9:52 AM|so mike posted the link to the great horseradish challenge... i delved deeper into the site and found the cinnamon challenge 2001

god bless this guy's heart (and tongue, nostrils and esophagus)

don't miss:
climb the tree for a dollar

3:14 AM|chuck jones
what's up, doc? rest in peace.

1:18 AM|for those confused... THIS is me in 1983... the glamour shot pictures were in 1993! (don't i look happy... i think this was the night of my first dance or something and i was really shy back then and mom was making me go... i didn't wanna)

1:08 AM|eric, the late night chats are always keen! thanks!

1:38 AM|

okay. inspired by kate, i am posting my GlamourShots that were taken 9 years ago...

so, without further delay... welcome to New Jersey circa 1993, erin is sporting mall hair (keep in mind, the clothes are NOT mine!).

enjoy...

the simple wrap and black gloves

the attempt at "sex kitten" status

ah, the ingenue. so fresh, so jaunty... not my clothes.

the last photo on the right... my boob popped out right after this was snapped, i felt this happening, hence my look like i am a deer caught in the headlights... i found out afterward that my "photo shoot" was being shown live on tee-vee throughout the Freehold Mall

yeah that was a fun day.

9:49 PM|oh yeah... Cowboy Mouth and Better Than Ezra will be performing in NYC at Irving Plaza on April 1st... april fool's day... a monday of all things. whatevah! i am so THERE!

doing tee-shirt designs for them right now (cowboy mouth, not BTE)

9:33 PM|wheee! i weighed in tonight at weight watchers... and i lost! sweet!

6:30 PM|very cool... i am geek mystique's aortal pick of the week... hmmmm... i haven't updated my pick in a while huh...

now am off to weight watchers, not sure if i will break into the 150's (keep in mind... 40 pound boobs) or not tonight...

12:57 AM|i am worth exactly: $1,995,864.00

which is about $40 more than my stalker is worth... so he had better save his pennies :)

10:18 PM|YAY!!! Jim Shea (yowza!! grrrrowl!!!) the grandson of the olympic medalist that was hit by the drunk driver a few weeks ago... well, he won the Gold Medal for Skeleton... YAY!! good for you!!!!

8:44 PM|

incoming: GSB™ on his way over for the "final crap we left at each other's houses exchange"

i do not expect this to be good. he probably won't cross the threshold (hopefully). whatever.

i will not cry. i have no hives. my eyes aren't swollen and my nose is now it's normal color and size.

(think erin... say your mantra over and over: he's a f---nozzle... he's a f---wittage...he's a f---nozzle... he's a f---wittage...wait, gotta put lipstick on... atta "Girls" nice and perky now! - okay, as perky as you will get... fine, i will settle for semi-semi-perky, i know it's quarter to 9pm and you're tired... okay... mantra... f---nozzle... f---wittage...all set)

the exchange: lasted 15 seconds

8:02 PM|20:02•20.02•2002

8:17 PM|one good thing about having the heart stomped on.... no appetite. i have lost 7 pounds since sunday. no lie.

to tell you the truth i am feeling like i am over this one (granted, it's only the first 72 hours. i might be in denial... but i think i had that briefly yesterday at 10am...followed by nausea)

still am feeling a slight sting as if a band aid was ripped off or a knife was gouging out my eye, but that's just a dull throbbing pain i can live with. am getting better at "bouncing back" and i think it's from reading all your comments and emails. and i thank you so much for them!

just don't tell my stomach that i am over the GSB™, i still want it to think it's depressed.

ps... better than ezra dug my small ad for them on the first try... yay! (there is white space for promoters to put dates and venues)

3:30 PM|thank you to EVERYONE who is sending me emails and posting to my site. it's helping me put this in perspective...please note: i am not the one who started calling GSB™ a F*˘knozzle. [thank you though to those who did, the word alone made me chortle.] thank you for the tips on reducing eye swelling by using preparation h on them. it worked, even if i felt like a total freak, who just was broken up with, with arse cream on my eyes. and nope, i am not sabotaging my weightloss over this. i did come home and i ate the leftover pot roast. mainly because i didn't want it mocking me when i looked at it, like the watch the GSB™ gave me for february 14th. actually since yesterday according to my scale, i am down 6 pounds

came home and wore my traditional nightgown that i wear when breakups happen... mom gave it to me in 1992. it's seen it's fair share of use.

it says: "It's better to have loved and lost, than to be stuck with a jerk"

2:53 PM|the GSB and i broke up.

i had a longer post here.

but on june 13th i took it down. well, actually i screwed up and i pasted the current post into the one from feb 17th ...

whatever.

it's done - over- fini.