alright playas. i've been gone for a LONG while, but here's the new news in a nutshell.
i'm pregnant, due in December, so expect many pictures.
i'm also enrolled in a few culinary and photography classes, mainly just so i can stay on my mom's insurance for the time being.
i'll be getting married sometime soon, also.
photo-ops are just waiting for me.

i can't wait for my baby. i'm 6 weeks already, only 34 to go. GOSH!
okay y'all. much love to the man above.
-erinmoore.

merry christmas...all you anti-sematics out there. :muah!: xoxoxo

i just made three dozen of the ugliest cookies i have ever seen. my mom is going to kill me...they're supposed to be christmas presents for my family from me since i'm a lazy piece of shit and spend my money before i have it...yeah. i think its remotely hilarious...VERY hilarious. all my gingerbread men look kind of possessed...shouldn't have given them red eyes...BAD idea. i love my gingerbread men. my friends can eat them...dirty potheads...i love them.

heh. so last night was interesting. after i spent the entire day still pouting about missing the snow and lugging myself around the malli went to my friend's birthday party and since i'm such a kickass person even went and picked up all the liquor...this is where i overdid myself. now, i'm not a lightweight drinker, not at all. if you know about Georgia Southern, you know about how we drink down there. anyway, one of my best friends EVER bought me a nice big bottle of jager...i LOVE jager with a passion....but somehow bad things always happen when i drink it. so claire and i split the bottle...split meaning i drank 3/4 of it and once i passed out the bottle was fair gamea and she drank the rest. i have successfully spent ALL DAY today throwing up. the last six hours i have done nothing but vomit. jagermeister is my tragic flaw. oh if only i had pictures of me with my head in the toilet. my mom thinks its funny...i think she's a piece of crap. but nonetheless...
lesson learned = don't take down 3/4 of the bottle when you know you can only handle 1/2.

it snowed this morning...and while i was sleeping, all the pictures melted into the ground. FUCK. the one time this year its going to snow in bumblefuck georgia, and i missed it. FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK. another day...another place...SOON. i've not been this frustrated since i lost a roll of film (remember those?) last year. but whatever, mom bought me some kickass canvases and like a million shades of oil paints so i'm mucho happy...i got new brushes too. i feel like i need to bust out the button down shirt and put it on backwards like back in kindergarden. heh. no but seriously, i missed the snow. and i'm pissed about it. i'm in one of those moods where i replay 'clumsy' over and over and over on the stereo. psh. being back home is good though. i think i might actually take a photog. class at gwinnett tech summer semester...that'd be kickass i think. maybe i could aquire some skills and have more than two mediocre pictures ever. i really really really want to go and paint but i'm scared to ruin a canvas...ever felt that way? yeah i do right now.
I CAN'T BELIEVE I MISSED THE GODDAMN SNOW! fuck. i need to have my camera replaced because the one i've been trying to use sucks...my roomates stole my others. assholes. but whatever.
i'm over it. fuck the snow.