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Penn State [Apr. 21st, 2009|08:16 pm]
[Current Location |dorm]
[Current Mood | accomplished]
[Current Music |my metal mix]

Two days after the interview I got my acceptance letter : )
I'm officially a Penn State grad student!  Time to invest in some PSU hoodies and t-shirts...

Of course, in my heart I am and will always be NYU


And with the move-in date only a few weeks away, it's like everything is falling into place..
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mousepad no more [Apr. 4th, 2009|05:13 pm]
[Current Location |mousepad (dorm)]
[Current Mood | excited]
[Current Music |emilie simon]


Brian and I have officially signed the lease for our new apartment!  I can't even begin to explain how excited I am.  As devastating as leaving the city will be, it helps tremendously to know that I'll be leaving to move into a place that is ours

The layout is a little odd and hard to explain.  The front door opens into the "dining area" which is a huge open space.  To one side is an arch leading to an equally big room, the den, which has awesome bay windows.  To the other side is a galley kitchen.  It's still on the smaller side but it's at least fifty percent larger than the one I have in my city apartment.  I already have plans to make over the kitchen, starting by making a backsplash behind the stove ( I see sticky tiles in my future!)  There's an oddly placed hallway which leads to the oversized bathroom (clawfoot tub!!!) and small bedroom, which is probably just big enough to fit our ridiculously sized bed and the dresser.  There are decently deep closets scattered through the place.  I told Brian to make friends with the dresser because I take over closet space like it's my job.  Every room has wood floors and nice big windows with tons of natural light, something I've been deprived of ever since I moved to the city.  

We're both so excited and proud to have a place that is our own, that we are paying for 100% ourselves.  We even managed to scrounge up the security deposit in time to get it off the market without even bothering to borrow from our parents.  It makes it all the more real that we are a family now.

 

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Happy St. Patrick's Day! [Mar. 17th, 2009|02:55 pm]
[Current Location |717]
[Current Mood | chipper]
[Current Music |celtic punk]

Tonight is the night to party like you're Irish!!!
I'm relaxing, gathering energy for tonight's festivities.
 
*Happy St. Patrick's Day!!!
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Engaged [Mar. 9th, 2009|05:46 pm]
[Current Location |dorm]
[Current Mood | ecstatic]
[Current Music |piano stuff Brian composed for me]

Saturday Brian and I headed to Roundtop to get in some skiing.  At the top of the mountain, as the sun was setting, he proposed.  <3 It was the single most perfect moment of my entire life. 

I didn't make it easy! First of all, I procrastinated like crazy because I didn't realize that Brian had a hidden agenda to get me to the top before the sun went down.  I wanted to wait for Jesse, who was supposed to be meeting us up there.  Luckily, we did make it up in time, at which point Jesse made a lame excuse to give us some space ("Um, this kid I'm skiing with wants to, like, meet up with other people...uh...I'm going with him).  I was pretty annoyed that he wasn't sticking with us because I had noooo idea what was going on.  At the top of the slope, Brian unclipped his boots, claiming that he wanted to adjust them.  Then he tried to get me to take off my skis.  The conversation went something like this...

My boots are fine.
Well then just unclip, give your feet a break.
My feet would rather stay on my skis.
Take off your skis, Erin,
I don't want to take off my skis, Brian.
Take them off.
Why?
I don't want you clipped to your skis when I ask you!!

While I stared at him, perplexed, he pulled a tiny dark box out of pocket.  In it was a perfect diamond ring.  I actually threw my arms around his neck (no small feat when you're a foot shorter than him and weighed down by ski boots) before he could say anything else.  Gently, he untangled me enough to look me in the eyes and ask me to marry him.

I said yes, of course!

After the hugging and the kissing, we were actually too shaken to make it down the double black diamond we were at the top of, and had to hike over to the easy way down.   : )

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for Brian [Feb. 7th, 2009|06:10 pm]
[Current Location |717]
[Current Mood | predatory]

since he doesn't have an LJ, I'm posting on his behalf

Enter the answers to these items in urbandictionary.com, and write down the FIRST definition. Yes, the first. Yes, really.

1. Your name:

A reliable "lean on me" kinda friend


2. Your age:
The greatest number of all time.


 

Reason's why: It is... )

 

 

3. One of your friends:
Bag of weed costing $5. Short for "Nickel".

 

4. What you should be doing:
A painful activity in which a man, using the stiffest and pointiest part of his pelvic region, repeatedly stabs a female in her crotch until he feels satisfied. Can also take place between two men, in which one male stabs the other in the bum. Lesbian "sex" may be fun and all, but it aint real sex unless there is some sort of stabbling going on, perhaps with a cleverly shaped hand or steel dildo.

 

5. Your favorite color:
yes... it is most definitely referring to the marijuana... and also, upon occassion, any substance with similar uses. too, properly, of course, it is a golfing term, but that;s really not very much fun, now is it?

 

6. Your birthplace:
The illegitimate love child of Philadelphia and Pittsburgh.

 

7. Last person you talked to:
Ireland

 

8. The last thing you drank:
What Columbians grow and export in an attempt to make the world think that they are not the world's leading cocaine exporter

 


9. Your nickname:
St. Johns College in Cambridge, England. Full of Johnians. Far inferior to anywhere in Oxford

 


 

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baby it's cold... in here [Feb. 5th, 2009|10:53 am]
[Current Location |dorm]
[Current Mood | cold]
[Current Music |Emanuel and the Fear]

Let me start today by coping with an uncomfortable situation by blogging my way through it.   : )

*explodes*
...
*unexplodes*
ow...

I woke up to traffic, an icy apartment, and my poor roommate practically scaling the walls attempting to get the window closed.  It's had a broken latch for awhile and this morning it came open and wouldn't close again.  Brrrrrrr.  Joyce ran to class so now I'm chillin' with the maintenance guy who is trying to fix the latch and close the window.  He's also singing in spanish. 

Oh! he almost had it... Damn.  So close.  It's getting very cold... I'm wearing two sweaters and a blanket.

I have a fantastic adventure coming up tomorrow.  I'm helping a friend (Ash!) move back to the 717 from brooklyn.  We're driving a Uhaul (truck! whoa!) and towing her car behind it.  Doesn't that sound brilliant?! I'm so excited.  We discussed the proper attire for such an occasion.  So far I've found plenty of fake tattoos (girly biker and trashy butterflies), at least one baseball cap. and I have a hienekin light tshirt I got from the village lantern ( <3 bar nights w/ club).  The only flannel I can dig up are pink flannel pants, which Ash said doesn't count.  Neither of us have baggy jeans with holes, but her jeans are on the baggy side and mine are artfully torn, so we kind of average out.

It feels like I'm doing a top gear challenge... Two teenage girls must use their laughable knowledge of lorrying to drive a lorry out of New York City, across Jersey, and safely into rural Pennsylvania.  Just in case that's too easy, the lorry will be dragging a broken down SUV.  

Oh he's just fixed it!  Brilliant.  I'm off to work.  I'll update again following my voyage in the uhaul.  Don't worry, I've already packed my camera.  : )

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Here's to all the bars in New York [Jan. 19th, 2009|10:24 am]
[Current Mood | jubilant]


Happy Birthday, Ben!
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playing catch up [Jan. 12th, 2009|12:48 pm]
[Current Mood | satisfied]


So my ski resort (which I won't call by name 'cuz I don't want to get anyone in trouble) made a little...oops. 

When you take a break from the slopes you have a couple of options for your gear.  Behind the lodge are racks with pegs where you can lean your skis and poles (or board) if you don't mind the fact that they aren't secure.  Some people like to lean them by the windows and then try to snag a table where they can keep an eye on them.  You can rent a locker (sooo expensive) or you can trudge all the way across the parking lot (in ski boots) to stow them in your car. 

That is why God invented ski check!  Think coat check, only for your gear.  The ski check has the same pegs to lean your gear on, only on a raised platform with a fence around it.  The only people allowed up on the platform are courtesy staff, who wear obvious looking red and blue uniforms.  You stand at the bottom of the steps and hand your skis and poles to a staff member who puts them in a numbered slot, then you get a tag that matches up with that number.  The tag is on a stretchy bracelet thingy so you can keep it on your person the whole time.  All in all it's a very safe system.  It's a little more of a pain then just tossing them behind the lodge, but I check my skis every time.  I'm very careful with my gear. 

But when I handed in my ticket last week... no skis.  They even let me come up and check every pair of skis on the platform.  Mine were gone.  It didn't take me long... I know those skis well.  Rossignol Saphirs.  Snowsports from years ago.  Dark blue, with a flower toward the tip.  A deep scratch across the right ski, near the top.  A sticker right behind the left binding that says "Look".  I instructed on those skis.  I brought them to Utah, to Vermont. So it only took me a few seconds to know for sure that they were gone, which didn't stop me from checking each row three times. 

They shuffled me of to security where I filled out a report.  Then I filled out a police report.  Then I gave the manager a report... all the while making sure that they knew that my skis couldn't have been stolen, that the ski check people must have lost them. I thought this was an important distinction to make, because I considered the ski check responsible for my skis. 

It's been a long week, I must have spoken to every other employee on the mountain, but I finally have a happy ending to the story.  The last employee they transfered me too was a guy in the ski shop.  They're replacing my lost skis with a pair of brand new Rossi Attraxions.  : )   I'm soooo excited! 

Still, I hope they catch the guy who walked away with my skis.  If ski check made a mistake and handed me a pair of skis that weren't mine, I would hand them right back.  Who would keep someone else's things like that?
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100 things you never really wanted to know [Nov. 24th, 2008|05:20 pm]
[Current Mood | allergic]
[Current Music |time travel mix]


100 things about me )
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wishlist [Nov. 16th, 2008|07:25 pm]
[Current Location |dorm]
[Current Mood | geeky]
[Current Music |The magnetic Fields]

 A walther PPK (black, and not the 360) that I can customize myself... I've heard it has a lousy trigger pull but such things can be fixed and I'll admit I just want to own one 'cuz James Bond makes it look soooo hot

A 1911, I tried the Springfield and liked it but I'm pretty open-minded about the brand.  It's just that the 1911 fits my little girly hands better than anything else.

A glock.  It's not my favorite gun ever but they're solid and reliable.  I want a crimson trace for it, the kind that wraps around the handgrip but NOT the one with the button in the back because my hands are too small.  I like the ones where the button is on the front of the grip, behind the trigger.  



So yeah, of the many many things I can't afford right now (like razors, toilet paper and food) that's my current daydream.  Something nice, dark, and shiny that I can make my own.  It's funny because I was gun phobic for a very long time (personal reasons) but after I started going to the range with Brian I just started to really enjoy the sport of it.  Now in case you don't know anything about guns, those are all handguns I described so of course the sport I'm referring to is target shooting, not hunting.  I could never do that, although I'm plenty supportive of respectful, responsible hunters.  The deer population (especially where I live) is out of control, and hunting is by far the most humane and natural solution short of giving them back all the habitat we already destroyed...which I don't see happening.  I also would never keep a gun in my home, since statistically that would dramatically increase the liklihood of me getting shot.  It's just that I find target shooting to be very enjoyable, and like all my experience with weapons (hello, fencing) once I discover I like it I want to practice all the time.  Only in PA though, the gun laws in NYC (not to mention the fees for indoor ranges) are bogus.  Really bogus.   

More on this later.  
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Vote [Nov. 4th, 2008|10:02 am]

Get out and VOTE!!!
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oh I LOVE this [Oct. 26th, 2008|07:30 pm]
[Current Location |dorm]
[Current Mood | cheerful]
[Current Music |Skawt's mix]


Enter the answers to these items in urbandictionary.com, and write down the FIRST definition. Yes, the first. Yes, really.

1. Your name:
Erin is a female who has the body of a goddess and the brain of a genius. Men are drawn to her good looks and her awsome sense of humour. Out of all the females in the world its the Erins who rule.
((oh I LIKE this game!!!))

2. Your age:
The age at which one is finally considered human.
((so true))

3. One of your friends:
slang term for a highly attractive and sexually intriguing individual
((true))

4. What you should be doing:
Homework: (Noun) a punishment given to students by evil teachers after the students have already put in 7 hours of hard labor. (See evil, torture, wrong, cruel, unjust, satan, crap)

5. Your favorite color:
The hue of the portion of the visible spectrum lying between green and indigo, evoked in a human observer by radiant energy with wavelengths of approximately 420 to 490 nanometers.

6. Your birthplace:
Another Long Island/Westchester, but in the sunny Florida Coast

7. Last person you talked to:
A £10 bag of weed. Used throughout england! 
 

8. The last thing you drank:
The 4th element required to summon Captain Planet


9. Your nickname:
The protrusion into our dimension of a vastly hyperintelligent pandimensional being. The mice run the Earth, and it was they who paid for the Magratheans to build it.

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Halloween Party [Oct. 22nd, 2008|09:22 pm]

NYU's Sci-fi and fantasy club invites you to celebrate with us at our annual Halloween party!!!  There will be FREE FOOD, costumes, prizes, candy, and of course... movies!!! Rocky Horror and others.

Costumes are encouraged! There will be prizes awarded for best overall, scariest, most effort, and most original!

The party will be in Kimmel 406 on Saturday, October 25th (so you don't have to miss your Halloween night plans!)  starting at 6 pm. 

 

All are welcome!
 

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wishlist [Oct. 22nd, 2008|08:19 pm]
[Current Mood | lazy]

  • lab coat
  • black paint (to finish my drawings)
  • a dermatologist
  • a pedicure
  • peace of mind
  • ten more hours each day
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What does a quail look like? [Oct. 6th, 2008|11:42 am]
[Current Location |work]
[Current Mood | lethargic]
[Current Music |beatles, 1]

ouch, I look like hell...
* Take a picture of yourself right now.
* Don’t change your clothes.
* Don’t fix your hair
* Just take a picture.
* Post that picture with no editing. (Except maybe to get the image size down to something reasonable. Don’t go posting an eight megapixel image.)
* Include these instructions.

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just remember to breathe [Oct. 5th, 2008|02:28 pm]
[Current Location |dorm]
[Current Mood | busy]
[Current Music |street fair outside]

So much is going on right now, I don't know how I don't just dissolve into a million tiny pieces and float away.  I wake up so early, I go to work, I go to class, I go to the lab for my internship, I'm up late into the night doing homework, I sleep for 4 hours, repeat.  Repeat repeat repeat. 

My roommate and I adopted a cat.  No one else would take him, not even the shelter.  Poor baby! He's really cute and fuzzy.  Yesterday we made him a box with lots of holes and designs cut into it and decorated it like a field of flowers/ a castle/ under the ocean/ a cartoon penguin escaping an erupting volcano.   I don't sleep enough.
Last night I went out for drinks with Mara which very quickly became getting drunk with mara because I had forgotten to eat all day and i was in my usual state of sleep deprivation.  It was actually really awesome.  I might still be hung over, but I think it's just lack of sleep.  Still totally worth it.  I need to hang out with her more.  Actually, I need to hang out with peope more in general, but no one wants to hang out at 3 in the morning. 

I'm going to work out as soon as the room gets less spinny.

There is a street fair going on outside my building.  It keeps reminding me that I don't want to leave New York. 

I'm going back to PA for the weekend in 2 weeks to house sit/dog sit/ little brother sit.  Joyce and Ben might visit with me! PEOPLE! I like people.  I should take them to the range.  I should call Lauren if I go to the range cuz she's really cool and likes to shoot and Dave is away but she might not want to cuz she doesn't know me that well and actually do I even have her number? no. 

This post doesn't make sense.  I'm sorry, I'll go nap now. 




Wnot NOW because first I need to finish this entry and then do some homework and THEN nap and then I should workout




breathe...
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brain embolism [Oct. 1st, 2008|11:24 pm]
A baked potato, also known as a jacket potato, is the edible result of baking a potato.


Jesus Christ, thank you, wikipedia. 
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i'm...so tired [Sep. 23rd, 2008|06:00 pm]
[Current Mood | sore]

Thursday night: sci fi, hanging with some jedi, ben's

Friday: after 1 1/2 hours of sleep, spent 8 hours in the ceramics studio with Joyce and got a ton of stuff done

Friday night: head to West Chester, fall asleep early

Saturday: Spent most of the day preparing the pool and hot tub and getting party supplies

Saturday night: party!

Friday: hike all day, rock climbing

Friday night: return to city, die



My weekend was AWESOME    : )
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mmmm [Sep. 15th, 2008|06:25 pm]
[Current Mood | content]
[Current Music |Lilly Allen]


I had such a good weekend!

First and foremost, I had my Brian, which is always wonderful and amazing.  Even better, he brought presents!!! I have a gorgeous new camera, and while I will always mourn my old camera which went through so much and to so many places with me... it's impossible not to love the new fully-loaded version.   I have named it Frederick, and it's a GORGEOUS new Canon powershot S5IS.   I think it may be love.

He also brought me a badass new set of speakers (mine were lame) and a slim little wireless router to replace the one Ben gave me if/when it chooses to die for good.  It was like christmas!!! 

The first night we just spent in, which was something we both really needed.  The next day we hit up Spice (our favorite) with Joyce and her friend John.  After that was the Met with Joyce, John, and Alan, and I got to break in Frederick  <3  

The Met had the new Jeff Koons exhibit on the roof...fan-tas-tic.  I adored it.  We all enjoyed the hip vibe of everyone drinking, smoking, and observing the artwork on the roof.  Alan rolled a pack of lucky strikes into his shirtsleeve a la James Dean.  It was a good time.  

Brian actually ended up missing his train and was forced to spend another night here (I was ecstatic) which we joyfully wasted eating haagen daz and watching classic Star Wars.  

Perfect.  

<3

 

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Alien Invasion! [Sep. 9th, 2008|06:22 pm]
[Current Mood | busy]


NYU Sci-fi and Fantasy club wishes to invite you all to our first party of the year... Alien Invasion!!!

FREE FOOD! (spicy and sweet)
Alien movies/ tv shows!  (possibilities include Alien, Dr. Who, Roswell, War of the Worlds, ET, etc.)
costumes encouraged! (but not required)

Alien Invasion! Will be Sept. 25th, in Kimmel (room TBA)

 

 

 


 

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