take a look-see.

the 'besty'





ericas last stand. with turbo the cat.





3 weeks, no carbs, and the dress aint all that bad.





the ladies of the house, in the west wing.

I still look back to my Tanglewood days.

I went downstairs to put my laundry in the dryer.
We had been in the living room for awhile. Old friends, homemade burritos, and Sangria. There were a lot of puns being made. a few songs were even sung.
I walked downstairs for a minute.
Then back up the stairs. I opened the door and looked at my friends.
In a picture perfect (movie-esque) way i looked at them right as Billy Bragg began to sing his tune.
Way over yonder in the minor key.
and I remembered the old days. My tanglewood days. There are so many days and nights and things I have associated with this song. And I started to think about them.
And Amanda turned and looked at me. I stood akwardly in the doorway, staring at my friends with the backdrop of Bragg and Tweedy.
and she asked me "Do you have a memory with this song?"
And as I was hit with thoughts of mixed Cd's and Matt Maust my sisters' band and Jamie being an alt country star and driving out to Las Vegas...and the only answer I could conjour up was "yes. a lot."
To which she said, "Lets make a new one"
And I replied, "Ok. Tell me about this new memory"
And she proceeded to list off the events of the evening. Sangria, burritos, old friends, and a lot of general silliness.
And, I must say, I like the new take on the song. And the next time I hear the song, I will think about this. Maybe I will be lucky enough to be standing akwardly in the doorway in the presence of friends and I can think back to right now - because right now I am happy.

I am in love with Regina Spektor.
I don't even have the record, I just listen to 4 songs on myspace.
but I love it. love love love it.

At this particular moment, there are any number of things I could choose to be irritated about.

1. The severe lack of communication skills that I find most men have today.

2. The severe lack of vacation I have had in the last 6 months.

3. The severe lack of caboyhydrates and sugar I have eaten in the past two weeks (thank you, stupid bridesmaid dress)

4. My inability to pay my bills on time (or at all)

5. My piss poor choices in relationships

6. The incessant stream of bums in the alley behind my apartment (directly beneath my bedroom window) that root through dumpsters in hopes of finding bottles and cans.

Today, I let the bums win.
Today, they are my source of aggravation.
Today, I will blame them.
Really, they NEVER stop. I can't hardly sleep in this room because I battle the sound of clanking bottles and the stomping of cans. If I am really lucky, they heave the cans and bottles into metal truck beds with with fervor. How many cans and bottles could these bums possibly find in my alley, one might ask? Lord only knows -- but they sure find a lot. and they find them every night.

I've heard that a diet lacking in starch and carbs can lead to heightened emotions and listlessness?
Maybe that is my problem.

But really, all fingers point to the can stomping bums. I cant sleep with this racket.

i need a vacation

I have spent too much time living in my head recently.
there is a lot going on, and I just don't have the energy to expel on this here keyboard.

So I apologize for the uninspiring posts and surveys. Really, I know they are silly. I apologize to your eyes for seeing them.

I will be back (with dramatic reverb) soon enough.

I just want to get away for awhile. Arrowhead, San Luis, San Diego - Alaska, Europe, Cornerstone, whatever. If I have to go on tour in a smelly van - then so be it. Its just that Orange County steals your soul after awhile. And I want it back.

come on you little web surfers...

I am changing a lot of Militia Group's web marketing -- and am trying to get a gauge on what web sites you people visit. So tell me. I want a BIG FAT LIST. so feel free to share lots.

personally, I go to:
Pitchforkmmedia.com
Pollstar Online
Myspace
Absolutepunk.net (yes, for work. don't make fun)
You Tube
The Onion
Boing Boing
and sometimes Synthesis.net

fridays are for surveys. or something like that.

FiRST real best friend: Laura Steel, followed by Abbie Roe.

FiRST school: if you count pre-school, then that. Otherwise, it was Forest Lake Christian High Scool (yes, I was homeschooled itll high school).

FiRST funeral: My brother's. But I don't remember it.

FiRST pet: Bruce Springsteen (the cat) or Chelsea (a big black dog)

FiRST big trip: When my family (and I) moved to Alaska when I was 8.

FiRST flight : same as above? or maybe to Orlando/Disneyworld when I was 7?

FiRST celebrity crush: Zach Morris

FiRST time out of the country?: Mexico when I was 8 (with my dad and his church youth group).

FiRST job: American Express Financial Advisors. I filed things. (I started babysitting when I was 9, however)

FiRST myspace friend: Other than tom? Careen / Drew.


Now everyone has had their LASTS


LAST person you hugged: Becca. for her 25th birthday.

LAST car ride: to work

LAST time you cried?: after I hung up the phone with a boy couple weeks ago.

LAST movie you watched: Everything is Illuminated

LAST food you ate: apples n peanut butter

LAST item you bought: gasoline for my car. ick.

LAST shirt worn: um the Dysinger Dragon sweatshirt I am wearing now?

LAST phone call: Josh from the Midwest Music Summit

LAST text message: Erica, about the shower tonight.

LAST thing you touched: my cell phone

LAST funeral: I honestly can't remember. its been a long time.

LAST time at the mall: The main place mall the other day for Mongolian BBQ. but no shopping was involved.

LAST time you were excited for something: I am excited to go dancing tomorrow night! woot!

LAST person you saw: amanda and kristin, before we went to bed last night.

LAST thing you drank: Airborne

LAST person who broke your heart: same person who made me cry on the phone.

LAST time you were honestly happy?: right now. (my myself with a cup of coffee, its raining outside, and I am listening to sigur ros).

PROCESSING...

a lot to tell.
not a lot of time to tell it.

vegas was ok.
got a nail in my tire.
work is busy.
my work email is down so i can get anything done.
i had a lot of bands staying at my house.
i haven't been sleeping well.
but i've been thinking about about where I've been and who I am now.
and I think I am in a good place.