Sunday, March 13, 2005

*yawn*

Oh my bejeeeesus! what a weekend... I'm so tired! So, finally the Guardian challenge thing is over. I'm so relieved... The Auction was last night. It went well, the video was great and everyone gave me lotsa kudos for being kick-ass. I'll post pics of the event later...

Cut to this morning. It was all go go go from the moment I woke up. I did some work for Mingo's cd cover right when I got up. Then showered ( I did V05 hot oil on my hair and I'm feeling' silky!), slapped on my new ebay sunglasses (prada! what what bitches?) and headed downtown to meet up with Justin, Sheila and Brad, who were fresh from that cold Running O' the Green this morning.

We all caught up, chatted and basically just chowed down on some really fatty food and beer. mmm... then Tim and I came home, I finished up Mingo's stuff and spent 3 hours helping Tim sand and stain our new/old coffee table. It looks really awesome. I'm proud of us city kids gettin' dirty and workin' all hard. So I spent and hour practicing my piano lessons. (don't laugh) and then made quiche (pronounced Keeeeeeee-chaaaay at our house). *whew* and now, I'm going to watch me some iron chef.... I'm huge dork. this is so sad. aaaah vellll.
~e

3 Comments:

Blogger Daniel Jones said...

Oh Erin....St. Patty's day is coming up...if there are two people i know who rock on the clover day..it's me and you...
i'm seeing Flogging Molly. for like the tenth time, but they rock so frigging hard it doesn't matter.

9:25 AM  
Blogger villanovababy said...

that is so true, i was listening to worst day since yesterday and thought of you... Bummer about not being able to visit you, maybe next year on St. Patty's day?

guinness taste
lilting down my chin
glass pounded down
on that lacquered counter
small stools with wobbly legs
old irish men sniffing
with contempt for those
for the fair weather drunks
at sean donlons
in fair annapolis lay
the truth
guinness.
it's what's for dinner....

11:09 PM  
Blogger Daniel Jones said...

very nice,
i do belive god was a litle wine-drunk when he thought you into existance.

9:42 AM  

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