Moody Meow

Liberal, lunatic lassie, with mood swings and foot-in-mouth syndrome

Severance

In the words of Dead Can Dance:
Severance,
The birds of leaving call to us,
Yet here we stand
Endowed with the fear of flight.
Overland
The winds of change consume the land,
While we remain
In the shadow of summers now past.
When all the leaves
Have fallen and turned to dust,
Will we remain
Entrenched within our ways.
Indifference,
The plague that moves throughout this land
Omen signs
In [...]

Friday = goodbye

If you want to say it, you’ve got once chance. We will be at McCraney’s on Friday @ 9:30. If you want to stop by la casa sooner, you are more than welcome, although I may be eye-ball high in boxes and stinky. Moving is sweaty work.
The truck is coming tomorrow. We will have the [...]

This is your head…

This is your head when you are trying to move across the country in less than a week with a living room full of boxes and a million things to do while trying to plan all the goodbyes and somehow fit in some writing otherwise you will got absolutely apeshit (and if anyone from Seton [...]

Home Sweet Home

After a hung over day of classes, stressing about getting lost on the way to the airport, the layover and stomach ache in Atlanta, and planning for the next trip —- I am HOME!
there’s much more to say, and I hate to be brief, but it’s good to be back. Amanda promised us dinner and [...]

The days tick….

I am sitting in my room now, trying to get sleepy. It’s been hard today. I’m overwhelmed, hungry and hormonal. Good time to be bi-polar, eh? There’s a lot going on, and I felt like the world and deadlines were swallowing me, so I came back to the dorm, read through a story or two [...]

Seton Hill…day 2

I got here last night, but we just had orientation and dinner. It was fun and quite inspiring. When I arrived, it was raining, but the drive up to the school itself is awe-inspiring. A tunnel of trees sheltered the street, and my first view of the school was the administrative building, which is by [...]

I become a master

Seton Hill looms. I’m nervous because I’m not sure where to go when I get to campus. I will write about the weekend and my last day at work. For now, I’m going to try to get my brain settled enough to rest.
It’s going to  be a long night.
There is rain in the forecast for [...]

Welcome to my home

I have a place to hang my birdfeeder. With evergreens and a porch, Cat helped us with our new home. The porch is lined with tile, the kitchen has an island big enough for my salsa disasters and cooking fiascoes. There’s a bus stop outside my front door, and our property is lined with sidewalks. [...]

Send blessings…

Cat’s Chloe is very sick. She’s been a part of Cat’s family for a long time, and the prospect of losing her is… well I don’t think I need to explain the gravity of this situation.

RIP Mister Wizard

I remember sitting in my grandparents’ house, on the floor, juice in one hand and a PB&J in the other, watching him perform magic with science.

Where is my e-mail, bitches!?!

SOMEONE RENT TO ME!
There… I feel better now.
Our landlord showed the house last night. It was a surprisingly painless experience, except that she doesn’t know about Voodoo so we were trying to get the cats to hide. You know canned air? Yes, perfect Kitty pisser-offer. They didn’t come out of their hiding spots for a [...]

A place to hang my birdfeeder

Cat was kind enough to help us out by pointing us to a lovely apartment complex. The place is nice, and we would have a ground floor unit with a view. It’s a 2/1 and right in our budget. It is near transportation and close enough to the burbs to be convienant. It’s got a [...]

In your heart…where is the home?

We suffered another setback yesterday in our search for a house. The house that Cat look at for us in the Northeast section, well the guy rented it out to someone else. I don’t know why he turned us down and I was too upset to bother asking. Not surprisingly, this is really stressing me [...]

Liberty Street

This is the story I submitted to Seton Hill. I meant to post it weeks ago. Please remember that I totally turned this in at the last minute, that there are grammar and plot issues, and that the point of view shifts. It’s a work in progress, after all, and although I am disappointed in [...]

Hopes and Orange Juice

In another nonsensical episode of “This is Erica’s Life!” we discuss the hopes and dreams in Portland, the longing for a particular house and the joys of orange juice. Brought to you by Stress, Gray Hair and Irritable Personality Disorder. We now return to our regularly scheduled madness.
Cat’s going to look at a house for [...]

My aching bones

The trauma with my hands continues. I went to the doc and they told me that I have bone pain. No shit! I just paid someone money to tell me something I already knew? Lovely. Next, a hand doc. The bad thing is that I lose my insurance next week. Wonder if I can bang [...]

Mission, sorta, accomplished

I hate writing long blog posts. For the sake of my readers, I feel like I should break things up catagoreically and not let the personal stuff blend with the policital stuff, and not to let the stuff about the move blend with my fun in the now. I should get over this. I like [...]

Battlestar Gallactica to End

Holy frackin shit!

Good juju

D found the place we want to rent. It’s a duplex, but it’s freaking AWESOME!
Cross your fingers, your toes, you freaking eyes — what ever! Give us some good luck and I promise you salsa. Yes, I am willing to pay for good vibes with salsa….. lots of salsa!
Think: Sellwood house — Sellwood house — [...]

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