My World Through Your Eyes

Journal Change

Fri, 28 Dec 2007 01:05:33 GMT

Hey all,

As promised, I'm writing to tell you all about my new journal. I have finished it and so for those of you who would like to add it the user name is mn-songbird. I swear it's my final change. There are lots of things that inspired this user name and I'll tell you all about them in the mn-songbird journal.
I'll see you in the next chapter of my life.

Eryn

Xmas and second to last entry

Thu, 27 Dec 2007 04:25:45 GMT

Hey all,

Yes the Eryn is still alive. I have just been to lazy to write so I thought I better do so now.
Just a few fun things before i get to the real stuff.

I got this from Sycho, he posted this to me because he knows how much I love cats and I love my furry little feline very very much.

Dear Cats:

The dishes with the paw prints are yours and contain your food. The other dishes are mine and contain my food. Please note, placing a paw print in the middle of my plate and food does not stake a claim for it becoming your food and dish, nor do I find that aesthetically pleasing in the slightest.
The stairway was not designed by NASCAR and is not a racetrack. Beating me to the bottom is not the object. Tripping me doesn't help because I fall faster than you can run.
I cannot buy anything bigger than a king sized bed. I am very sorry about this. Do not think I will continue sleeping on the couch to ensure your comfort. Cats can actually curl up in a ball when they sleep. It is not necessary to sleep perpendicular to each other stretched out to the fullest
extent possible. I also know that sticking tails straight out and having tongues hanging out the other end to maximize space is nothing but sarcasm.
For the last time, there is no secret exit from the bathroom. If by some miracle I beat you there and manage to get the door shut, it is not necessary to claw, whine, meow, try to turn the knob or get your paw under the edge and try to pull the door open. I must exit through the same
door I entered. Also, I have been using the bathroom for years – feline attendance is not required.
The proper order is kiss me, then go smell the other cat's butt. I cannot stress this enough!

To pacify you, my dear pets, I have posted the following message on our front door:
To All Non-Pet Owners Who Visit & Like to Complain About Our Pets:
1. They live here. You don't.
2. If you don't want their hair on your clothes, stay off the furniture. That's why they call it "furniture".
3. I like my pets a lot better than I like most people.
4. To you, they are an animal. To me, he/she is an adopted son/daughter who is short, hairy, walks on all fours and doesn't speak clearly.

Now...some of those things I can definitely agree with. Ozzy follows me to the bathroom all the time and if I can manage to get the door shut before he can get in, he sits by the door and waits for me to open it, either that or he does meow and scratch at the door as if to say, "Mom, let me in." or "Mom I'm mad at you for locking me out!" MEOW!!!!!
Ozzy is forever running right in front of me. It's like he wants me to trip or something, or worse step on his tail and paws and then he gets mad cause i did that. I don't mean to hurt him but when that happens, I feel really bad and have to pick him up and hold him and say, "Mommy's sorry baby, I didnt' mean to hurt you. I love you." Then he purs as if to say, "It's ok mom, but you know I'll continue to do this because i love the attention." So then, I now find myself walking very slowly around the house so as not to step on the poor cat.
He has tried to get my food and has actually put his paws on my plate. When this happens I gently pick him up and set him on the floor. He still hasn't learned that mom's food is off limits to him.
I do share my bed with him. He stretches out as far as he can and has to be right up against me so I can't move or I don't dare move for fear of rolling on him. My bed is not a king size bed, it is only a double bed and Ozzy somehow manatges to get me on the edge of it every time. Not only that, but he has to be under the blankets with me. I don't know what it is but I didn't think that cats liked to be under the covers for fear of feeling trapped. Not my Ozzy, he loves it under my covers. Sometimes I'll even find him there during the day. He manages to get himself under all the blankets on the bed. I don't mind that he sleeps with me, he's a sweet boy.

Now on the other hand...I agree with the 4 statements above. Well a few anyhow. Like the fact that I do like Ozzy better than I like some people. I used to have a cat-shaped sign that said, "The more people I meet, the more I love my cat." I do call Ozzy my son all the time. I adopted him therefore he is my son and I don't care what anyone says. Just because he walks on all fours doesn't mean he doesn't have feelings too and act like a child wich by the way, he does quite well.
I am such a cat person.

Now a little story I found when I was looking up cat behavior. I found it cute and wanted to share it.

Alfred's Story:

Hi, I'm one of your furry feline friends on the Net. I'm a big, almost all black American Shorthair, with just a small patch of white under my chin.
I'm a good kitty too!
My favorite things to do are:
Sleep
Nap
Eat
Play with my toys
Sleep
Nap
Eat
Bother my human friends
Keep unwanted visitors like mice from the barnyard.
Actually, I've got life kicked.
Who else do you know that can sleep up to 2/3's of the day, get up and eat, then play for awhile, then go take a nap and get away with it?
I also go outside and make all these cat noises and prowl around...I do this to make my human friends think I'm really needed and important around here.
My human friends, Dave & Janet are pretty cool guys. They brush me whenever I want and keep my litter box clean, and most importantly, feed me a really
Delicious and scrumptious tasting food.
And...they give me lots of great treats. Yum Yummy Yum!!!
And hey, I deserve it. I keep the whole farm running in good shape and the house from being infested with mice.
Course, sometimes I have to show that dog...Tippy...who's really boss, but that's okay. Tippy is pretty neat for a dog.
Don't let anyone fool you, I'm the King around here.
Dave, Janet, & Tippy know it and I get away with whatever I want. I sleep where I want and when I want and make Dave buy me the highest quality food he
can find.
You wanna know why?
It's really simple. I have a good friend, Dr. Jane Bicks. She's a really swell person and just loves cats!
Anyway Dr. Jane told Dave that in order for me to look and feel my best and to live the longest life possible, I need a really good quality food. A food
that has meat proteins in it...not corn.
Now just think about that for one minute.
Did you ever see a cat go out and bring back to the house an ear of corn?
What do they bring back?
Mice, chipmunks, rodents.....all meat.
Get that?
Cats are carnivores. Cats need meat proteins. Not incomplete proteins from grains.
Something Dr. Jane told Dave was that us felines cannot manufacture proteins in our livers like humans and dogs can.
We need, daily....meat proteins in our diet. That's why all those kitties on corn based foods are spending a lot of time at the vets for health related
problems.
Not me!
Dave buys me Life's Abundance food and the Daily Supplement. (correct that...Daily treat) It's because the Life's Abundance food is meat based and provides
me with the proteins I need to live the longest and healthiest life possible.
And the Daily Supplement gives me those extra vitamins and minerals that I need. (Dr. Jane says the Daily Supplement is really important....but I love the
taste so much...I call them treats!)
I sure do look and feel good...and have a shiny coat that glistens in the sunlight. And I never go to the vets for health related issues.
==> From one feline to another, I really want you to
experience this delightfully Purr-fect dining ecstasy in your next food bowl.

Yup, the saying dogs have owners, cats have staff certainly apply.
If only I could know Ozzy’s thoughts. I bet I know what he’d be thinking…it would be something like this…

Ozzy’s Story

Hi my name’s Ozzy. I am a black and white short-haired domesticated house-cat who likes to sleep, see if I can make Mommy trip over me, eat but I’m very picky so I only like certain things so if mommy changes my food I turn my nose up at it and walk away. This makes her worry, therefore she goes and replaces the food with my usual brand wich is Meow Mix. Oh I know it’s not very healthy but it’s chicken flavored and I love it.
I’m an indoor cat so I don’t need to go around chasing mice, and if I did catch one I’d probably just play with it then bring it back to mommy to see if she will praise me for catching it in the first place.
Oh yes, I have life so easy, I am the king around here no questions asked therefore I will be treated as such or else.
Sometimes Mommy gives me human food, she shares with me but only when she has meat. I did however show Mommy that I like Cheetos, French fries and macaroni and cheese. She won’t share with me when she eats those things so I take my paws and put them on her plate hoping that if I can touch it, she’ll say here take it. See how sneaky that is?
I love to chew on my Mommy’s hair too. Every time she holds me I just pur and play with her hair and chew on it. She makes it a game for me. She tries to move it out of the way so I fan’t chew on it and so I take my little paw and try to trap her hair thus scratching her and making her say ouw! I just look at her as if to say, “I’m sorry Mommy, I can’t help how sharp my claws are.
And speaking of that…Why is it that Mommy has to have my claws clipped off. She knows how much I hate it but she does it anyway and it’s so indignifying. Maybe I’ll bite her nails off and see if she likes it. I mean come on, she comes at me with these cat clippers she calls them and then bam
! The next thing you know she is holding my cat flap and there’s someone trying to cut off my claws. So to sometimes get out of it, I meow as if I’m being hurt and Mommy makes them stop. *hee hee hee hee* I got out of it again! Although, it didn’t work last time, she had some Deborah person come over and give me shots and cut my claws all in the same day. Boy, talk about ruffling my fur. I guess the shots were to keep me healthy, something about yearly shots for some diseases that I don’t have but they’re supposed to keep me from getting them, as I said, I’m indoors so what can I catch?
I know she just cares about and loves me and just wants what’s best for me.

Sorry, I was on a roll. I could sit and right like that for a while. LOL! Sometimes I do think that Ozzy thinks I’m weird but it’s ok I don’t mind.
Ok, off the cat subject now…but I love cats.

I thought that was so cute.

And now just a quiz…

You Are Aphrodite!

A total shining star with a ton of admirers
And no wonder: you live life to the fullest!
When things get bad, you can easily take off to a happier place
But occasionally, you need to deal with problems head on

What
Goddess Are You?

I hope everyone had a Merry Xmas and happy holidays. Mine was ok, not bad.
I got a hinge box with dolphins on it, a bell that goes with the box so it has dolphins on it as well, a music box in the shape of a cat, some chocolate, a bunch of audio books, a really cool pair of ear muffs, and a cat in a bed that looks like Ozzy and when you put batteries in it, it breathes while it sleeps. I thaught that was pretty cool. Or I should say, it looks like it’s breathing. I have yet to put batteries in it to see what it feels like.

I look forward to 2008. I’m hoping that things are much better next year and I hope to get all of my goals reached too.

Just to let you all know, this is the last entry you will see in this journal. I’m creating one more and one of my goals is to stop creating journals and use the same one. I also intend to write more than I have been. I’ll let you all know what the new one is as soon as I get it done. I hate the fact that I get bored with my user names wich is why I keep changing. It bites.

Anyhow, Happy New Years to you all and I hoep you guys have a good one. I’ll do one more entry to let you know what my journal is.

Eryn

Voice Post

Sun, 09 Dec 2007 06:18:29 GMT

The Storm's Over! W00t!

Sun, 02 Dec 2007 22:11:52 GMT

Hello readers,

Something a little fun quickly.

*Answer the questions using the letter that begins your name
*They have to be real places, names, things...nothing made up!
*Try to use different answers if the person in front of you had the same first initial. You can't use your name for the boy/girl name question. (It is harder
than you think.)
1. What is your name? Eryn
2. 4-letter word: Echo
3. vehicle: Eclipse
4. movie: El Norte
5. TV show: ER
6. city: Empire
7. girl name: Enya
8. boy name: Elliott
9. alcoholic drink: Elderberry Breeze
10. occupation: Electrition
11. something you wear: Earrings
12. Celebrity Eminem
13. something found in a bathroom: Electric razor
14. reason for being late: Electricity went off and my alarm didn't go off.
15. cartoon character: Eric Cartman from South Park
16. something you shout: Eeeeeeeewwwwwwwwww!!! As in Gross.
17. a food: Eggs

You are Original Barbie!
You are traditional and are fond of being treated like a lady. You are kindhearted and naive, but adored by all.
'Which Barbie are You?' at QuizGalaxy.com

The winter storm's over!!! W00t! We didn't get as much snow as was predicted so that's good. We were supposed to get like 6-10 inches but I believe we only got about 3. I know it doesn't seem like much but the wind was bad and it did blow the snow and it iced over really good. We got lots of the freezing rain and sleet and it was just all around nasty outside. Last night I decided to venture out into the snowstorm to chance bringing Angela's new boyfriend something he needed. The wait for a cab was like almost an hour as know one felt like driving in that mess. I don't blame them either and I began to wonder what the hell I was doing going out there. It seemed like everyone and their little sister was needing cabs too. I finally caught my cab and tried to go over to Wells Fargo to withdrawl some cash that I needed but unfortunately there was nowhere to park and so I went to the gas station instead. The first gas station we stopped at was Called Spur, they didn't have a cash machine so over to the SA, (Super America) I went. I got what I needed there and went over to Angela's house. When I got there I had to wait for a few minutes while they came downstairs to meet me. It was so cold standing there and I wasn't sure how to use the entry system to let myself in. I do now because Angela showed me before I left to go home.
Her new guy's name is Ben. He is a really nice guy and I like him. He was supposed to go home today but I think he is going to stay much longer than that. He really likes it here and is contemplating moving to be closer to be with her. He has invited her to go to His family's for Xmas and I'm not yet sure if she is going to take him up on that offer or not. She's afraid of meeting his parents and that's normal. If she is going to be with him she needs to do it sooner or later. I'd be afraid too though, I feel her fear. I've been there many times myself. I can honestly say, I don't envy her.

i have been thinking about Chris from Georgia a lot lately, ok well just over the weekend. I am so used to talking to him on a daily basis and i haven't heard from him since last Thursday. I hope he is ok. He was really sick and his ribs were in such bad pain that it made it hard for him to do anything.
He and his wife aren't doing so well and he thinks that their marriage is over. Of course his wife blames me for all of their marital problems and in reality, I have nothing to do with them. She told him that he talks to me entirely way to much and therefore he must be cheating on her with me. Ok...I'm way the hell in Minnesota and he is way the hell all the way in Georgia. What could I possibly do over the phone, oh wait don't answer that. I just answered my own question. The truth is though we aren't doing anything wrong and he isn't cheating on her with me or anyone else that i know of. I don't need to be with someone who is going to cheat on his wife anyhow. I have someone and that's that. Anyway, he is my best friend, well one of them and that's all we are. That is all we will ever be.

Other than that, nothing else really going on with me at the moment.
To all my friends who read my cookbook, please please add it to your friends page. I don't always update both on the same day and the same time so one day you could read an entry in this one or on a different day, there might be one from the cookbook. The cookbook user name is [Bad username: âmn-angelâ]
That's just a little advice. *smiles*

And now...
My song pick for this entry is one by Joseph Arthur. The title is Honey In The Moon. It sort of reminds me of a song that you might hear on an episode of Dawson's Creek. I think it's a beautiful song but my music taste is different than a lot of you might like. I plan to post the lyrics in each entry, it will be my song pick of the entry. I'll have to see if i can come up with a clever name for it.

HONEY IN THE MOON
BY: JOSEPH ARTHUR

Don't know why I'm still afraid
If you weren't real I would make you up
now
I wish that I could follow through
I know that your love is true
and deep
as the sea
but right now
everything you want is wrong,
and right now
all your dreams are waking up,
and right now
I wish I could follow you
to the shores
of freedom,
where no one lives.

Remember when we first met
and everything was still a bet
in love's game
you would call; I'd call you back
and then I'd leave
a message
on your answering
machine

But right now
everything is turning blue,
and right now
the sun is trying to kill the moon,
and right now
I wish I could follow you
to the shores
of freedom,
where no one lives

Freedom
run away tonight
freedom, freedom
run away
run away tonight

We're made out of blood and rust
looking for someone to trust
without
a fight
I think that you came too soon
you're the honey and the moon
that lights
up my night

But right now
everything you want is wrong,
and right now
all your dreams are waking up,
and right now
I wish that I could follow you
to the shores
of freedom
where no one lives

freedom
run away tonight
freedom freedom
run away
run away tonight

we got too much time to kill
like pigeons on my windowsill
we hang around

ever since I've been with you
you hold me up
all the time I'm falling down

But right now
everything is turning blue,
and right now
the sun is trying to kill the moon,
and right now
i wish i could follow you
to the shores
of freedom
where no one lives

freedom
run away tonight
freedom freedom
run away
run away tonight

There ya go. Pretty huh? huh? Come on, ya know you like it. J/K. I'm being goofy at the moment.
Ah well, I'm out for now.
<3<3<3hugs and stuf to ya all.<3<3<3

Eryn

The First Snowfall And My Worry

Sat, 01 Dec 2007 06:43:43 GMT

Shawn Klush, The Next Elvis Presley

Elvis’s Official Website

Eryn’s Life Before Now

Cooking With An Angel

Hey all,

Today’s entry is not depressing for a change of pace. I hope to have more happy stuff to write about now. Things seem to be going ok and I’m in the best of moods. I’m not quite sure why but I guess it’s better then being unhappy.
I did a few Xmas quizzes and thaught I’d post the results. I’m actually feeling kind of festive. Not festive for Xmas, but I can’t wait till Yule. I actually have people that I can celebrate it with now. I have made some friends in real life that are Wiccan. My online wiccan friends are cool too, Don’t think you aren’t important to me cause you are. *smiles*
Well, here are my results. Ifg you wanna do them feel free. I always love seeing how other people’s turn out.

You Are a Bright Christmas Tree

For you, the holidays are all about fun and seasonal favorites.
You are into all things Christmas, even if they're a little tacky.

What
Christmas Tree Are You?

Your Christmas Song Is

Jingle Bell Rock

Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock
Jingle bells chime in jingle bell time
Dancin' and prancin' in Jingle Bell Square
In the frosty air

For you, the holidays are one big party
And you always end up having a little too much eggnog!

What
Christmas Carol Are You?

You Are an Angel

A truly giving soul, you understand the spirit of Christmas.

What
Christmas Ornament Are You?

Angela And The New Guy…

Well…well…well…it would appear that Angela has found herself a new man. I’d like to say I am happy for her but I am actually scared for her.
She met this guy over the internet. Now don’t get me wrong I see nothing wrong with meeting people off the net and I have even done it a few times. The guy she met, his name is Ben. He came to see her today and I had the chance to meet him. Yes he does seem really nice and like he is genuine but I worry still. He is from Wisconsin and she seems to like him a lot. She has been talking with him less than two weeks. In my opinion, that is not enough time to get to know someone. She is allowing him to stay at her house for the weekend. I really hope she ends up to be ok. She already has him rapped around her finger. I say this because, when this guy came here, he had a beard and a mustache. She hates facial hair and so she told him…I don’t like that, you need to shave it. So he said ok and he let her shave it off. He brought her some presents as well. I don’t know what all he brought for her but I’ll find out I’m sure. I do know that she told him that she needs this and she needs that so what did he do? He brought her everything she said she needed. Now some of you may be wondering if I ranting about this because I’m jealous. The answer would be no. I’m just really worried.
Something coincidental happened last night. Flint and I had the same exact dream. Well, not the same exact, but the same content basically. Flint dreampt that this guy raped Angela. I dreampt that a guy raped a girl. In my dream, I heard her screaming. I tried to get to her but I was to late. I don’t want to go into all the details of the dream cause it freaks me out and I don’t want to think about it. Anyway, my point is…I hope she ends up to be ok.

The First Snowfall…

We had our first snowfall on Thursday night. I have always loved the first snowfall of the season. It is so beautiful. We probably got like 3 inches and like all other snowfalls before this one, I’m sure it was very beautiful as well.
Saturday, we are in for it though. We have a nasty snowstorm headed right for us. The snow is supposed to come down pretty good and the winds are supposed to become very gusty. By the time the storm is over, they are predicting up to ten inches to have fallen. It goes from Early Saturday morning all the way till Sunday. They say the snow is supposed to fall all day.
I guess we won’t have to worry about not having a white Xmas this year. Smiles.

Well, I guess that’s all for now. I don’t really have much more to say and besides, there is a big black and white cat named Ozzy wanting my attention. I love how he always climbs on my desk and steps on my keyboard to get my attention. He’s my lil buddy. I wouldn’t’ trade him for anything in the world. I love my Ozzycat.

<3<3<3hugs to you all.<3<3<3

Eryn

P.S. This is the fifth or so time I tried to post this thing. The first four times my loc journal client locked up and now it won't work so now I have ot figure out why. *growls*

My Trip And Other Ramblings

Sun, 25 Nov 2007 13:20:27 GMT

Shawn Klush, The Next Elvis Presley

Elvis's Official Website

Eryn's Life Before Now

Cooking With An Angel

Sup Ya'll

Ok, since I'm writing this late, I'm putting all the events behind a cut. Besides that, It's going to be a long entry. Enjoy!

I am finally back from Georgia. I got back Monday night about 9:30 pm. The trip itself was ok but the events that happened while I was there were not so great. The whole time I was there, I felt like such an outcast with my family. Mike, Chris, Tiffany and my mother were all there. I kind of get the feeling that Tiffany never really liked me and that's ok, she doesn't have to. She and Angie are such two-faced people that I don't want them to like me cause if they say they do I don't think I could believe either one of them. Anyway, i left last Thursday and went over to my mother's house. I stayed there all day and spent the night with her, ok...not so bad really. She made this really awesome soup, cheeseburger soup it was and it was delicious. I told her I have to have that recipe.
Friday we woke up and left for the airport. I hate flying and that day was no acception. I much rather be on the ground but they say flying is the safest way to travel...I did fine in the air, I slept all the way there. My saet mate was a woman from somewhere close to me, she was headed to Peru for a trip just before thanksgiving. She was really nice and she too ended up sleeping on the way there after we got done talking. She was catching her next flight in Atlanta and she had a two and a half layover there. I told her that if she got the chance, she should find a Crispy Cream and eat one in the south, They don't make them quite the same in the north as they do there. For those of you that don't know what Crispy Cream is, it's a really awesome doughnut place. There doughnuts are to die for. I wish I could have brought a bunch back with me so that all my friends could try one made in the south. Grits arent' the same in the north either as they are in the south. All around southern food rules and I miss it. If I ever had a reason to move back to Georgia, it would be for the food. *grins* I did get to eat all the things that I don't get here like fried okra, black-eyed peas, collared greens and turnip greens too. Oh and their spiced apples…good eatin. My mouth is watering just thinking about that food. Anyway, when we landed about 1:50 pm, the first thing we did was to find the car rental place my mother rented the car from. We got a brand new mini van for our traveling needs for the time we were there. The license plate said New York but we didn't care. It actually came in handy once because my mother took a wrong turn and ended going the wrong way on a one-way and we could then say well it's not Minnesota drivers. My mother was like oh yeah our plate says New York, we can blame New York. I'm sure there are some awesome drivers in New York though. After we got the car, we went to find a Cracker Barrel to eat some dinner. They have the most awesome food ever. It's my favorite place down there to engage in some awesome soul food. We went over to my step-mother's house, her name's Georgia. She was so happy to see us. We also met our half brother John. We had never met him before and it was kind of cool. He was so nice and so was his wife, Her name's Diana. I am glad we got to meet them and spend some time with them. John began calling Chris and Mike his brothers almost right away. WE went back to the hotel we were going to be staying at. Tiffany and Mike had a room and Chris and I shared a room. My mother stayed at Georgia's house. I don't know that I could have stayed there because it would have been so strange. It was the house my father passed away in. Georgia showed us the ern that my father's ashes are in. I held it and couldn't' believe that my father was in there. It didn't seem real to me. It is a biodegradable box that will desolve in water. In May, we are goin to Panama City to scatter my father' ashes in the Gulf of Mexico. That's where he wanted to have them put so we are going to honor his wishes.
Saturday, we got up and went to Georgia's house where she had breakfast waiting for us. Eggs, bacon, biscuits and juice. It was so good. My mother and some of the others went to find a wal-mart so that Tiffany and Mike could get some things and Chris Diana and I stayed at the house and watched this stupid movie, The Golden Child, it has Eddie Murphy in it. I have seen that movie so many times I can practically resite it from heart. When they got back my mother had a present for me. She had gotten me a new suitcase as mine was broken. I guess she didn't like my ghetto zippers wich consisted of two safety pins holding it shut. The one she got me is blue, I couldn't' complain as blue is one of my three favorite colors. Black and silver are my other two. That was nice of her anyway. We ate some lunch and then soon it was time to go dress for my father's memorial service. We went back to the hotel and got dressed and back over to Georgia's to pick up my mother. We got to the church and we were given white roses to put by my father's ashes before the service started. The service was very beautiful. The music was nice and the minister did an awesome job. My step-brother Bill stood up and did a kind of a ulogy for my father. It made us all cry. After it was over, we went back to Georgia's house for food and to talk to all the people there. I felt so out of place because it's like everyone there new each other and the only people I knew were my step-mother Georgia, Bill, Trish, Sharon and my family. I didn't know anyone else. After all was said and done, John, Tiffany, Mike and Chris decided to go out to the bar. I wanted to go with them but it turns out there wasn't room in the car for all of us. Mike told me that they'd come back and get me in like ten minutes and they never came back. So I stayed at the hotel all by myself and cried. I made a call to Flint who had blindgeek over and talked to them for a bit. They ordered me food as I was so hungry because I hadn't been eating well while I was there. That's do to my mother who makes comments everytime I eat. She's always telling me you are going to get fat and have a heart attack, things like that. She never picks on my brothers or my sister-in-laws about it. It irritates me to know end! Why am I the only one that gets picked on by her. Anyhow, they ordered me Papa John's pizza. It was funny because they had to try and figure out where I was, wich hotel I was at. I told them what part of Georgia I was in, and the hotel name and they googled it and found some listings. Now to find out where exactly I was. They decided to take turns calling hotels until they found me. Flint, Igor and Rachael were taking turns doing things for me. Igor called the first hotel and it turns out he found me on the first try. Then Rachael called the hotel to ask what places around me delivered and they told her. Then Flint called in and placed the order. Flint and Igor split the cost of my food and I was grateful to them for helping me. I thanked all three of them for caring and feeding me. I have suck awesome friends. *smiles*. When the troops came back, they were upset because I had had pizza and they were hungry. Tiffany was like call Flint back and ask them to order us pizza too. I told them he wouldn't' do it and they were mad. So what did they do? They went to my mother and told her what had happened. My mother then was mad at me and asked why I didn't share with them. I told her first of all, they were gone for hours. Secondly, I only had a small pizza, it wasn't big enough to share with everyone, and third, they eat more than I do. She said that those weren't good enough excuses and told me what a horrible person I was for not sharing with my family. Ok, Hello! They got to go out while I sat at the hotel all alone crying my eyes out and wanting nothing more than to go home. I missed Johnny like crazy, I missed my friends back here and it's the only place I feel comfortable. My friends are my family. They don't judge me and they accept me for who I am. In fact some of my friends forget that I'm blind and treat me as if I'm sighted. It's pretty sad when you don't feel comfortable around your own family, but I don't. I love my step-family, they do treat me just fine and accept me. Sometimes I don't think my own family does for the reason that I can't see anymore. My mother rudely made the comment, I wish you could still see. I looked at her and said yeah, well so do I. I think it's because she was guiding me everywhere. When I try to use my cane, she has me walk with her anyway because if I don't she leaves me behind. Anyway I have sort of gotten off topic. When they got back besides being mad, they were all drunk and decided that it was be loud time and I wanted nothing more than to sleep so I kicked them all out and made them go over to Mike and Tiffany's room. I don't know what time Chris got back cause I fell asleep finally.
Sunday we got up and went back over to Georgia's. She fed us breakfast and after that spent a bit of time with us all and gave an early Xmas gift. We tried to tell her no but she insisted and felt sort of sad when we refused so we all took it. We didn't want her to feel bad, we just know the financial issues she will now have now that my father is gone. Finally my mother told us it was time to go. I had a good mind to stay there an extra day and fly back without them. We were all sad to be leaving. Yes I wanted to go home but I was going to miss my step-family badly. I love them. I gave Georgia a huge hug and told her that no matter what, she's always going to be my step-mother and that she'd always be accepted with me. She cried and gave me a huge hug and told me she loved me and I told her I love her too. We said goodbye to John and Diana and they left as well. They gave my brothers their address and stuff but not me, I didn't get it. I felt really aweful because I felt that they didn't like me or something or maybe I'm just being paranoid, I don't know. Either way, I don't' have contact info for them. During that time I learned I have a 16-year-old niece named Ashlinn, (They call her Ashley), and two nephews, Michael who is 8 and I can't remember the other one's name wich I feel horrible for but he is 11. I wish we would have met them before now, it would have been cool to have gotten to know them under better circumstances. Anyway, we left and went to Stone Mountain because Tiffany wanted to see it. She had never been to Georgia and so my mother said ok. That whole entire day was spent sight seeing wich drove me nuts. I couldn't' see a thing and noone would explain anything to me, I just felt like I got dragged along. We also went to The Sundial restaurant where it is up 76 floors and you can see all of the city of Atlanta because the place rotates. We went at night because it was better to see with all the lights. Again, not something I was amused with. I'm not trying to sound selfish but really…I'm glad that Tiffany got to see things but I was bored. I guess that does make me sound a bit selfish doesn't it? *sigh*. We went to the restaurant lounge for cocktails. My mother asked me if I wanted one and I said nope. I just wasn't in the mood. They all got their drinks and I sat there going I wanna go home, I wanna go home. I think I drifted off a bit because I swore I could see and hear Johnny singing. My thoughts were interrupted by my mother asking me if I wanted to taste her drink. I said no thanks and she insisted. I moved my hand and her drink spilled all over me. Not all of it but some of it and it was cold. I laughed and told her it smells good and then she was like now do you wanna taste it? So I did. She was like it's only one sip it won't hurt you. It did taste good. It was a Georgia Peach martini. After we got done there, we got to our hotel and I watched the Patriots game and took my shower and went to sleep.
Monday rolls along and it's the day we come home. I was all excited to be going home. I started to sing…I'm leaving on a jet plane, don't know when I'll be back again. Before we went to the airport, we went by the old house where we used to live so Tiffany could see where we grew up. It was horrible. The people who live there turned it into a dumpy place. It made us all sad to see that and me to hear it. We went by our old schools and through the town that we used to hang out in with our friends. We then decided to go to see a friend of ours, my friend Pam. That was the highlight of my trip I think. She was so happy to see us. She ran to me and gave me a big hug, when I lived there she and I were inseparable. You couldn't' keep us apart. She now has three children, Patrick, Joe, and Charlotte. That was pretty awesome. She was married and had gotten divorced, that sucks but she seems to be doing well and is happy. The first thing she asked was what we were doing for Thanksgiving. We told her we wer headed back home. She was like oh come on ya'll can stay a couple of extra days. I was tempted to do just that. So we spent a bit of time with her and headed to the airport. WE turned in the car and went to find lunch. We had pizza wich was nasty. It was from Sabaro's and usually they have awesome pizza but not at the airport apparently. It was cold and the crust was sort of burnt. After we ate, we found our gate and waited for our plane. It got there and we finally were able to board. I sort of laughed cause our pilot's name was Captain Morgan, it made me think of the drink, Captain John Morgan. We got bhack to Minnesota and they made us circle the airport before landing because of the low ceilings and I was like just hurry up and land and let me off this plane. During the flight Chris told me something that freaked me out. He told me that both the pilot and the co-pilot came out of the cockpit at the same time to use the restroom. I didn't believe him but he swore he was telling the truth. I was like then how are we still in the air? He was like the plane has auto-pilot. I thaught I was going to die. They finally let us land and we deplaned and my mother decided that she didn't' want to drive me home, so I took Land-to-air back home to Mankato. When I got back the first thing I did was go to Subway. I was hungry. After that I went home and that's basically all she wrote. I was so happy to be home and I'm still glad I' home. I am where people seem to care about me most. Thank the universe or whoever for my friends. I love you all.

Well, now you are all up to speed on My life at moment. I hope that everyone had an awesome Thanksgiving, I did. I ate lots of food and man it was good. I hope you guys all ate till you couldn't eat anymore. That's the one's of you who celebrate that is. *smiles*

I wanted to post the lyrics to this song in here. It's one of my new favorite songs By Elvis. I had this song sang and dedicated to me by someone very special. The title is Please Don't Stop Loving Me.

PLEASE DON'T STOP LOVING ME
BY: ELVIS PRESLEY
Please don't stop loving me
You were born just to be in my arms
In my arms
Please don't stop loving me
Your lips were made just to be kissed by me
Kissed by me

When I'm with you
I don't know day from night, wrong from right
You are my world, that's all I know
I love you so, I won't let go

Please don't stop loving me
Darling you'll always be mine alone
Mine alone

It's a short song but a sweet one.

Ok, I'm out now. I'll write again soon.

<3<3<3hugs all<3<3<3

Eryn

P.S. Don't forget to check out the cookbook.

Voice Post

Thu, 15 Nov 2007 09:21:04 GMT

Thanks To All

Thu, 08 Nov 2007 05:09:04 GMT

Shawn Klush, The Next Elvis Presley

Elvis’s Official Website

Eryn’s Life Before Now

Cooking With An Angel

Hey all,

I would like to thank all of you for your support in my time of sorrow. I will get better again, I know i will. It may take some time but I will be ok again. It is said that time heals all and I didn't want to believe it when I first heard it but it really does.
I created an aim name in honor of my father and don't plan to change it so if yu would like to add it to aim feel free. the name is Dads Princess79

At this time I don't really have anything else to write so I'll end for now.

<3<3<3hugs all<3<3<3

Eryn

P>S> This is probably the shortest entry in the history of all my writings.

Life's Not Fair

Tue, 06 Nov 2007 14:27:48 GMT

Shawn Klush, The Next Elvis Presley

Elvis’s Official Website

Eryn’s Life Before Now

Cooking With An Angel

Hello readers,

Let me start by saying that the cookbook is back. I have created a new one because it made more sense to me then combining them into one. So far, if you go there you will see some Halloween recipes that I have already put into it. I will try to put a few more in there for you to see. After Halloween of course things will go back to normal for the recipe side of things. I will try to find some Thanksgiving ones as that holiday gets closer. As for me going back to normal? Well, I’m not sure that I ever was normal, oh what is normal anyway? Anyhow, enjoy the cookbook! The link for it is http://mn-angel.livejournal.com
I won’t put the link directly in here anymore. It will be above with the rest of my links where I usually put them.

As for this next part of my entry…I missed a birthday. I tried to post on this person’s birthday but for some reason, the good live journal was being stubborn and not letting me post. When I finally was able to, I had lost my entire entry. That’s my luck though. The luck of the Irish was not with me that night. So…HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE amethystmond! I hoep it was a good one and that you got everything you wanted for that moment. I hope that life treated you well that day. So, happy late birthday and many more to come.

And now for my sad part of this entry.
I am warning you now, if you don’t’ want to read sad stuff, don’t read any further.
This past weekend, I came into some sadness. My mother called to tell me my father isn’t doing so well and that we have to make a trip to Georgia to be with him. My father has cancer and has been battling it for quite a few years. Well, they put him on a new chemo drug that didn’t’ agree with him at all. It made him so sick and gave him really nasty mouth sores like chemo does. Those are natural side-effects of taking that stuff. I remember that from watching Jim go through it. My father decided that he didn’t’ want anymore treatment. He has decided that it is his time to die. He said he doesn’t’ want to live like this anymore. He has stopped eating and drinking and has been very weak. I have to think that part of his weakness is from lack of food and drink. He has been getting dehydrated from lack of fluids but wont’ let anyone give him an IV to help. That was the weekend before last now. My mother wanted to bring some IV supplies and a few bags of fluid to give to him but sadly, by the time we got there it was to late for that. It was decided that no matter what it took, we needed to go down to Georgia to see my father. No one knew how long he had to live and we needed to see him.
We left last Wendsday in the morning and got there on Thursday around 5 o’clock eastern time. We ended up staying at a hotel on Wendsday night as it would have been a really long drive to have kept going. As it is, the trip from Minnesota to Georgia takes about 22 hours or something, maybe more. I lose track of time when in a car for several hours at a time. Anyhow, we got there and we went in right away to see my father. My mother went and saw him first and said hello to him. He wasn’t very responsive. Then it was my turn. I went over to his bedside and stood there looking down at him. I took his hand and spoke to him, I said hello and let him know I was there. He said hello back to me and kept trying to open his eyes so he could see me. He took his hand and was rubbing them wanting to get them to open and he finally succeeded. That was the last coherent thing he said, was hi to me. He was so weak and seemed so fragile. None of us knew that that would be the last day he would be alive. We kept trying to get him to hold on until my brothers could get there and he did as long as he could.
At 11:00 that night, on November 2, 2007, my father passed away. He just couldn’t’ hold on any longer. I had fallen asleep because I was so tired and they woke me up to tell me. My father didn’t’ want anyone in the room with him when he died, he didn’t’ want anyone to watch him go. I wish I could have been awake before he went so I could have at least let him know I love him and to say my goodbyes. Maybe that’s what he didn’t’ want, he didn’t’ want anyone to say goodbye. My mother brought me down to his room so I could see him. My father was at home, he didn’t’ want to be in the hospital or anything like that, he wanted his house in his own room and I can’t blame him. I walked into the room thinking no, this isn’t real, I’m dreaming. I kept thinking that I was having some kind of nightmare and that I’d wake up and he’d still be alive. Well, that wasn’t the case obviously. I held his hand for a few minutes and just cried. I left the room for a bit to drink some hot tea and see if I could collect my thoughts. My father decided that he wanted to be creamated and so the creamatory was on there way to collect his body. Before they got there, I went back into the room to see him for the last time. I took his hand and told him I love him and goodbye. I told him I’d miss him as well. I don’t’ know how I’ll deal with him being gone.
My father I feel was the only one in my family who understood me the most. He never judged me for anything at all and was always there to support me no matter what I was doing. He always told me that he wanted me to find and marry a prince so that I’d be happy, he used to call me his princess all the time. When we were in Missouri he and I sat at the kitchen table in the cabin and colored pictures out of a coloring book. He picked a prince and a princess. The princess he said was me and the prince was my fiancee, my soon to be husband and he made up this whole story about how things happened, how we met and how we fell in love and how he got along with my family. He even had some funny parts in it too. Like he said that the prince was up to late partying with my brothers and therefore he was suffering from a bad hangover the next morning. I laughed not thinking my dad would ever come up with something like that. My dad was the most awesome person I know. I will miss him so much and I love him very much.
I want to post a few things in here in his honor. Some dedications if you will. The first is a poem. I know he wasn’t this religion but I am and so…it’s the one I found appropriate to post. It comforts me a bit.

She Only Takes The Best

Goddess saw he was getting tired
And a cure was not to be
So she put her arms around him
And whispered "Come with me"
With tearful eyes we watched him suffer
And saw him fade away
Although we loved him dearly
We could not make him stay
A golden heart stopped beating
Hardworking hands put to rest
Goddess broke our hearts to prove to us
She only takes the best

The next is a song. The name of it is, Can You Hear Me When I Talk To You.

Time passes by so quickly,
But I guess I thought you'd be here forever,
I never even had the chance to say goodbye,
Theres so many things to tell you, Left unsaid until now,

Can you hear me when I talk to you?
Do the words I say ever make it through?Can you hear me when I talk to you?
Cause' I'd give anything if I just knew..

Everynight I have the same dream,
The one where you get to hold me,
We laugh and talk until the morning, and then you vanish...yea..
It always leaves me feeling helpless, When i wake up and your not there,

Can you hear me when I talk to you?
Do you know how much I'd love to be with you?
Can you hear me when I talk to you?
Cause' I'd give anytihng if I just knew.

Living in this world without you,
I constantly search through my memories,
Hoping that I'll find some treasures that I passed over...yea
All that I took for granted,
Means so much now and I won't let it go.

Can you hear me when I talk to you?
Cause I never said somethings that I meant to
Can you hear me when I talk to you?
Cause I'd give anything if I just knew..

Ya know I never said something that I meant to,
Can you hear me when I talk to you?
Cause I'd give anythign if I just knew...

I miss you daddy.

And one more song that I want to post and dedicate to my father is Wind Beneath My Wings.
Without my father, I don’t know that I’d be who I am today. I know I am and will always be set in my ways, but he did guide me and help me along the way lots.

Wind Beneath My Wings

It must have been cold there in my shadow,
to never have sunlight on your face.
You were content to let me shine, that's your way.
You always walked a step behind.

So I was the one with all the glory,
while you were the one with all the strength.
A beautiful face without a name for so long.
A beautiful smile to hide the pain.

Did you ever know that you're my hero,
and everything I would like to be?
I can fly higher than an eagle,
for you are the wind beneath my wings.

It might have appeared to go unnoticed,
but I've got it all here in my heart.
I want you to know I know the truth, of course I know it.
I would be nothing without you.

Did you ever know that you're my hero?
You're everything I wish I could be.
I could fly higher than an eagle,
for you are the wind beneath my wings.

Did I ever tell you you're my hero?
You're everything, everything I wish I could be.
Oh, and I, I could fly higher than an eagle,
for you are the wind beneath my wings,
'cause you are the wind beneath my wings.

Oh, the wind beneath my wings.
You, you, you, you are the wind beneath my wings.
Fly, fly, fly away. You let me fly so high.
Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings.
Oh, you, you, you, the wind beneath my wings.

Fly, fly, fly high against the sky,
so high I almost touch the sky.
Thank you, thank you,
thank God for you, the wind beneath my wings.

In a couple of weeks, we will make the long trip back to Georgia to attend my father’s memorial services and go through his things and take things of his so we have things of his for memories. I was given two leather jackets that were his and I will keep them and not let anything happen to them.
Well, that’s it from here for now. I can’t write anymore. Crying to hard and can’t think. I’ll miss him and will never forget the kind of person he was.

I’ll write again soon. <3<3<3hugs to all, you are all special to me somehow, in some way.<3<3<3

Tell your friends and family how much you love them and that you are glad they are here for you. You never know when the day will come that they aren’t around anymore.

Eryn

Dreams and randomness

Sat, 20 Oct 2007 00:00:44 GMT

Shawn Klush, The Next Elvis Presley

Elvis’s Official Website

Eryn’s Old Journal

Ok well, since I haven’t been able to post for a couple of days…I’m putting my entries into one entry. I’ll put them all behind cuts so you can read the days you want and it won’t take up my friends page with clutter. I could have done voice posts, but AI wanted to write instead. I miss writing, it helps relieve stress and things of that nature.

OCT 16

You know when you go to sleep, it's supposed to be a time of rest, relaxation, a time of peace and the time for one to gather their thaughts and clear one's head. This was not the case however for One Eryn Sierra Poss last night. It was a time of for a racing mind and a night full of bad dreams. I dont' know what it was but i used to have nightmares all the time and I hadn't had one of those horrible things in ages. Well, last night I guess it was time for that to happen again. In all of my dreams last night I was the most hated person that ever lived. I dont' know why but I was.
When I first drifted off, my dreams started out with me going to watch Johnny perform like I always do unless I'm sick or something. It was a former perfomance wich means we were all supposed to dress up in fancy dresses and all that jazz. I get there and I was the only one not dressed up. Now anyone who knows me knows that I hate dressing up, especially in all those fancy things. So I race home and change clothes but not before going out to buy a dress and all the things i needed to go with it. I chose a nice blue dress with short puffy sleeves and ruffles and it went down to the floor. It was one that shimmered and sparkled in candlelight. I got these blue shoes that matched it, high heels. I got dressed and did my hair and all that and then went back to the show. Everyone was saying how pretty I looked but then they all left and went and did there own thing. That's not like my friends to do. Johnny came over to me and was like you look gorgeous and then he went away as well. They served a dinner at this thing wich consisted of all these foods that I don't eat because I dont' like them. They had shrimp and crab and just a lot of seafood. I hate seafood so I chose not to eat at all. I ended up sitting alone at my table and everyone else sat and talked an laughed and had a good time. All I wanted to do was go home. Then Johnny performed a slow song, I Can't Help Falling In Love With You and everyone had a partner to dance with except for me. I sat and watched everyone out on the dance floor, even Johnny had a girl to dance with. I wanted to cry. I felt so alone and out of place. Then all the women were invited to come up and get a chance to dance with Johnny but when I went up there it was like I didn't exist. I ran off and cried in the bathroom. People came in and it was like no one cared that I was sitting in front of the mirror crying. All the girls got teddybears and a kiss, I got nothing. It was decided then that I'd just go home because it didn't matter and no one would notice that I left. When I got home, I sat on my bed and wondered what was wrong with me. That was the first dream.
The second dream was worse because it involved my family. I was at some house that I didnt' even know and all of my siblings were there and my mother was there too. I think we lived in this house although I'm not sure about that. Anyway...I was sittign on my bed and staring out the window. I was talking ot a friend of mine who just happened to come over and say hello. We talked for a bit but I can't remember what the conversation was about. I know it ended with me saying I'll see you later tonight but that's all. I asked my brother Mike if he could give me a ride somewhere and he was like I don't have time and even if I did I wouldn't do it. Get some vision and drive yourself. He was like I don't know you anymore I don't have a sister anymore. I don't care what happens to you. I ran off crying. Then I went and asked My brother Chris and he was like whatever I got more important things to do. I went and asked my mom and she was like I dont' have time for you, find someone else to do it. Then somehow we ended up at the dinner table eating and they were all talking and when i tried to get into the convo, they totally ignored anything I had to say. They finally told me I talk to much and to shut up and don't talk again. Go talk to someone who cares. I asked what was up with them and they didn't answer at first, finally they told me they all hated me and that I should go find a new family. I ran out of the house crying and didn't look back.
My third dream involved Flint, Angela, Igor, Darcy, Rowan, AJ and Chris from Georgia and Johnny. I was living alone and they had all come over to watch a football game. I was the only one who was close enough for everyone to get to for some reason. one of those things in dreams you dont' understand or can't explain. Anyhow...they were all sitting in the livingroom wantching the game and it ended up being Eryn do this, Eryn do that, Eryn get us this and Eryn get us that. I started to feel like Cinderella. They started talking about how the only thing I was good for was being a maid and their servant. Igor I think it was said she has to be good for one more thing and they were all like what and he was like sex. Johnny then said yeah you're right, after the game I'll take her and show her who's boss in teh bedroom. I dont' care if she wants it or not. I then remember going in the living room and saying fuck you to him and he was like yeah that's the idea sweetheart. I was like don't call me that and you aren't touching me unless you want my foot up your ass. Then everyone started laughing and started joking and saying things like, go make us more food bitch and do what you're told whore. I ran out of the house and then my cat woke me up. I couldn't sleep after that. I was to scared to see what the next dream was going to be.
I dont' know what those were all about but I know that it's not true that I am hated by all and I know that Johnny is nothing like that. I know that my friends aren't like that either. i know I'm loved but I am just not sure what triggered those kind of dreams. I know that i'm sitting here today feeling like complete and utter shit because of them. It's hard for me to let some things go and as soon as I finish analyzing them I'll be ok. I dont' know that I'll tell anyone in person about these dreams but here they are written down for the whole journal community to read. Anyway, gotta run. I'm being paged. Until next time all.

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Eryn

OCT. 17

Last night was uneventful as far as dreams go. I didn’t’ really dream anything to horrible accept for that Johnny was talking to me about some things and I don’t really remember the convo he and I had. It couldn’t’ have been that important or I’d have remembered it. After the dreams I had the other night I didn’t want to even be around him yesterday. I didn’t wanna talk to him, I didn’t’ want anything to do with him at all. That changed though of course cause I couldn’t’ do that to him or myself. *grins*.
I decided that I wasn’t going to let my dreams get to me and that is that. Dreams are nothing more than dreams and nothing more. I know I kind of said that twice, ah well. I’m still tired and don’t really care. As my friends and my readers, please understand. LOL! I mean, afterall, I’d understand if it were any of you. *smiles*. I’m in a weird mood at present. Not quite sure why but I am. I guess being sleepy and not sleeping so well for two nights in a row do things to one’s mind.
I was talking to my Chris from Georgia last night. He was in a rather frisky mood and I wasn’t into it at all. In fact, while we were talking, I fell asleep on him. He kept trying to get my attention but it wasn’t happening. So what he did was hang up on me and called me back. My mobile woke me up and I answered it. It was Chris. The convo sort of went like this.

Eryn: Hello?
Chris: You fell asleep.
Eryn: Sorry, I’m so tired. I told you that.
Chris: Well, I hung up because I couldn’t get your attention any other way.
Eryn: Sorry.
Chris: Well, I guess since sleep is more important than me at the moment, I’ll let you go sleep.
Eryn: Huh?
Chris, You’re dozing again…
Eryn: *dozes* What?
Chris: Baby?
Eryn: *jumps* Um…I gotta go, I’m sleepy.
Chris: Ok, I’ll let you go but I’ll call you tomorrow, ok?
Eryn: *starts drifting again* Wha?
Chris: Eryn!!
Eryn: Hi, I’m awake…
Chris: Bye, I’ll call you tomorrow.
Eryn: Ok. Night.
Chris: Night, I love you more than anything in this world.
Eryn: Ah…night.
*click*

Um…yeah, I can’t wait to see what he has to say to me when he calls me today. *laughs*. He wants me back and he is extremely jealous of Johnny. He doesn’t like Johnny at all. He doesn’t even know him and he hates him. I guess it’s that male jealously thing…I don’t’ know. If I were to forget Johnny and go back to Chris, it would require me to move back to Georgia and I am not ready to make that move just yet. I’d like to go back someday but…not now. Um…Hey Johnny wanna move to Georgia? Lol yeah right that’d go over really big.
Last night I went to Arby’s and tried one of their subs. OMG! It was so awesome! I want more of them. I am so hungry right now though and that sounds so good.
Oh well, nothing more to report at this time I guess so I’ll go now. See ya next entry.

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Eryn

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