Monarch" and his deep-voiced significant other, "Dr. Girlfriend".

hooray. i watch the trailer on noodlesoup.net over and over. it's fun!

i should update my website someday.

NYChronicles : Day 1
11:20 pm EST

once upon a time, erin was going on a trip to new york city. her flight was very early in the morning, and she was excited. she decided that she would stay up all night instead of go to sleep. she sort of accomplished this task, and got very little sleep that night. then, she went to the airport and got on a plane. the plane flew to a place called dallas, texas. however, in dallas, it was raining and the plane was delayed two hours. but all was well once the plane set out for the la guardia airport... or so erin thought. the plane got lost in a big cloud and circled around and around, trying to find the airport. there was a very hairy irish man sitting next to her. finally, the plane decided to land in a place called "stewart/newborough", which was a large flat of concrete in the middle of nowhere. erin was hungry and upset. everyone on the plane was confused. but then finally, the plane set out again and successfully reached new york city. fourteen hours later.

that was the most boring story ever but it is all true. now i am in new york, and it is amazing. i have never been here before so everything is strange and wonderful to me. i am staying with family friends and they have been so glorious for the two hours i have been here thus far.

everything that glows puts me in a trance. and since everything here DOES glow, i am thrilled and dazed.

there is a dazzling planetarium right across the street.

so much to do! i want to see the giant toys r us. i want to go to museums. i want to see a broadway show. i want to stroll through central park. i want to stalk conan o'brien.

perhaps i can acheive all this and more. perhaps...

and on a side note, apologies to anyone who has written me emails in the past few weeks. i have been whoppingly busy and had not had the time to respond. sorry sorry.

so tired now, but i'm sure tomorrow is going to be loads of fun...

chronicles of riddick not that good, especially given the way adam has reacted to it (by buying the soundtrack, animated dvd, pitch black, video game, and very soon, poster). very pretty for the first forty minutes and then it becomes thoroughly boring due to the horrendous lack of plot/dialogue/general giving-a-shitness about any of the characters. judy dench floats around, aptly playing the character i like to call "the enigma" since you never find out who she is and what the fuck she's doing. actually, you never find out who anyone is or what the fuck anyone is doing in the movie.

i graduate from high school in about eighteen hours. then they put me on a bus and don't tell me where i'm going and dump me someplace until five in the morning.

i have a new cream i need to put on my face that is literally making all of my skin flake off everywhere. it's like having cheek dandruff. it's really not that attractive

knotts berry farm is very dirty.

i sleep now.

two months later!!

scholarships have been won! school over in three days! new job acquired! food eaten! drinks drunk! prom madness! new boyfriend!!

all of this and more. too much to even begin to write about. erin has been busy busy busy.

i have seen many great things, but among the best was earlier today when a woman in a white robe and turban was doing shoulder shrugs and waving her arms in the air on a residential street corner by my house.

also had a very hefty drink at medieval times last night. got tipsy and stole a salt shaker. hopefully they will never read this

sweet sweet dinonuggets!

i graduate in a week!

just thought i'd pop in for a bit to write before i jump into bed.

things have been busy busy busy lately, but thankfully now scholarships and all college miseries are done with. now erin can rela-- wait, no! schoolwork! tests! recent loss of a job! life is fun.

the days are much longer now. soon the sunsets will be at one o'clock in the morning. i dread this. i like the night.

it is also very cold at night. i try my best to keep warm in my bed despite having dreams where i'm disguised in a kkk outfit and being lit on fire, all while i decide which shoes would be best to put on in order to escape unnoticed. then conan o'brien was in a jack in the box in la. what next?

last night's installment of insanity was having a box about half of the size with my car apparently filled with the entire series of hellboy. i tried to figure out how the hell i was going to fit the huge box in my car for the roadtrip i was going on, even though i had arbitrarily sprouted wings and had no need for a car anyway. i just sort of hovered about and pondered the box dilemma.

i was talking about a dream, in case anyone didn't get it. because i know if i read that last paragraph offhand, i wouldn't have understood it either.

sleepy sleepy sleepums...

P.S...

today i was accepted into the Laguna College of Art and Design. there's no hope for me now.

P.S.S...

generous monetary donations appreciated

it has come to my attention that spike and mike's sick and twisted animation festival is one of the single worst atrocities ever visited upon the animation industry and mankind. it is quite literally shameful to the art form i have basically dedicated my life to. save three or four films, the show was filled with nothing but tasteless and pointless shorts. some dragged on for so long and were so horrible that i actually zoned out and got very bored, which almost never happens to me while watching anything animated. other shorts were honest to god drawings by stoners who would simply paste a frame of an open mouth over the closed mouth on the character, which was still visible on the corners of the open mouth. the people who put this show together obviously had no regard to the quality of picture or substance of the films. as for the shorts that were actually good (john dilworth's mousochist, stubble trouble, whatever that death one was called, and of course don hertzfeldt's billy's balloon), being played next to such terrible films is embarrassing due to the sheer contrast. and happy tree friends... i love it, but that needs to stay on the internet. flash will never be able to give the same whimsical feel that hand-drawn animation gives. ever.

that having been said... if you live in the laguna beach/socal area, go see the animation show in the downtown Laguna theater. coming in several weeks. support some stuff that is actually good.

"the animation show: it's better than spike and mike's, i promise"
--erin

is it dumb that, after i flush some dead ants down the toilet, i am afraid that they might come back to life and bite my ass while i'm peeing?

not writing passion of the christ review like i should be doing. need to take car in for servicing, but need to clean car out first. car so dirty. sand and peanut cookie crumbs everywhere. so, so dirty.

had another bonfire this weekend and the mormon was more volatile with the flames this time. we lit a shoe on fire and he ran down the beach with it. napthaline can almost exploded. only food was marshmallows and that just wasn't very nice. then we went to someone's house and sat in the street while a dog stared at me.

my hair needs to be cut before it eats my face off.

the other day i saw a man who was a construction worker with an orange hat. but upon a closer look, i discovered the hat wasn't a regular construction hat at all, but a FINDING NEMO hat. with little fins and clownfish stripes on it. i also saw a lady wearing a hat with these huge red spikes all over it and it trailed down her back. it looked like she slaughtered somethin' fierce to have the flesh of the beast fashioned into a hat for her to sport like some prize trophy. i almost crashed my car because she looked so cool.

high kicks

many people cannot spell correctly and this annoys me. a whole lot. like, more than you can imagine. but i'm trying to tone myself down a bit and stop judging people so much on their grammatical ability. but... it is very difficult. arrrgh. happy man updated my ipod software for me today because i am too lazy to do it myself. i need new shoes too. i need so many things. what's with all the need i do?

kick kick kick

bomp

very foggy outside. drove home from dinner with a friend and admired the street lights shining from behind the trees, creating a lovely sunray effect.

submitted my final portfolio to laguna college today. although i'm pretty sure i'm already in, there is that little naggy nugget of doubt saying that there is a chance the committee will look at my stuff, wrinkle their noses, and go "meh", and then move on to the next thing. i really don't want that to happen. i'm supposed to hear from them tomorrow to find out if i've been accepted or not...

i don't know what it is about humanity but for the past three weeks i've learned just how many people around me are very close to illiterate. nothing against those people, but... sometimes it amazes me.

also another thing i've learned is that people, as a whole, are very odd and i cannot understand them. they also leak fluids at times, which can be utterly unpleasant as well

need to write a review for passion of the christ. need to draw three cartoons for journalism. need to finish community service mexican flash cards. need to have recommendation letters filled out. need to finish art piece in class. need to do econ homework. need to write poems for english. need to take notes on whales for marine ecology. need to work all weekend. need to draw personal things brewing in my mind. need to buy a new sketch book. need to fix up my current one before it completely falls apart. need to schedule a haircut. need to start working out more. need to stop eating crap (not literally).

there is too much to do.

i freaking hate scholarships. i know i have to get them all done but i hate them SO MUCH that i just don't even want to bother. i am lazy. bloor.

if you were my boyfriend and you just so happened to love cheesecake, i made this and would have given it to you:





but i don't have a boyfriend and probably won't ever so i ate the cheesecake all by myself.

for the records:





largest chocolate strawberry i have ever seen. it is .37 pounds and is worth $6.99. and i dipped it!! ha!! oh god i need a life

so i've been watching the lion king maybe three times a day ever since i read doug tennapel's little review on it. it really IS good and very well written. i like to sit around like a complete dork and analyze it all and point out which parts of the movie are which of the major stages of the traditional hero's journey. i feel so smart when i do that. also, it's nice to think there was a time when disney could make a quality movie and have characters say words like "kill" and there wouldn't be a herd of overprotective soccer moms burning down buildings and eating people alive while they hide their children in locked boxes. "morning report" is an atrocity.

sick sick sick once again. loads of mucus. can't seem to draw anymore. just sketch a bunch of retarded faces and attempting to make something complete. it's not working!! arrrghh!!! i no finish art in months!!

animation show coming to my hometown... steve and i are swollen with pride and very excited. posting flyers is going to be the highlight of my life. i can't wait to see it ten times and then some. I EAT MY EYEBALLS IN PLEASURE

i want to go to the zoo and draw animals.

scar is effeminate and scary.

yay zombies

check THIS out.

that, ladies and gentlemen, is adam levine. he looks like the unholy fusion of kyan douglas and seth green. his music also sounds like jamiroquai and matchbox twenty had a baby. did i not tell you that maroon 5 is amazing?

winter formal this weekend and i excited. lots of dancing going to happen, but that is if i can avoid the recent bout of pink eye my sister has so conveniently developed. grand.

new haircut too. my follicles are brimming with spray-in wax and pomade/wax and hairspray and four different kinds of straightener. it doesn't feel to pretty but it sure can kick your ass sideways. it sticks up so i have an über-psuedo-faux-hawk thing happening. i don't know if it's really that cool or i look like some sort of vegetable bird. i like it though. i think that's what matters.

critic on dvd is now mine to have and hold. it is the good one. best buy can make me angry. i almost thought i ran out of coolant today. and also, i wrote a poem. i don't know if it's finished yet but here it is so far:

Rectal bleeding
I have no phone calls
Heavens to Betsy
Spark plug!

Meat chilling in the cooler
The answer is "green"
Put it behind your legs.
Warm Susan Summers night

Sean Penn frightens me
Elegance to the touch
Raspberry jam pie
Turn around

Sandbag Sunrise
Towering walrus monument
Chicken in a trash can
Take off one sock

rain rain rain rain rain rain rain.

maroon 5 is my new favoritest band in the universe and the lead singer is hot as hell. their video would suck if he wasn't so hot and rolling around in sand the whole time while being so hot.

stuff happened. that's all i'll say.

e out

the first weekend i can drive a car and it's the most uneventful weekend of my entire life.

instead of going out with my friends and doing everything i've always longed for once i could legally get behind the wheel, i find myself driving aimlessly, listening to coldplay very loud while nobody answers their phones and i become very tired, while all of this eventually leads up to me eating my weight in tofu. what i want to know is where the hell everybody went so suddenly.

saw teacher's pet. cute and fun in a spooky sort of way. there are a lot of visual gags in it, most of which involve trees vomiting maple syrup. interesting? definitely. also lots of classic disney movie spoofs. the bird voiced by jerry stiller is the best character. and also... "honey bunny boombox" is the greatest thing to call anyone ever. i hope someday i can call someone i love that and they'll still respect me.

i think i'll pop in zoolander and wait for anyone to call me more than likely after my curfew. wah.

WOW it's been awhile since i've written. so much more crap has been happening and life continues to be an insane whirlwind of events.

recent events, however, have been surprisingly good.

number one: i got my driver's license.

number two:





anyway. new years... going back to school... yeah. it's all what it has been but hectic with a tint of pleasant. driving sure is nice. boy howdy is it nice!!!

i will be very happy when finals are done and scholarships are filled and sent and college interview and portfolio and slide taking and the demolition of the earth is done.

speaking of demolition of the earth, i've picked up hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy again and i forgot how utterly awesome it is. i've been drawing my own renditions of the characters like mad. maybe i will post some soon.

vroom