Day 63: LONG ASS NIGHT

So we went to the Jason Aldean concert tonight which was fun. We were FRONT ROW but then they let us go into the pit which was awesome. It was all basically ridiculously cool until a fight broke out behind us. This old guy MESSED this one kid up. I have a picture of the ridiculous amount of blood on the floor which I would post but I don't want to gross anyone out. It was damn scary.

On top of that, I had to go into work immediately after. Joy.

Day 62: FIRST NIGHT AT THE CASINO, SON

I won't get home until midnight tonight and I can assure you that I will have no interest in doing anything other than taking off my clothes and going the hell to sleep so I thought that I would just leave you a blogpost now. I have nothing spectacular to share. I might be doing a study abroad trip or two this summer if I can get the money to do so. It'll be pretty darn cool. :)

Day 61: TORNADOS IN PENNSYLVANIA

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Day 60: Cures for depression by Erin Howie

• Drugs
• Alcohol
• Masturbation
• Porn
• Making porn
• Thinking about Porn
• Screaming curse words
• Screaming curse words while making porn
• Food
• Eating food while making porn
• Pole Dancers
• Strippers
• Prostitutes
• Becoming a prostitute
• Chocolate
• Sex
• Youtube Videos
• Youtube Videos about sex
• Sex and Youtube Videos
• Icecream
• Eating Icecream whilist watching Youtube videos about sex
• Violent video games
• Laughter
• Orgies
• Laughter after orgies while playing violent video games
• Touching other dudes softly
• kittens
• Awkward eye contact
• Awkward eye contact with kittens
• Spamming someone's facebook status
• Spamming someone's facebook status whilist eating food, watching youtube videos and having awkward sexy eye contact with a kitten
• Read a book
• Having awkward eye contact with someone reading a book
• Gay porn
• Lesbian porn
• Bisexual porn
• Porn with a story line
• Roleplaying porn
• Three way porn
• Porn with food in it
• Porn in another language
• Checking yourself out in a mirror
• Checking yourself out naked in a mirror
• Having awkward eye contact with yourself whilist checking yourself out in a mirror
• Cookies
• Cookies and Milk
• Sex and cookies
• Sex and Milk
• Googling random stuff
• Googling yourself
• Googling yourself whilist having sex, milk and cookies
• Kicking a wall
• Kicking a chair
• Kicking a person
• Ryan Higa
• My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
• Throwing shit
• Throwing shit at people
• Throwing people while taking a shit
• Erin Howie

Day 59: Fishing

I suck at it. ALOT. Maxwell tried to teach me and I failed miserably. It is obviously not my forte.

I had RAMP training at the casino today. Responsible Alcohol Management Program for those of you who were wondering. Did you know that if you are married and your spouse is under the age of 21 and you go to a restaurant and order a beer, the restaurant is actually supposed to ask your spouse to leave? It is illegal for anyone underage to sit at a table where alcohol is being served unless they are with their legal guardian and husbands do not count as guardians. How crazy is that?

Day 58: Rawr

I had an eight hour training session today at the casino. It was a very long day.

Day 57: Once More, Once More, I'll roll again

So today Max came over for Easter dinner. We filled him up. I love that boy.

After careful discussion, we have decided to put our anniversary back to December 31, 2010 considering we may have broken up a bunch of times but we still spent pretty much every moment that we could with each other so it didn't really seem that we were broken up.

Erin and Max quote of the day:

Erin: You douche bag.
Sue(Max's mama): Don't be mad. He's just playing the cards.
Erin: No, he did it to be a douche.
Max: That's how I play the cards.
Erin: You play like a douche bag?

I was pissed because we were playing poker and I was kicking his ass up until this point when he decided to go all in right after we made a little deal about who won. And he WON that hand.

Day 56: The whole house smells like Beets.

And it's making me sick to my stomach. My mom made them for Easter Dinner tomorrow. Which, Maxwell will be attending at my house.

All of the easter egg hunts were cancelled so Max hid some eggs around the house for Brendan. We took him outside to find them and everytime he saw one he would gasp and say "EGGIE". It was so cute. I've decided that we can keep him. :)

Day 55: I had a bad day

Leave me alone. I don't want to talk about it. Don't ask me any questions about it either. I will virtually punch you in the face.

Day 54: Stupid dog needs shots or some shit tomorrow

I GET TO SEE MAX TOMORROW YAYAYAYAYAYAYAY. Today we're going to talk about things that irritate me irrationally. I hate when people chew loudly. It makes me crazy. I hate when people call me hon. Ew.

I hate when people buttdial me and leave me weird ass voicemails because I never answer my phone because I'm a weirdo who doesn't like talking on the phone. At all. So unless you're my mommy. Or Max. Or Kate. I don't answer the phone unless you call twice. or leave me a voicemail that requests that I call you and you have some problem that can't be effectively answered via text message. This is why I'm not in a university right now. I don't answer phone calls from numbers I don't recognize. I'm just weird. If you want to hear my voice, you will talk to me in person.

One time my one friend called me and left me a voicemail where she was arguing loudly with her significant other about whether or not their baby cried when they took her to the easter bunny

Day 53: GUESS WHO'S GETTING PUBLISHED

So, I just found out today that I MADE IT INTO THE HACC LEBANON'S LITERARY JOURNAL!!!!! Now, before you ask, No, I have no idea what is in it. I submitted three poems and one essay. I got an invitation to the celebration party and I can bring one guest. What should I wear??????????????????????????? I hope Hannah reads this one.

Day 52: Easter Break

I am now officially on Easter Break from school. And I am using this valuable time to catch up on My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic episodes and my three month behind Spanish Homework. I don't see Max again until friday but then I get to see him all weekend. I'll miss him. But I will make it. Nothing new to report.

Day 51: Maxwell's Expert Grilling and More Answers to Questions

Max made burgers on the grill tonight for us to eat. And I left him alone for the first time since he has tried to use the grill and they came out absolutely spectacular. Yummy. Even better than Big Mac's because my fiancee is just that damn amazing. I gave him a back massage with my body butter stuff so he'll smell like a girl for 24 hours but it made his poor old man back feel better. We also played War and he's sooooooooooooooo cute when he loses. He's a poor sport. But so am I. I had never played War before and he decided that I was a deprived child and we needed to play. I love him. :)

 Now to answer some of the new questions I got:

What are your favorite genre of books?
OH gosh, I wouldn't even know. I really like the books where they are about a young girl living in older time Asian countries where they are EXPECTED to do  certain things and they openly defy their parents and the rules and make a life for themselves in other ways.

Did you ever think about writing a collaborative book with someone?
I attempted to a few different times but I don't do very well. I tend to get very "this way or no way" when collaborative efforts go on. EXCEPT when I write books with Tracy. hahaha Like our crazy twilight fanfic and our Zombie Duck Monkey take over

What is your favorite time era? (Futuristic, medevil, feudal Japan ect. )
Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm... I don't know.

Can you have my babies?
Yes. Any time. :)

Day 50: My new addiction.

My Little Pony is now my guilty pleasure. ITS soooo good, I CAN'T STOP WATCHING. Don't judge me. DON'T JUDGE ME.



Good night :)

Day 49: Questions.

If I could be any animal in the world what would I be?

A unicorn. :)

Do you sleep on your side or back?
It purely depends. Haha I usually fall asleep on my back. I have back problems that require me to brace my back against something when I sleep so when I'm on my side I have to put Nemo behind me and it's a pain.

Do I like rain?
I love the sound and smell of the rain. :) if they sold it as a perfume, I'd buy it and spray it all over my house ALL the time.

Do I prefer showers or baths?
Showers. I sit under the water though and have long thoughts.

Favorite kind of milkshake?
OH MY GOD, the gingersnap ones that Red Robin's has at christmas time. SOOOOO good.

Day 48: So if anyone actually reads my blog

I am now opening my comments to any question, absolutely anything. I will answer every SINGLE question in a blog the next time I post. I am mainly running out of things to talk about. I don't lead a very eventful life, in fact I don't even know why you are here.

Day 47: 7 Weird facts about Erin

1. I love Dubstep and The Chemical Brothers, music like that makes me hot.

2. I'm afraid of dolls. And I always have been.

3. I have written over thirty books, I have only finished four.

4. I have the hardest trusting ANYONE fully.

5. I have a freckle on the side of my right pointer finger. How the hell someone gets a freckle there is beyond me.

6. I am a recovering hoarder.

7. I am still struggling with depression.

Day 46: There's a guy singing in the HACC Library

So today I went in for my preorientation stuff for the casino. I had to pee in a cup which I totally fail at. I don't know how to properly position a cup so that I don't pee all over my hand. I held in my pee all day so that I would have pee to give the lady. So when I sat down on that toilet my bladder pretty much exploded. It's amazing that I even made it to the toilet.

I also got fingerprinted. And it wasn't with that black ink shit that they used to do and that you see on jail t.v shows, NO, it was this SUPER AWESOME machine. They sprayed my fingers with nasty smelling water and put them on this piece of glass and it took a picture of my finger print. I was so damn excited about it that the police officer had to repeatedly ask me for my hand back because we weren't done yet. The whole time I was like "This is so cool! THIS IS SO COOL!"

I also got my racing license which I have no fucking idea what it does or what I can do with it but it doesn't expire for another three years at which point I will have to pay to renew it.

Also, I got fitted for a uniform. I have this burnt orange type shirt with sparkly gold "HC" written on it and brown pants that I had to pull all the way up to my titties to keep it from dragging the ground... I hate being short.

Day 45: Uncertainity

My life is full of it.

Day 44: Movie Review

Hanna is the most EPIC movie ever. Go and see it RIGHT NOW, or we can no longer be friends.

Day 43: Turn this Bastard Off

Sometimes I really wish I could just shut my brain off. You have no idea. This always happens to me. My brain runs at 90 miles per second. I never ever ever stop thinking and I jump topics CONSTANTLY. Allow me to enlighten you to what a typical minute with my mind is like:

 I'll start thinking about cats and then that will remind me of a youtube video about cats and then that will remind me of this youtube video I saw last night and that will remind me of my blog and that will remind me of my post last night which will remind me about how I don't care if my future children hear me swear which will make me think about kids which will make me think about Brendan which will make me think of that one thing he did that made me smile which will make me think of Max which will make me think of the fact that we still don't have enough pictures together which will make me think of the epic picture I took the other day on my phone which will make me wonder if I ever called that one school back which will make me think of HACC which will make me think of Spanish which will make me think of Mexico which will make me hungry because I will be thinking of Mexican food.

All in a minute. That's probably alot less topics than are typically covered in one minute actually.

I irritate the living SHIT out of myself.

Especially when I am writing a story and I start writing the entire book in my head and then I think of an EPIC scene for future in the book and guess what? then I can't concentrate enough to write the part I am at.

OR This happens:
I am writing a story and I get a new idea for ANOTHER story.

Everytime that happens, I cry because then I have a hard time writing the story that I am on. :( GAWD.

In case you were wondering, yes, my brain did this today and I really just wanted to pull it out of my head and give it a good shake and tell it to CALM THE HELL DOWN.

Day 42: It's been a long day.

So I'm going to sleep. Oh were you expecting a significant blog post? If you would like to complain please refer to my Human Resources hotline. Their contact information is listed below.

Human Resources
1-800-GO-F*#@-URSELF

Day 41: A post at ELEVEN FORTY P.M

I am a caffeine addict. Like on a bad scale, so I have been attempting this week to quit caffeine. I have been successful but now I get to go through withdrawal. Now I have tried to give up caffeine a numerous amount of times and have gotten to the withdrawal stage and relapsed. The withdrawal symptoms are horrible. I shake. I get terrible headaches. And I get bitchy beyond belief, like ten times more bitchy than I am usually. So right now, I posted a blog with a GIANT headache and managed to not chomp anyone's head off. Yay me.

Day 40: "YOU went to work. You wanna know what I did for the last four hours? I SANG JUSTIN BEIBER SONGS TO MYSELF"

As you can see I have added a warning to my blog, in case all the underage children out there that shouldn't even be ON THE INTERNET, don't think that my foul ways are encouragement to speak bad language. Now if you were my children, sure, referring to your teacher as a bitch behind her back would be suitable behavior. BETTER than suitable, it would be rewarded behavior. But since you aren't, please don't go around swearing at random people. I know I'm like basically the Shit and you want to look up to me but DON'T, okay? It's an extremely bad idea. Thank you and have a nice night.

Day 39: I'm tired of being a hermit.

I am going to plan a giant get together, and everybody better show up. I never go out anymore, especially now that Max is working two jobs. UGH. I need to go to someone's house. Or go to the mall. OR SOMETHING. I hate being stuck in the house. It makes me crazy.

Day 38: Hannie overfeeds my fish.

So, I have nothing interesting to talk about. AT ALL. I have to pee really bad too. I just thought I would share with you. OMG THe worst thing in the world happened at work today. Infinitos was basically dead by 8 o clock. So we all started cleaning our little butts off, and we were almost completely finished cleaning and at like 8:20 about twenty people walked in. I cried on the inside.

Day 37: Odes to Hanniecake and Nemo.

So today I have decided to blog about how absolutely wonderful Hannah is and this definitely was not at all suggested by Hanniecake herself. So Hannah is basically the prettiest girl in the entire world and she takes amazing photography. AND she's the sweetest girl in the entire universe. And I LOVE HER.

Next up on my list of things to blog about today, are some weird things in my room. Starting with Nemo. Nemo is a three foot long fish pillow that I sleep with at night. I have a problem which has to deal with my mild OCD where I can not fall asleep at night without a pillow between my legs and holding something. Well, Nemo covers both of those things. He IS a pillow. And I can reach my legs up around him and hold him at the same time. He is my bed partner and I probably won't be able to go to a sleepover ever again without him.

I don't really have any incredibly strange things in my room. I have some pretty awesome dragon lamps. Their bases light up. I got them from a yard sale years ago. I also have one of those walking and barking puppies that they sell in every toy store, it's a dalmatian I named Daisy. haha. Well, I thought for sure I would have more strange things in my room but I really don't. The crap in my room is relatively normal I suppose.



Day 36: What's in my bag?

As by suggestion by my one of my best friends ever. I decided to do a "What's in Erin's bag" blog, and because I doubt everyone will believe all the things I list, there will be pictures. You will be amazed how all this bullshit fits in my bag, when you see how small the bag is.

Now this is the bag I take with me to college. Since I only JUST really got a purse that I'm actually going to use, I figured it'd be better to review whatever shit is in my college bag, plus my college bag hasn't really been cleaned out since first semester.

First of all, I always carry my spanish book and my speech book. I only carry my Macroeconomics book on the offchance that I actually care enough to on Wednesday nights when I have the class. Mostly because if I forget my spanish book for class, I'm fucked because we do EVERYTHING out of the book. And I just carry my speech book, because I like to read it.

Here is a picture. I trust you can tell the difference.

Next thing that you will pull out of my bag are my six notebooks. I have a notebook for actual school work, I have a notebook for the current story I am working on (in this case it is "Can't Catch Rain") I have a notebook for my wedding planning. I have a notebook I am making for my fiancee. I have a random blank notebook in my bag for emergency use and I finally have a notebook made from elephant poop. (< yes I'm serious)

Here is a picture of them all and beneath this is a picture of my elephant poop notebook that I bought just for the coolness of having a notebook made of elephant poop

Next, you will find my folder where all the papers I will look at once and never look at again, get thrown into. On this folder you will note that there is an upside down sticker on it. Don't judge me, I'm an idiot.

Next we will list all my choices for writing utensils. I have my sacred pencil box which harbors all of the pencils and pens I use for my stories. I have a bit of OCD and can only write with mechanical pencils when I am writing stories so I keep all of my mechanical pencils safe in that pencil box. I also have a random red pen, a box of colored pencils and a box of gel pens that also contains a silver sharpie.

As far as random crap goes, I have three empty jewelry boxes. One from Zales, one from Piercing Pagoda and one yellow one that doesn't have a name. I also have a prom dress catalog, a Valentine's Day card from one of my friends, all of my Senior Pictures and the Sing-Off Best of Season 2 Cd case without the cd.

Next, I, of course am carrying two books at all times. You never know when you might finish one so it's always good to have a back up.

The two I currently have in my bag are Entice by Carrie Jones and The Game (previously published as
"Invitation to the Game") by Monica Hughes.



Now as for what I have left in the pockets:

• Pepper Spray
• Motrin
• CupCake Hand Sanitizer
• Nivea "A Kiss of Milk and Honey"
• Nivea "A Kiss of Shine"
• An eraser that is SUPPOSED to erase Ink and Pencil but DOESN'T
• My school Id
• A pair of headphones
• Two Pennies
• A ponytail holder
• My lanyard with both my hard drives, A quacking duck keychain, A mooing cow keychain and a t-rex keychain whose mouth lights up

And that concludes what's in my college bag.

Day 35: He's my best friend.

He listens to me when I need to bitch and always takes my side.

He comforts me when I'm sad.

He knows everything there is to know about me and still loves me.

He knows all my ticklespots.

He knows exactly what to say or do to make me laugh.

I smile so much when we're together, my face hurts.

My day feels like it's missing something without him.

He's my better half.

He's my fiancee.

I love him more than I have ever thought I could love anyone.

Day 34: Playboy bunny sleeppants

BEST thing ever after a rough day.

These are heavenly, extremely soft. If playboy ain't your cup of tea though, I got them at Spencers and they had like four hundred and twelve different styles