July 2002 Archives

[ July 21, 2002 ]

I went to woolworths with adam. He got a new car. I found out that michelle the security guard chick, the one going out with lisa from Sado, used to work at woolworths with adam. And her father is the dairy manager. And her brother used ot work at Hornsby woolworths too but then he moved to the frenches forest store. Learn something new every day.

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[ July 15, 2002 ]

i'm sorry mr.blog i forgot about you.
*yawn*
today my girl made me reeeeeallly nice vegan cookies...mmmmmn
and kat made her hair go dark.
all aj might have a job. *YAY*

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[ July 11, 2002 ]

sleepy town, sleepy coffee, sleepy red couches. want to join me?
sounds delightful, when do we leave?
tomorrow on the 8:34 train.
oh, that's very soon. i'll have to go pack.
no, don't worry about packing anything. all we need is good coversation.

erin [11:15 PM] Comments (1)

do you think that maybe if i was different you'd care when i enter the room
perhaps if i was going out somewhere you'd ask me when i'd be home and if i'd be safe
i've never known you to be interested in my life, so i'm scared to think about the prospect of it being a reality
if you spoke to me would you criticise who i am? yell at me for not being up to your standards?
if so, would it be worth it to try and get close, just to be pushed further away by your attitude towards me?

erin [11:09 PM] Comments (0)

the storm rushed through the windows of the big ship. the ship was green, and had 'houlia' painted on the side. she was a good ship, but now a damp ship. although, she was already pretty damp from being in the sea....hmmn.. ok, anyway, the storm was pretty bad, so bad that everyone on the ship was hiding under their blankets in their bunks. except for harry. harry was an odd one. people thought maybe he was dropped on his head as a child. harry was out on the deck, soaking wet from the rain, but just standing there having a conversation with his sock puppet, bill, about the meaning of life.

erin [10:52 PM] Comments (1)

paint a picture of emotions and hold me in your arms
we'll float along the river under a blanket of bright stars through black blue sky
i'll take your hand and place my lips on yours
i'll know every part of you and you'll know every part of me
we'll drift until morning greets us with warm sunlight

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[ July 10, 2002 ]

maybe i'll buy a big boat and sail off into the sunset with my beautiful girl. or perhaps just rent a nice little apartment and enjoy sunday morning sleep-ins.

erin [10:42 PM] Comments (2)

so it's wednesday and there's nothing to do. these corn thins are a bit stale but i don't think i can be bothered to open a new packet. newcastle was nice, i wish we could have stayed all week. not that there's much to do in newcastle but being away from 'it all' was a good feeling.
for those who are interested the bruise didn't wash off, but the grass stains did. i got them from cardboard sliding down grass hills without the cardboard. they were rather steep hills too with randomly placed rocks.

erin [12:22 PM] Comments (1)

[ July 09, 2002 ]

right so here we all are then.
i'm going to have a bath and wash the grass stains off my shins. maybe the huge bruise will wash off too.

erin [04:57 PM] Comments (0)