. . . . . entries for 30.5.07 . . . . .
Courtesy Frank: what the fuck. Frog juice?
| You Are a Good Friend Because You're Supportive |
 You are almost like a life coach for your best friends. You give them help when they need it... but you also know when to give them a push. People tend to rely on you for moral support and advice. You've probably always been mature for your age, so this is a role that's you're comfortable with. A friend like you is one of the rarest kinds. You are both a good mentor and companion. Your friends need you most when: They are confused or worried You really can't be friends with: Someone who only wants to complain Your friendship quote: "The only way to have a friend is to be one." |
I initially go the "honest" answer, and then (ironically) I changed an answer because I didn't think it sounded quite right, and got this. :P
Today, I did not go to physics because I had the social studies award thing, which was nice. I did go to compart, where it rained from the air conditioner. That was. . . quite something. :P There are videos all over the Internet of it.
. . . . . entries for 29.5.07 . . . . .
Incidentally, my eyeball painting (of Frank's eyeball) is Kind Of A Big Deal over in the art wing. It's on the senior show posters. I feel rather special.
Kaplan thing was not actually tonight. I am actually going out of my fucking mind. ARG.
Foomph. Foomph is the sound of Erin imploding.
Polisci journals are extra credit. This, far from setting my mind at ease, makes me wish I had worked on other things this weekend for, verily, I have plenty more to work on.
Kaplan audition tonight. Good times will be had by all?
We don't sleep in Chateau de Sherman.
. . . . . entries for 28.5.07 . . . . .
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there's some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
AGH my Kaplan audition is tomorrow and I have not prepared at all.
Incidentally, I've sort of had a life for the past couple of days, which is why I haven't been blogging. Perplexing, how I blather on more when I have less material upon which to blather.
So my computer is not dead, although I was under the impression, for a while, that it was - just the surge protector being bitchy after the thunderstorm last night. The Jezebel-won't-turn-on episode was followed by an Erin-your-room-is-an-insufferable-mess episode, so I've been cleaning/getting stuff together for the Salvation Army.
And I have endless polisci work to be doing.
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This here coldish thing I seem to have is kind of ridiculous.
. . . . . entries for 26.5.07 . . . . .
Tonight might be a good night for a walk.
| You Are an Okay Student |
 You know how to get by school, but your heart isn't always in it. Motivation is a problem for you. Maybe you need to study something more exciting! |
Since when do articles on economically bizarre energy systems disappear in the Sherman house? Since TODAY.
I wonder where it went.
Doug Jones may be my new favorite actor.
On a note of the-world-is-not-all-bad: Emily the profoundly beautiful and brilliant got into Bard. :)
Apparently there is a nationwide motorcycle thing afoot today, especially in Cobleskill. Such flocks of bikers I saw. Such flocks!
Also in Cobleskill, my mother and I bore witness to a group of middle-aged denizens protesting the Iraq war. Mom honked at them and gave them a thumbs-up. A few minutes later, on the other side of the town square-ish area, we saw a knot of "Support Our Troops" banner-holders of similar size and makeup.
It was rather cute.
. . . . . entries for 24.5.07 . . . . .
| Your Love Song Is |
 Yellow by Coldplay "Look at the stars, Look how they shine for you, And everything you do, Yeah they were all yellow" You're so in love, it's like a drug. |
Now, don't get me wrong, I love that song, but, uh. . . I'm not seein' the connection a whole lot. :P
Nevsky was magnificent.
. . . . . entries for 23.5.07 . . . . .
So I guess my point is: I'm glad I slept this afternoon, before I had this revelation. Sleep seems like a waste of time now.
Five journals a night starting tomorrow? Snatching my last few NHS hours this weekend? Getting in touch with Stroebel to get his signature on something saying I volunteered for Youth Court?
This is berserk. Understand when I say berserk: not merely crazy, ridiculous, insane, psychotic, deadly, but BERSERK.
. . . . . entries for 22.5.07 . . . . .
The worst thing - about my current state of cannot-do-a-damned-thing, I mean - is that, really, it's probably all in my head, and if I were not to believe that I am in a state of cannot-do-a-damned-thing, then I would not feel so incapable-of-doing-a-damned-thing.
There is an extent to which one cannot outsmart oneself, not even the really, really stupid parts of oneself.
Frank came by unexpectedly, with a rose - sunset-colored - and chocolate, and kept me company for a little while. I don't think you need telling by now what I think of this, but, because I am boring, and female, and happy: I love him. He is pretty damn phenomenal. I am pretty damn lucky to have my Frank.
| Your Reputation Is: Mystery Girl |
 You're the girl that everyone is trying to figure out. Men are attracted to your intriguing persona - and women want to copy it! |
. . . oh? :P
So today, I
-resorted to fingerpainting on Frank's eyeball, which is going rather well
-was abjectly miserable and braindead during physics class
-did not swim due to abject misery and braindeath
-was not encouraged by stat class
-liked talking to people at the English thing, and I always like shinies, BUT
-was unsettled and shamed by the knowledge that Colin was striking set just behind the curtain in the Little Theatre where the ceremony happened
-went home and was seized with an urge to rip dead branches off the lilac tree, which I did, while
-sang Lilac Wine
-am ludicrously tired
-need to do a hell of a lot of work.
Arg. :(
. . . . . entries for 21.5.07 . . . . .
Handy reminder: this still exists, should you think it absurd that I am constantly in the spiritual company of an ocelot, and should you be inspired to change that absurd thing.
And also:
48% GeekMingle2.com - Free Online Dating
Not very geeky, apparently.
Huzzah for no real homework due tomorrow. :P Which is not to say I should not be working my ass off. I should.
Bunny, perhaps. Bunny and The Black Swan and maybe work on my English final or annotated bibliography? (My English final will take a lot of time to get right, and bunny must dry before I can paint her, should I make her. Hrmmm.)
| Your Power Bird is a Swan |
 You are a truly graceful and gorgeous creature. You easily see beauty in yourself and others. Intuitive and in touch, you can often guess what the future will bring. And you're flexible enough to accept the changes that life has in store for you. |
I am becoming increasingly fond of swans, big, mean brutes though they may be.
. . . . . entries for 20.5.07 . . . . .
THE PISTACHIOS ARE GONE.
But my mom got me chocolate, which is nice.
She also got a Big Scary Crockpot which my dinner is now in. I should go eat it, then re-immerse myself in Beloved. o.O
I have exactly eight habañero pistachios remaining.
| You Are the Ace of Clubs |
 You go at everything in your life full force. You are a natural gambler. Your life definitely has some extreme highs and lows, but you know how to ride out the low times. A total adventure seeker, you are never satisfied by what's normal or ordinary. You like to push limits and shock people. You're dramatic, but a drama queen. Your life has been a wild ride so far. You have stories that people can barely believe. And you're probably still young... with a lot of wild rides in front of you. A gamble you should take: High stakes roulette Your friends would describe you as: Crazy Your enemies would describe you as: Demented If you lived in Vegas, you would be: A high roller |
It's funny because it's wrong!
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| You Are 77% Pure |
 You're pretty pure, and you have no plans on changing that. You do have a devilish side though... and it will probably get the better of you. |
This makes me adorable and deserving of hugs.
Easily cheered up: Frank called, wanted to know when I wanted to meet for fireworks, suggested eight, earlier? says I, I'll call you, says he, because he's going somewhere with his dad, and so he'll call me.
Better.
Haircut. Not really layered enough, looks too tidy, blah blah blah. Sigh.
New prospective glasses, probably to be acquired within the week. Green. Apparently flattering.
Today started with this beautiful dream, half-lucid, almost about me but not really - about poetry - and it has gone steadily downhill. It is rainy. Niskart jogged a sentence of my story such that it no longer makes sense because of one misplaced word.
I wish I weren't here.
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| Your Love is Represented by a White Rose |
 While you may or may not be totally naive, you do approach love with an eternal innocence. You love like you've never been hurt. And you put all your faith in your partner. Your philosophy on love is: be honest and be yourself. |
I stole Frank's hoodie. :D It smells like him.
Fools was amazing! Good job to the cast, crew, and DIRECTOR. Huzzah.
. . . . . entries for 17.5.07 . . . . .
WHY DID IT HAVE TO GO AND GET BLOODY COLD AGAIN!?
I am THIS CLOSE to being out of habañero pistachios. Highly distressing.
Youth Court is a homey sort of place for me. A joke, on many counts, but a homey joke. A joke that knows it's kinda funny, and laughs.
. . . . . entries for 16.5.07 . . . . .
And so we revert to normal spring weather (read: rainy, 50's and 60's) for Niskaday. *Word.*
Incidentally: who wants to walk around Niskaday (totally smashed, of course) with me on Saturday? I have an eye appointment at 3, but I'll be around before and after, in all likelihood.
Someone made me a mouse again. Sigh.
Filling out Princeton forms? I don't know how many roommates I want. I don't want to put down no roommate, a) because it's socially moronic and b) because they'd never honor that request. I'm thinking I might put 4 or more because I'd be likely to get a suite, and maybe I'd get tossed in with a slew of indie kids (since my first preference for roomie behavior is having alternative/"other" music playing as study background).
Har har. I like me a good indie kid.
. . . . . entries for 15.5.07 . . . . .
| You Are Somewhat Like Your Mom |
 Believe it or not, you and your mom are pretty darn similar. It may not seem like it at times, but you and your mom have a lot of common ground. Over time, you'll probably get closer ... especially if you emphasize the things you like about each other. |
Mrf. I don't really want to grow up to be my mom.
Oh I *love* these thunderstorms. Thunderstorms and Frank. They're right up there in the Stuff Erin Loves.
Incidentally, I was a big deal at the foreign language thing, and I was wearing a pretty white dress with my classy heels that eventually stopped bugging me, mostly because a) my feet were numb and b) I had somehow figured out a way to wear them such that they wouldn't move around and kill my toes. Huzzah!
. . . even if our speech got kinda messed up near the end. :P
Donner und Blitz und Regnen! Huzzah.
Also: my classy white heels, while very pretty, are MURDEROUS.
OMG tired.
. . . . . entries for 14.5.07 . . . . .
All I want to do is belt Farin Urlaub lyrics at the top of my lungs, but I must draw Merkely and, ultimately, BECOME Merkely.
She's kinda cute.
Beloved is my other, and she is mine.
My God, what a magnificent book.
So kids: should I do it?
"Dear Erin,
We submitted your gorgeous photo!
Congratulations. It is my pleasure to inform you that the Selection Committee has voted to accept you as a 'State Finalist' for the title of MISS NEW YORK USA®. Just imagine, you could be our next representative in the MISS USA PAGEANT® in a top rated national television production on NBC."
And it goes on with details about the pageant weekend, which is November this year. How the hell I would do it is totally beyond me, and truth be told, I probably won't, but still.
It's pretty funny.
Also, Kaplan invited me to "audition" for a job as a teacher - more lucrative and probably more up my alley than all this beauty queen balderdash.
Also also, in that tentative place called "reality," I have a tremendous amount of work to do this evening.
Immer.
Noch.
Auf.
Deutsch.
Which of Henry VIII's wives are you?
this quiz was made by Lori Fury
Guilt compelled me to write the paper. Yearg.
And today, there will be German. O, there will be German.
. . . . . entries for 13.5.07 . . . . .
You know. . . I don't think I'm going to write that other damn polisci paper. At least not yet tonight.
So lazy. It's overwhelming.
Damn polisci. Damn it to hell.
Hey! It's my mom!
You should most definitely second-guess her. :P
Hmmmm! Very interesting. Second-guess me here.
| You Are Ashlee Simpson! |
 Stylish, unique, talented You're your own woman! "It seems like I can finally rest my head on something real I like the way that feels" |
I sort of wanted to be Liz Phair, in spite of the fact that I really. . . really. . . am not Liz Phair. :P
Oh the coldness, and the sleepiness.
I wonder if they're always going to make prom the night before Mother's Day. It strikes me as. . . rather awful.
In any case. Happy Mother's Day. Mrs. Sherman rules by fiat today, which is. . . interesting. We've been cleaning, and we're going out to breakfast. God only knows if I will get anything done what needs doing. Oh well.
. . . and, as an afterthought: it is my own damn fault if I don't.
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| Your Life is Rated PG-13 |
 Your life isn't totally scandalous, but you definitely don't shy away from adult themes! |
Yes, well. :P
Hahaha! I just applied for twelve jobs at once. I love the Internet. :P
My head sort of hurts, or something. It sloshes, and is too heavy. Mrf.
I have all manner of balderdash to do this weekend. I shall make an attempt at a list. I must
- obey motherly commands, for obvious reasons. This entails applying for at least two internships and going out with dad to find a good Mother's Day present.
- write two polisci essays on a 50-page Supreme Court case I have not actually read yet. (The length of the case is my own damn fault. I could work on a shorter case, but I'm actually interested in this one - the recent EPA balderdash.)
- make one final bunny.
- work on the massive German project on Angela Merkel I told Herr Car I'd have done on Tuesday. (At least I finished the speech. . . this morning when I woke up at 4:30. [I like the weather, the alternating perfect sunny beauty and perfect drenching thunderstorms.])
- read Beloved and actually do some independent research, like I failed to do for the discussion today.
- write polisci journals? Ha. Haha. HAHAHAHAA.
- take pictures for my compart project. Somehow. Um. Hm.
Donnerrrrrrr
Blitzeeeeeen
Regneeeeeen
Deutsssssssch
. . . . . entries for 9.5.07 . . . . .
That will be all.
| You Are Not Stupid |
 You got 10/10 questions right! While acing this quiz doesn't prove you're a genius, you're at least pretty darn smart. |
. . . well. That's a relief.
Tomorrow, the summer thunderstorms COMMENCE.
The grammaticky bits of the German AP might kill me. It's unfortunate, really.
New acquisitions: a pretty pink sunburn and pretty white heels.
German AP tomorrow (good grief good grief good grief). So there will be studying, but in the immediate future, there will be reading of Beloved, because I'm supposed to have another 64 pages done by Friday, on top of seminarish research (or: independent Bible study).
. . . . . entries for 8.5.07 . . . . .
Mrf. Stat was okay. Laid siege to Chateau de Ostrowski. That was better than okay.
I do not know how my father survives on so little sleep - well, no, come to that, I know: painfully. With non-hereditary hypertension and unexplainable aches and pains. He should sleep more. He should, when it comes right down to it, retire. He does a lot. He shouldn't have to.
Mrf, mrf, mrf. These headphones go into my ears. INTO my ears. It is. . . rather scary.
Where o where is the AP stat exam, o where, o where could it be?
I guess I'll just have to wander around and find it. :P
. . . . . entries for 7.5.07 . . . . .
Yearg. I have to do my damn NHS hours soon.
So, the social studies department wants a quote by a historical figure that I am fond of. At the moment, these three are in the running:
"What if, rather than speaking or dreaming of an absolute beginning, we speak of a leap?" -Søren Kierkegaard
"Words - so innocent and powerless as they are, as standing in a dictionary, how potent for good and evil they become in the hands of one who knows how to use them." -Nathaniel Hawthorne
"If you have built castles in the air, your work need not be lost; that is where they should be. Now put the foundations under them." -Henry David Thoreau
What do we think? I chopped quotes that were too verbose, canned, or by figures with whom, for one reason or another, I did not want to associate my name. :P
| Your Interpersonal Intelligence Score: 74% |
 Your Interpersonal Intelligence is High You are definitely a "people person." You enjoy spending time with others. You instinctively understand people, and you are both a good counsellor and mediator. However, there are definitely times when you've had enough. And that's when you cherish being alone. |
Like now maybe.
Well, my house looks even more hurricane-stricken than it does on your average day, due to importation of stuff from the Cape. In case you weren't aware, my house (on your average day) really, really doesn't need to look any more hurricane-stricken than it already does. Really. REALLY.
Jesus H. Christ.
. . . . . entries for 6.5.07 . . . . .
| Your Intrapersonal Intelligence Score: 84% |
 Your Intrapersonal Intelligence is Very High You've spent a lot of time introspecting, and it's really paid off. You are comfortable with who you are, and you have a life philosophy that you are happy to live by. And you're always re-evaluating what you believe. Because you learn something new about yourself each day! |
And tomorrow, we'll return for interpersonal intelligence, which will be much lower!
So I actually *did* apply for the Miss America pageant. :P I don't anticipate that going anywhere, but wouldn't it be a riot if it did?
Beloved is so odd. I just do not know what to make of it.
. . . . . entries for 5.5.07 . . . . .
Waitlists are absurd. College admissions are, indeed, absurd, most of the time - to work in nearly any admissions office is to employ oneself by means of absurdity.
I think Shimer, anyway, is one exception to this. Colleges that receive a deluge of applications have to be absurd to get a "balanced class," but colleges that receive a mere trickle are not absurd because they are thrilled to get a class at all.
Apparently I haven't got a lot to say lately.
Well. Parents are going to Cape Cod soon, like now soon. I'm not. I have APs next week, so perhaps I'll study - probably German, as stat and econ are already so far drilled into my brain I don't think I could dislodge them if I tried.
I think my favorite outfit of all time consists of my subtle (black, with PRINCETON in huge orange-and-white letters down the left leg) sweatpants and my "NASTY, BRUTISH & SHORT" Shimer shirt. I wore it to the family gathering last weekend (or was it the weekend before?) and I believe people got a kick out of it.
I am wearing it now. Not that anyone will see it. I have been expressly told not to have anyone over while the parents are away.
Sigh.
| You Are 60% Creative |
 You are a quite creative person. You're always involved in at least one interesting project. Keep it up and keep learning. Your creativity may bring you great things someday. |
I wish I could create a revelation unto my parents: our daughter is 17. We do not need to supervise her every motion in this world.
I came, I saw [better than I've been seeing], and I got contacts! And tank tops. And a dress. And sandals. Woo.
There is something wonderful about a totally innocuous tank top in a pretty color.
. . . . . entries for 3.5.07 . . . . .
| You Are a Feminine Beauty! |
 You make any guy feel like a man, simply by standing next to him You have a classic womanly appeal - and you've got a look for every occasion This doesn't mean that you can't kick back in (designer) jeans and sneakers You just prefer to be girly and sweet as often as possible |
Sounds just like me, right? :P
Scratch the thing about physics. I should have studied a lot more. :P C'est la vie. It will be liberating to have something other than an A on the ol' report card at last.
Unrelated: Frank Ferraro looks incredible in his all-black concert dress.
Also unrelated: invited to participate in the Miss America New York pageant today, or the teen level, if I'd prefer. Maybe if I had abs. :P
. . . . . entries for 2.5.07 . . . . .
Conclusion: I know economics, and know physics well enough to not need to study. . . a lot. . . to pass. :P
Arg.
. . . . . entries for 1.5.07 . . . . .
MIKE GRAVEL
ON THE COLBERT REPORT
MAY 2
THAT'S WEDNESDAY
TOMORROW
AT 11:30
WATCH IT
WATCH IT
my god my god my god it's impossible but with all this coverage in the flamingly liberal media he might even have a chance!!!
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
| There's a 24% Chance You've Been Abducted By Aliens |
 Even though you have a few alien abduction signs, you're almost certainly in the clear. However, if aliens ever do come to your neck of the woods... they'll probably be coming for you! |
Well. That's unfortunate.
come home?
.:people:.
{ting}
she looks like the real thing
{mari}
out and about
[kelsey]
THIS IS AMERICA
{yianni}
stop being depressed
{alisa}
other
[shannon]
close and far
{frank}
islands where no islands should go
[cassie]
eating knowledge
{colin}
my dm
[emily]
shoulder to the wheel
[brian]
nostalgic for fantasy
[nicole]
industry insider
{elle}
angry enviro
[matt]
never heard of miyazaki
[pirate dan]
are you reading this?
[olga]
distracted
[messiah dan]
messiah/believer
{max}
approach focus
[natalie]
wait a minute
[susan]
solitude
{greg}
manbeargreg
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turtles! turtles! by araglas
(heavily modified by yours truly)