everything in its right place.

2012-01-12T21:31:00.000-08:00

So, I haven't used blogger in like a year and a half. Tumblr has taken over. Ha. That and school, two jobs and family commitments.
One of my best friends has moved to Canada, and now I realize we really are adults.
Not sure how I feel about that.
On the plus side, despite every shitty or stressful thing in my life, for the first time since I was little, I am truly content. Happy. Despite my shortcomings and the school loans and two jobs and feeling alone, I am happy most of the time. Content with some part of my struggle. I don't know but it's nice to be happy.

Endurance part one

2010-07-19T17:48:00.000-07:00

Every time I read about an endurance runner or some ultra (marathon), I'm like "dang I really want to do that!" but I can never seem to get past the WANT part of it. I've never been a particularly sporty person, especially as a child. Anyone who knew me as a kid can attest to the fact that a) I only wore Birkenstocks or some other variety of non-shoe footwear, b) was the last one picked in P.E. and never even considered joining a team sport (except for swimming in 9th grade but my tryout for the team was hindered by a bout of the flu, to which I am grateful). So I'm sure this sort of thing comes across as some crazy idea that I'm so into endurance sports.
I swam as a kid, and I'd like to say that I may have taken it further had my parents been able to afford a coach, but my stubborn attitude probably would have prevented that, too. I was, and still am, one of those people who is enamoured by all things new, especially when it comes to competing against.. well, myself.
Fast forward to 2008. I was watching the Boston Marathon at a block away from the finish line, and when the elites came cruising by.... my heart nearly leapt out of my chest. It was right then and there that I KNEW with every fiber of my being that running was something I had to do. So I got in shape and started to run, and every time I felt winded or tired or frustrated at my slow pace, I just thought of those elites. I thought of the elite Kenyans and Ethiopians who are the most graceful runners I have ever seen. Robert Cheriyuot (sp?) won Boston that year. I watched him cross the finish line. I mean, it was one of the most exciting things I have ever witnessed. After 26 miles, he was still running a sub-6 minute pace! I had my Canon Digital Rebel with me that day by chance, and by the time I focused my lens on him, he was already hurdling on past where I was standing.
I knew a guy who was a former rock climber, trying to get back into the sport, and I thought "hmm that sounds fun." Another friend was going to do an IronMan, and I thought "hmmmm maybe?"
Endurance sports are the most appealing to me despite my utter lack of endurance! Maybe that's why, though, because I want to challenge myself. I want to challenge who I used to think I was. Two years ago I could barely run half a mile. Last November, stupidly, I ran a 5k with no training and a sprained foot and finished with an 11:30 pace. Which is slow but considering I hadn't run for 6 weeks and had a massive injury, is cool for me.
I just fucking love running. I'm addicted to it. I think "f*ck! this crap is so dang hard!!! what the hell am i doing?!" when I'm running, but when I'm done, I feel like I want to run until my feet fall off and there's no more road to run.
I went through injury after injury for about a year, maybe a little more. By the time I felt better, the terror of becoming injured again and not running prevented me from even trying to run. I just stopped. Completely distanced myself from it. But after a few 5k's under my belt and some nice runs with my sister and by myself.... the itch to run again is back.
I ran a 5k yesterday and I had a shitty time and I hurt like hell today, so I know I can't run right now. But I wish i didn't hurt so I could just pull my shoes on and frigging GO.

Enough for now.
kate.

quick post

2010-06-08T17:18:00.000-07:00

It's been a while since I've written here. I don't write much on Tumblr either so.... yeah.

Semester is finally done!!

For two weeks I get to sleep in! Yay!

Okay I need to go to the gym now.

adopt adopt adopt!

2010-03-07T10:51:00.001-08:00

Its been around a month since I've posted. It's been a busy month! School started up again and I've got class 5 days a week, I've got my weird office job, and I've started a volunteer position at my local animal shelter. So far for the volunteer work, I've had seven or so hours of meetings and training to work at the facility. I'm pretty excited to actually start working with some of the animals there! I have four hours more of training next sunday, and no more for another 6 months.

So to anyone who is thinking about getting a furry little companion, adopt! Go to your local shelter and adopt a companion. Don't buy from a pet shop unless you absolutely KNOW that they are not supplying their animals from puppy & kitty mills. But you should adopt, and you should adopt an older animal because they don't get adopted as quickly as the younger ones. Younger ones are nuts anyway and attack everything all the time.

SPAY AND NEUTER YOUR PETS, PLEASE. THANKS.

I've got my hair in a towel and my head is starting to get cold so I think I'm gonna go...

cheers,
kate

saving face

2010-02-04T08:56:00.001-08:00

a friend that always cancels on me last minute asked if i wanted to get together for coffee. i said yes but assumed she would cancel, last minute. i replied to her confirmation in due time, yesterday morning to be exact, in the format where she had asked in the first place, assuming she would actually read it. this morning i wake up to a text from her saying she didn't see my confirmation until just now (7 something in the morning) and had made plans.

WHY. why do ANY of you even bother at all? All of you fucking cancel on me, or don't call me back when I call to say Hi and see whats up and did you want to hang out, or you make other plans regardless of OUR plans. Seriously? Just stop calling me and tell me I'm not important to my face because THATS what it feels like. You keep your plans unless you truly truly can't because something horrid is happening. I just really don't understand. Either never talk to me again, or keep your word, because this is getting a little ridiculous. Every SINGLE FUCKING PERSON I KNOW DOES THIS TO ME MANY TIMES.

Fuck all of you.

prawns for the win!

2010-01-26T09:13:00.000-08:00

I kept pestering Ryan about what was going on in the movie, District 9, because the first bit was really hard to watch. It's your basic 'exploitation of a people' story, only the people were aliens whose ship stopped in Johannesberg, SA after an illness prevented them from returning home. Of course humans, being dumbshit like we are, automatically assumed they were up to no good, when really they just wanted to leave. Typical. But then some crazy shit happens and it gets really fuckedup like a horror movie, but then horror movie fuckedup turns into badass scifi action thriller. And of course the bad guy gets his head blown to shit at the very very end of the movie. Good movie. Maybe not everybodys kind of movie, but it was well done at least.

Kate: Auto-reply: watching District 9. leave a message
Ryan: were you abducted
2:55 PM
Kate: Auto-reply: watching District 9. leave a message
Ryan: oooo no's you has!
3:45 PM
Kate: back
Kate: well
Kate: that was interesting
3:50 PM
Ryan: YAY you're not abducted
Ryan: or did they return you?
Kate: they returned me
Kate: we were partying it up on the mothership
Kate: some DDR (dance dance revolution for those of you who are retards)
Ryan: AND I WASNT INVITEDDDD
Kate: nope
Kate: cause you were at work
Kate: durrr

<3 ryan & i's conversations!

kities are fighting for control of the sunny spot in the living room... trying to eat my yogurt in peace is not happening this morning.

anywayyyyyy tis about it.
yogurt concoction: 1tbsp honey | 3 tbsp greek yogurt (or the Trader Joes Mediterranean cheese style yogurt) | 3-4 tbsp low fat granola | fresh blueberries + mangoes = YUMMY

cheers,
.kate.
ps: prawns (ref to title) was the term people used for the aliens in District 9. I didn't think they looked much like prawns, but whatever.

more knitting & such

2010-01-20T10:11:00.000-08:00

The rain is still here, drowning and flooding southern california with a vengeance. I'm enjoying the rain, but it is absofuckinglutely terrifying to drive the freeways in it. And not because I'm afraid of the rain- no it's because my car scares me. It needs a service, the tires are bald and the brakes are almost shot. I drove to Glendale yesterday going about 50-55mph, which is not that slow, but these fucking 18 wheelers and SUVs were speeding past me going like 70-80 and I thought I was going to die. The water spray from the wheels of the 18wheelers was drowning my tires and causing my car to hydroplane. So. fucking. scary!

I hate LA drivers! They either go 30mph or 85 in the rain. It's stupid, just drive cautiously so you don't endanger anyones' life and we're all good. But no, it's always an extreme. UGH.

Finally started the cabled afghan blanket for mi madre. It's going to take a really long time to finish, but at least I've begun it. I need some DPN but every time I go to the Michaels' craft stores in Glendale and Pasadena, they don't have the size I need. It's really frustrating.

Good tv FINALLY. Top Gear 13 on BBCAmerica next monday, and then a week later, the Lost final season! huzzah! Richard Hammond, Smoke Monsters and Lamborghinis oh my!

signing off.
kate.

knitting and strippers

2010-01-13T11:43:00.000-08:00

Knitting but i keep forgetting what row i'm on so I mess it up. K1 Slip 1, K1 Slip 1... or is it P1, Slip 1? I'm not sure and now my knitting has turned into a tube. I fail at concentration!

Finally had a random moment where i realized who Richard Hammond reminds me of- not that i had spent time thinking about it, it was unconscious but about ten minutes ago as I was downloading Rock & Roll Pt 2 by Gary Glitter, which I like because it was in the film, The Full Monty (and the Keanu Reeves film, The Replacements)... so then it came to me: he reminds me of Robert Carlyle! Which is weird because though I do find Hammond to be an attractive man, my mind put two and two together that it really shouldn't have, and now my brain has sublemated Hammond into Robert Carlyle's role in The Full Monty and I've got this disturbing mental image of compact little Richard Hammond, stripping in front of old people in a steel factory. So wrong! Hammond or anyone related to Hammond, I do apologize if you for some odd reason read this. It isn't some creepy fantasy, really. It's grossing me out. Ew. Excuse me while I go poke out my mind's eye.

ANYWAY.

So I'm 2/3 through The Two Towers! Still only 107 pages into The Silmarillion, cause I have not read it in like two weeks, but at least I'm keeping my goal of reading all three LOTR books in succession in a succinct amount of time (unlike the years in between reading books that i usually do).

Going to get knitting help from my mom's friend in about an hour, so I should probably get ready to go since I havee to run errands ..

cheers.

(in gollum voice) go away!

2009-12-30T13:21:00.001-08:00

GAH.

I am officially rooting for Oregon because I don't like the fat Ohio State fans blocking my drive home walking as slow as fucking possible across the streets in clear plastic ponchos. Go buy a fucking North Face jacket and stop with the ponchos. Yes I know, shocking, we have rain in Los Angeles, contrary to your stupid ideas that we don't. I know why you're wearing ponchos anyway- so you can show off your team colors. I don't care about your team colors, just fucking walk across the street faster!!!

I know that made me sound like an asshole, but I don't care.

On a happier note, I am making the first evarrr New Years Resolution! I've never made one but I'm making one this year- I will read The Silmarillion AND the entire Rings trilogy! 8D I am a nerd, yes! Tolkien ftw!

Saw some dumb list on tvguide channel where they deemed Burt "Turd Fergusen" Reynolds and Warren Beatty sexier than Cary Grant. I'm sorry, WHAT? Burt fucking Reynolds??? He is so fugly!!! He looks like the bastard love child of a caveman and Robert Goulet, which is not good.

My list of sexy film stars would include: Cary Grant, Marlon Brando (before he ballooned into the fucking michelin man), Clarke Gable, Gene Kelly, Viggo Mortensen, Cary Elwes (before he ballooned up), Ralph Fiennes, Joseph Fiennes, Al Pacino in the 70s, Colin Firth, Alan Rickman, Christian Bale, John Cusack, Hugh Jackman, Ryan Reynolds, Clive Owen, Patrick Dempsey, Johnny Depp, Jeremy Northam, Robert Downey Jr.... I can't think of any more. Yeah.

signing off...

new kitty and no final test

2009-12-10T15:02:00.000-08:00

Stuff has happened since I last posted. That's right, for once, I actually have exciting things to post about that like maybe one or two people will read. It's for me anyway.

After last week's debacle in cultural geography, having her tell the whole effing class (self as example) that I had an 88%- not quite an A but if I had good participation and did really well on the final, then I would get an A. I was pretty pissed off because yeah, 88% in her class is okay because her grading system is on crack or something.. but seriously? 88%???? I bust my ass and I should get an A. End of story.

On tuesday I'm sitting in class lamenting over the fact that I had to do an in class assignment and then study for the stupid final.
Weeelllllll then she announces that the people in the class who have As don't have to take the final. I'm thinking oh that is SO not fair on so many fucking levels with my 88%. So she reads off only six people have As and then she reads my name off her little list. I'm like what???? Michelle and I were both confused as fuck because she had told us we both had 88% in the class. Magic grades? I don't know but I don't have to take the final!!!!!

And last Saturday, I met a cute little cross eyed kitty at the Pasadena Humane Society. Sunday I adopted her and Tuesday I brought her home. :) Her name is Holly and she is currently napping under my blankets on the bed. She's very cuddly and purrs like mad. She won't directly jump up on the bed, she goes under it, up towards the slatted wooden headboard where there's like a five inch gap between it and the wall, and climbs up. It's hilarious. She's so weird. Tiggy's pretty upset about the whole thing, but he's upset about any change, minor or major. He's a crotchety old man cat.

Purchased and read Richard Hammond's book, On The Edge, about his jet car crash and subsequent recovery from a serious brain trauma. His wife wrote a bit of the book and I just wanted to give her a hug, hearing what she had gone through. Oy vey. Great book. Now I'm reading 'Unaccustomed Earth' by Jhumpa Lahiri. Short stories about Bengalis in Boston. Its always Boston in her stories.

Okay off to read and chill out.

cheers.

turkey trot 2009: kate RUNS.

2009-11-26T19:24:00.000-08:00

holy jesus. i am so tired!

Woke up at 5am (because I fail) and soon after, headed down to the OC for the Dana Point Turkey Trot! There were actually people dressed as turkeys, well, trotting. Good fun.

About a minute after I could actually move, I decided I was going to try and run. Yes, sprained foot/toe and all. Well, somehow despite sprained foot/toe and not having run more than 2 miles in about a YEAR, I managed about an 11 minute pace for the whole 5k. I am super proud of m'self for having forced myself to run. I wanted to be going at about an 8 minute pace, but I can't fuck my foot up while it's still fucked up. That wouldn't be a good choice, and overdoing it is where I go wrong anyway.

Absolutely BEAUTIFUL by the harbor at 8 in the morning. PERFECT running weather like whoa for the first two miles of the race. Then it was like 80 outside and I felt gross and not in the mood to run.

Ate a shit ton of orange slices at the finish, saw a yorkshire terrier wearing a turkey costume-- CUTEST THING I'VE EVER SEEN OTHER THAN A BABY SQUIRREL-- around all the swag booths, a wirehaired pit bull (somehow way adorable), and stocked up on as much of these free myoplex drinks as I could fit in my bag.

Just opened my goodie bag/backpack (they don't give shitty plastic bags anymore, they give nylon backpacks) and found granola crisps, a gigantic small tshirt, individually packed wet wipe (haha somehow funny to me), "corn thins" like gross rice cake looking things only with corn, and this absolutely VILE drink called gotein.

Many moons ago, my parents dragged a very reluctant younger me to a bazillion races around southern california, and so i walked them with my mother while my father ran them. This was the first race I've ever run so I'm excited. Everything still hurts... blegh.

Walked brother's dog for another 50 minutes later in the afternoon, and also another two or so miles to and from the car this morning at the race. I'm beat!

I think it's pie time....

happy thanksgiving!!!

introspection? not totally

2009-11-23T22:39:00.000-08:00

I know it was only one job interview, but in the past 14 months, I have only had 3 job interviews, and have yet to get a job, so you might be able to understand my... well, despair. I know despair is a pretty dramatic word, but I actually (why am I even admitting this....) cried a little bit when I read the email because I was so angry. I usually only cry if I'm angry. Those guys already had jobs. I know life isn't fair, and that I preach all the time about being hopeful and all of that but... I'm incredibly bummed. It just continuously drives the hammer into my brain that the world feels like it's crashing down around me. I try to think good thoughts, I really do. It isn't just "oh I want money".. no it's that I really truly need the money. I can't take any breaks from school because I'm up to my ears in student loan debt that keeps accumulating massive amounts of interest. I have credit card debt now because of buying myself running shoes last february and christmas presents and then having all of my hours cut at work until there wasn't a paycheck anymore to pay off the debt while it was still low.

It really makes me upset that our government won't stand up for education, for health. We shouldn't be worried about health insurance, we should be promoting wellness and exercise. We should be fighting for education to be up to standard with the rest of the "first world" countries in that it's paid for by the government, and that k-12 isn't choppy, leaving kids out or complete shit to begin with.

It just depresses me.

I think about my major goals in life- to have a home, to own a very nice car, and a stable living.

Have you noticed that eating healthy is more expensive? They closed a Baja Fresh near my house and are putting in a Bobs Big Boy. Baja Fresh wasn't exactly the healthiest but it is much better than a burger joint.

50% of the children in Mississippi have a BMI of 50. Which means that they're 50% body fat. The lowest number in the country is still about 24%. The lowest? That is just shameful.

It may be cheesy as anything, but shows like Dancing With The Stars and The Biggest Loser at least promote health (despite all the hysterical breakdowns lol).

Obama needs to grow a pair, quit smoking cigarettes, and stop trying to appease EVERYONE. You can't be everyone's favorite, it just isn't possible. I didn't like Dubya, but damn it he didn't care if someone liked what he did! He did it anyway!

People like me can't go to school beecause schools are having budget cuts and class size decreases, which means they can't get an education to get a job so they never get out of the seventh circle of hell. Take action, damn it! Show us that you care. Promote wellness and education and family, not greed and burgers.

I want to open my eyes and see that this has all been a nightmare.

screw bella and jacob, i liked the Porsche.

2009-11-21T18:45:00.001-08:00

ahahaha because I'm a complete and total loser, I went to see New Moon this morning with a friend, and my mother (who has also read the books and hearts them). Okay, the director and screenwriter had like a bazillion pages of bitching and crying and obsession and somehow the movie turned out pretty well. Like, as far as the directing and special effects, it was cool. The special effects were neato, and the music was entertaining. My favorite parts were: the bit with the Thom Yorke song "Hearing Damage" playing loudly, and the bit with the Porsche 911 Turbo. Go figure. My favorite part would predictably be the bit with a nice car. It sounds totally lame, but I was so excited when they had the 911 driving around curves in Italy. I really envy the stunt driver of the scene because omg..... it's a fucking 911 Turbo. I mean, really, do I need to say more? I started grinning like an idiot. The whole movie could have been a stuntman driving the car through pretty flowering hills and golden fields and I would have walked out of the theatre feeling like my time had not been wasted.

I. am. SUCH. a petrolhead!!!

The sound of the engine revving gave me chills. That is how much I love cars. I LOVE LOVE LOVE cars. I love watching, complaining, blogging, drooling, wanting... I love them.

But the movie was cool. The guy who plays Jacob can be pretty funny, in a dry sort of way. Plus from what someone told me, he and I share a birthday (hes only around 18), which is cool. Aquariuses(?) unite!! Christian Bale is an Aquarius, so yeah.

off to check on my vegetables that happen to be roasting.... au revoir.

cheers.

note to the douchebags of the world

2009-11-19T18:10:00.000-08:00

I'm upset with the laziness of people not fighting to make the financial monsters of the world change. I don't know what else more I can do except tell people to cut up their credit cards. People are too goddamn passive though, even with their words. They just say "oh well" and don't even discuss it. No, we HAVE to have that discussion now. The President must have that conversation, and CEOs of these fucking banks and mega conglomerate douches do not need, nor can they ever use, the amount of money that they receive. Shame on all of you. At least Warren Buffett does a lot of good with his money and he isn't holding on to it like he's going to live longer somehow if he has it. GET OVER IT, WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE. This life is suffering anyway. Having nice things is great, but Jesus effing Christ, you do not need $3 billion dollars a year.

Note to athletes, CEOs, etc: Money cannot buy you a soul, which you fuckers have inevitably lost somewhere along the path of your great destruction of the lives of the average citizen by being so disgustingly greedy.

Off to enjoy my evening...

cheers.

stop hating single people

2009-11-11T18:17:00.000-08:00

My lack of voice (stupid laryngitis) is making me want to talk online more. Not that it's neccesary, but when is it ever?

Trying to deal with the fact that I know I will probably never be in a romantic relationship with someone, ever. I don't think there's anyone out there who I want to put up with, and who will also put up with my baggage/neuroses/expensive taste. Trying to deal with that in my head, work around it and just accept that my family and friends will be enough. The awkwardness of being in social situations as a single person is already annoying. It's gotten worse as I've hit my early adult years. Somehow it seems as if others perceive me as not a viable speck of humanity if I'm not out fucking someone. And it does come down to that, however crude I may have phrased it. It's like in that movie, When Harry Met Sally. THat's what Sally says to Harry towards the end of the movie, that it'll prove something if she's out fucking someone.

I think I have more value than that, thanks. I'm comfortable not being in a relationship. My relationship is my schoolwork (which at the pace I'm going, will be a long one by the time I get my masters and PhD) and the other things in my life. It's the goal of paying off my student loans and having my own place and a nice car. If I someday decide that children need to be part of the equation, then I'll adopt. There are plenty of children out there that have great need of parents.

So all you people out there who unknowingly treat single people differently, you can just suck it.

thoughts??

cheers.

injustice

2009-11-11T08:04:00.001-08:00

GCC doesn't observe holidays apparently. Even at PCC we got like two random days off. Blehhhhhh.

And now a word about a topic that was brought up in my geography class: ottoman (not turkish) attrocities, and the current reaction.

My problem with all of it? You have to move on. It isn't good to hold on to such anger and pain for more than a few days, but let alone passing that anger to your children and grandchildren until almost 100 years goes by and you STILL consider that you're in a crisis. Wrong. You aren't. I understand that shit realllllly sucks sometimes. I could go hating so many for personal injustice I've suffered, but... I forgive people. It's hard, but I figure that I don't need all that bad energy around my heart.

So yes, I GET that the Ottoman empire was fucked up and killed a whole lot of people. I think it's disgusting, and I think that the new Turkish government should acknowledge it. But I don't think they know how to, with everyone breathing down their necks. People don't want to do things when you force them to. They have to think its their idea. And no its not an excuse for them, I agree. But god... holding on to all of it for this long on both sides is stupid. Especially the people who feel that an apology is due. You have to stop saying you're still in a diaspora. NO you aren't. A lot of you are fucking crazy wealthy and you're second generation americans who drive Audis. Um, sorry, but living in Glendale and driving a $60 thousand dollar car completely exempts you from that. I encourage you to find peace within your heart because really, even if someone admits to their wrongdoing, you have to be the one to forgive. And let go.

It isn't good for your heart, for your soul... to hold onto such anger for so long. And then instilling it in your children? The real way to go would be to be the bigger man and put your head up high and just move on. Don't even mention it. Because then it shows that you're strong, because you are. You lived through it and moved forward, just not emotionally.

I still haven't heard an apology to the Native peoples of North & South America for the three hundred some years of slaughter that the Europeans inflicted on them. I'm pissed that the American government ignores what they did to my relatives, the Cherokee back in the day, however distantly related I am. But you know... you can't hold onto the anger. Show that you're strong instead.

This wasn't super coherent, and I apologize for that. I feel like crap so yeah. Off to get ready for school..

cheers.

okay then

2009-11-07T20:21:00.001-08:00

I have laryngitis and I'm watching "The Reader." I'll pretty much watch anything with Ralph Fiennes, except for Schindler's List. That movie just makes me sick to my stomach.

And since I'm thinking about Germany now... I'm planning to go to Deutschland sometime next year (hopefully). I want to go during Christmas, but since my mom can't get the time off and I want to go with her, I'm hoping that early December might work out. *crosses fingers*

This movie is totally amazing, by the way. Watch it if you haven't.

Also, I'm becoming a Buddhist.

okay back to my movie, and to my dinner.

an update of sorts

2009-10-26T21:31:00.000-07:00

I should probably stay off my feet more than I do, but I'm just too restless for that to be accomplished. Still haven't received a call from the doctor's office about whether they found a stress fracture in my foot x-ray or not. I'm hoping it's "or not", obviously. I think it would hurt a hell of a lot more if I did have one but I'm not a good judge of pain or injury. Either it hurts or it doesn't. Today my foot seemed to hurt because of my shoe, so I don't really know. I guess my problem is that I look for a basis of comparison, when really I'm the only one that can make that decision. It's weird, I know. I've always been that way. When I got my wrist tattoos, everyone told me 'oh it's really gonna hurt' and either I have a very high tolerance for pain, or I just brushed it off and told myself to stop being a pansy. Does that make any sense whatsoever?

My foot tattoo hurt, the others were just.. annoying. If it's on bone, then it actually hurts.

I'm a bad judge of pain. There.

Watched a rerun of Top Gear on BBC America tonight. Am glad there are reruns since there's a lot I've never seen, but I wish that America wasn't like.... five seasons behind the UK!! The episodes from 2006/07 are showing as "first aired 9/21/09"... but they were filmed in 2006 so what the heck? The David Walliams episode I know is from 2006 because I have a clip of that on my Little Britain Live dvd and that's from 2006. ack!

My father purchased a few copies of the book, "Born To Run" for us to read-- already like 1/3 of the way through since starting it this afternoon. I just can't put it down. It's just fascinating. Even if I didn't understand what he's talking about, if I were not a runner, it would still be an amazing book.

okay, off to read...
cheers.

i trip on flat surfaces

2009-10-21T11:55:00.000-07:00

I sprained my foot two weeks ago and have yet to mention it in this blog. I refuse to go to the doctor because they can't do anything more than I've already done, like tell me to ice it and tape it and don't run. Um, fucking duh. When you're as accident prone as I seem to be, you start to learn these things at an early age.

I have been known to injure myself unintentionally, quite frequently. When I was ten, I sprained the baby toe on my right foot so bad that I was on crutches for two weeks and the entire area of my foot was the color of a ripe plum. When I was fifteen, I proceeded to run into my own bedroom doorjamb and break the toe that I had sprained five years before. I've broken or sprained that toe now... four times? I had achilles tendinitis so bad when I was eight that I didn't want to walk anywhere, and I didn't even play sports. It just sort of happened.

My most recent injury is because the insoles in my running shoes suck. It doesn't help that I have no sense of my body in space, thus creating serious balance issues. When I'm walking or running, you will frequently see me looking towards the ground, and it's because if I don't look at where my feet are, I will trip over them.

I've now started comparing myself to Bella in the Twilight series because she seems to be accident prone and has major balance issues. My number isn't up yet, but I do have a hard time not falling over something, running into things... yeah it's kind of a daily occurance for me.

I'm liable to trip over my own feet, and despite my best efforts to walk in a straight line, sometimess my limbs seem to have other ideas, and I run into shit. Like doorways, chairs, the coffee table in my living room and car doors. I've been known to trip over a pair of socks sitting on the floor.

I have enough balance problems when I'm not injured, so this hobbling around on one foot thing is getting annoying.

knitting + studying. cheers.

tchotchkes and balloon boy

2009-10-15T22:08:00.001-07:00

shut the hell up about balloon boy already! by talking about this crap, you're giving power to these idiots!! it's like when cnn was all a'twitter because oh horror of horrors, michael jackson died. sorry but nuclear wars and the planet burning because fat people want to drive hummers and put their trash on a barge in the middle of the ocean... MORE IMPORTANT THAN A CELEBRITY DEATH OR A KID WHO WASN'T ON A BALLOON AND HIS BATSHIT MEDIA WHORE PARENTS. go away!

On a more positive note, I was looking at my bedside table and noticing that there's a lot of almost-tchotchkes all over it. Including: Several bottles of mostly empty lotion bottles, brown & pink pirate skull stress ball, clock, cell phone, chapstick, ear plugs, alka seltzer cold plus, quote candle, "tahitian vanilla" candle on a holder with tons of rocks and beach glass, matches, small statue of Horus, stamps, prayer beads, stick-on light, nag champa in a cool black wooden box, a photo of my dearly departed kitty Spooky, athletic tape, hair elastics, light from Ikea, and this two-inch tall Russian stacking doll thing from Sitka, AK.

Speaking of Sitka, I watched The Proposal and I was very much impressed. The part where Sandra Bullock's character is singing about sweaty balls with Betty White is FUCKING HILARIOUS. Something funny about the movie (kind of): When I was living in Boston, I remember somebody coming into my work and ordering a cup of coffee. Found out from a coworker that the person had been in earlier that day and that the coffee was for Sandra Bullock because she was filming a movie nearby. I thought it was cool, and I checked IMDB several times to see what movie it was, since I was assuming that if she was filming in Boston, that the movie had something to do with Boston. Well, at the end of the credits for The Proposal, there's "special thanks to: The Commonwealth of Massachussetts"..... It just dawned on me that it was probably The Proposal that she was filming there and that movie had nothing whatsoever to do with Beantown. Also, it means that Ryan Reynolds was in the area. And he's just so damn adorable and hilarious. Very cool.

alrighty, no more rambling.. off to read and zone out. nighty night!

-kate

Why Americans Fail At Making Cars

2009-10-06T11:22:00.000-07:00

Go read MAKING OF THE FITTEST. It's awesome.

Also, praise everything holy for this change in weather! It's been quite chilly (by Southern California standards) since Sunday. Is really quite fabulous.

I dislike that driving the car that I do makes me somewhat hypocritical on my very vocal Sustainability/Eco-friendly/Green soapbox ramblings. It's not my choice, k? My parents both have super fuel-efficient cars, and I have a small tank that doesn't even fit people comfortably in the back seat. I wanted to know how much HP my car had, and after visiting the Edmunds reviews website, I found out that it has 132.

Then I found out that the Porsche Panamera has a base of 400hp, and gets slightly better gas mileage than my car. Okay what?!

I had to do a bit of a double take when I read the figures. I added everything up in my mind, tried to figure out some logic. Dodge Neon: 132hp/ 18-20mpg, the size of a Pinto. Porsche Panamera: 400 hp/ 20-23mpg av., wider than the Porsche Cayenne, and just 4 inches shy of being as long as a BMW 7series. WHAT?!

The Panamera weighs 3,968lbs.
Dodge Neon: around 2,600 lbs.

Not adding up? Yeah, exactly. The Panamera gets around the same mileage as I do driving as gas-conscious as possible. On the Edmunds website, the Neon was listed at having around a combined MPG or something of 28... !!! 28?! Really?? In what batshit parallel universe does the Neon get 28mpg???? I filled up the other day and I got about 22mpg overall, and MOST of that was highway driving. It increases to about 22.5 at maximum.

The only way that the Neon would get 28mpg would be if it were rolling down a hill with nothing to do with any sort of gas-induced acceleration.

So dear Chrysler: YOU FAIL. Especially compared to the Germans and the Japanese automakers.

ah, running how i love thee

2009-10-02T16:25:00.000-07:00

I went for a run on Wednesday- a two miler at a 10 minute pace. Certainly not what I'd hoped for, but considering I haven't actually run for probably around four months, I'm feeling okay about it. It's a start. My legs hurt something awful right now, even two days later. It's funny because I wouldn't expect anything to hurt considering I excercise 45min-2.5hrs 6 days a week. But that run just... wow. Yesterday I could hardly walk down my stairs. And if you've ever been to my house, you know I have a LOT of stairs. Not so fun. My heart rate and tempo and everything seemed pretty effortless at the time. Treadmills make me nervous so it's not quite as good as running outdoors. I'm always worried there will be a malfunction and I'm going to fall over/fly off and hit the wall/die etc. when I'm on the treadmill. It's like how some people have a fear of heights, or flying in planes- I have a serious fear of the treadmill and all of the electronic malfunctions it could have that would put me in harm's way. Especially considering I am not the most surefooted person.

Treadmills are not for the uncoordinated. I trip on flat surfaces, and when I walk, I generally look at the ground part of the time because I will trip and fall over if I don't.

Speaking of running, Edward Norton is a runner and is running the NY marathon with some Maasai dudes next month. He's raising money for a project. Check out the project and videos related to it here.

Dried mango is awesome.

I have freckles all over my shoulders from my recent vitamin D reading fests (i.e. sitting out in the sun slathered in copious amounts of sunscreen, while reading) on my balcony. Oh and for anyone wondering how my tattoos stay so fresh and new looking, even with sun exposure: I put extra sunscreen on them and wear some sort of fabric wrapped around them. If you don't have terrycloth/cotton wristbands, a sock or a hankie works pretty well.

that's all for now... au revoir.

feeling awkward in so many ways

2009-09-28T11:54:00.000-07:00

Seriously??

My weird out of nowhere low blood pressure induced dizzy/lightheadedness is back again, and i misread the due date for an assignment, so only 1/3 of the problems were completed upon turning it in. What the hell. On the bright side, however, it is not 100 degrees outside. I'd almost prefer a nice baking hot day so I can sit out in the sun and read a book.

I'm also super jittery right now, due to a coffee and a lack of excersize yesterday. Couldn't work out yesterday, because I was in Dana Point with my parents, and then blah blah blah we didn't get home until around 7:30. My mother is paranoid that if anyone is outside their house after dark, that they're going to be raped and/or killed. She says it doesn't matter that I lived on my own 3000 miles away from her; she still gets paranoid that the bad things mentioned above will most definitely happen. Despite living in almost crime free area. Okay then.

This is why I need bodyguards or a large dog. Then she wouldn't worry so much. All the time. About everything to do with my safety. I love her and I'm glad she worries about my safety, but I don't understand the extreme nature of it. That's just how I see it. Nobody is wrong or right, it just exists in the in between.

I'm supposed to get a Blackberry next month, however that topic has been discussed for more than a year, and has yet to happen. I'll believe it when I have one in my hand.

I slept too much last night from going to sleep too early, and it totlaly messed everything up. I was groggy and dizzy and had weird weird dreams.

au revoir for now...

alternate real(estate)ities

2009-09-23T11:32:00.001-07:00

I feel stuck and restless, and when I feel this way, I like to imagine my life in other realities. They usually involve having a large closet with a lot of shoes, but the location always changes.

if i were to have a home in socal, i want this lovely craftsman It's in my hometown and it's newly remodeled, and has a big-ass backyard. Heh. Craftsman homes are quite awesome.

If I were to live in Boston, I-- wow I just found the best fucking property... a block from my street I always used to walk on (Dartmouth)... Okay, this one is on Beacon/Exeter, with a rooftop deck that you can see the Charles from. Mmmm. Obviously this deck would only be handy from like, late April thru October, but still, that's around six months of fun in the sun.

Who knows where I will end up in real life, as far as college and beyond is concerned. It depends on the financial aid available. That part is kind of terifying. I really want to excell but I've made some interesting choices. My parents just told me to go with what my heart told me. Well, I did and everything fell apart. I went with what my heart told me, my head told me... and I still don't know where I'll end up. I've settled for a more practical option of academia which entails getting a masters and a PhD.

Who knows if I'll meet someone that I'm interested in romantically, and who also shares my feelings. I don't know. I know it sounds very shallow, but I don't want to be with a person who doesn't have their financial shit together. Wealthy would be nice, I won't deny it. I know I won't find Mr. Darcy, because he just doesn't exist, and I doubt my 'ideal' man doesn't exist either. I think I'm a good judge of character, but I'm not sure about that either anymore.

I want to travel, and just be relatively happy. I would settle for content. Having a lot of money at my personal disposal would be great- fantastic, but as long as I can pay back my school loans, afford to live in a nice place and drive a decent car, go out now and then... that would work. I just can't deal with stressing over money. It's all so frustrating and intriguing at the same time. Is it so much to ask, to be comfortable, to have financial breathing room? For once in my life, and I'm not even 23 yet, I would like all of that, or some of it, to go away.

adieu, my dear void.

nothing better

2009-09-20T17:43:00.000-07:00

music: If There Is Something - Roxy Music

Apparently using anti-aging cream does well to repair sunburned skin. Who knew.

My neck is red. I am a redneck! Well, not like a chitlin-eating, beer gut fat ass living in the South drinking Coor's light and watching nascar kind of redneck. I think that kind of transformation would indicate that an alien stole my brain or something.

Trader Joe's vegan chocolate chip cookies are pretty awesome. I'm wondering if instead of the soy milk (since there's no dairy), one could substitute (or partially substitute) coconut milk..? That would be the most indulgent cholesterol-free cookie ever.

I want to transport myself into the late 70s and go to discos and watch David Bowie and wear knee-high platform purple glitter boots and crazy makeup... any glam rock stuff would do... Yeah!

I would do anything for you/ I would climb mountains
I would swim on the ocean floor
I would walk athousand miles/ Reveal my secrets
more than enough for me to share
I would put roses 'round our door/ Sit in the garden
Growing potatoes by the score

The line about the potatoes is so g'damn random it makes me laugh.

*off key clarinet solo* Fuck yeah Roxy Music!

Back to reading Pride & Prejudice....

cheers.

what does that have to do with daniel craig?

2009-09-18T22:00:00.000-07:00

my face is fucking sunburned. motherfucker.... ugh. way to go retard, telling everyone else to put sunscreen on and then forgetting to put it on your own goddamn face. *talking to self*

Fun times today, fun times. Other than the sunburn on my face and half my chest (wtf?) of course.

I feel like crap for some reason. Passed up a night out with the girls at the last minute because I feel like crap. Would have been nice if someone had texted me a response back to my saturday coffee quandry though. i mean, i know i'm just a designated driver to you right now, but, you know, a response would have been nice. you won't read this though, so i'm talking to myself.

Off to watch Bill Maher and go to bed. I am so tired!!

good night.

ps: bill maher looks better in regular clothes than a suit & tie. just a thought. then again, everyone looks better in regular clothes. *coughdanielcraigsassinflashbacksofafoolcough*

fedoras for all

2009-09-18T08:54:00.000-07:00

I'm supposed to be somewhere that's at least 35 minutes away, in approx. 35 minutes. I win! I should have already left but I'm eating my oatmeal (organic oats & flax + dried cranberries/cherries/pom seeds + cinnamon. mmm tasty.

I've been obsessing over population statistics/genetics since I'm learning them at the same time in phys. anthro & cultural geography. huzzah!

i'm not even done with undergrad, but soon i will be and then i'll be in grad school, and then done with that-- so when i'm done with grad school, when i receive my Ph.D., can someone PLEASE fucking buy me an Indiana Jones fedora?

mkay i will finish my food now.

nom nom nom nom nom..

kate

Twilight, Pope Benedict, and the Bubonic Plague

2009-09-16T11:43:00.000-07:00

Memo to the asshole who stalked my friend:

Fuck you, and please go rot in hell. Thanks. Eventually someone will bust a cap in your arse, and when that day comes, I hope I have a psychic flash that lets me know it happened, so I can celebrate. Nobody fucks with my friends.

/end memo.

In my physical anthropology class, my prof. was making a comment about how instantaneous evolution is imposible, and asked the class to think of its favorite "wolfman" movie. Nobody had a clue what he was saying, because apparently the population of humans is dumber than I thought. My first thought was that ridiculous Michael J Fox movie from the 80s where he's a werewolf and rides (through my hometown no less) on the top of a pimp cargo van. Only one other person apparently thought of an answer to the teacher's quandry, and voiced it loudly- "TWILIGHT!!" Oh humanity, you fail me again.

There's a whole bunch of computer cubicles in the library, but none of them are equipped with power outlets. Fail? I think so. More than that kind of fail, is my laptop battery and its' failure to be consistent, and actually function. Unfortunately I have no money, so I can't get a new battery. Oh well.

Why is it that once you leave a place, you start thinking about it with rose-colored glasses? Not every place, obviously, but some places take on the sentimental love quality that you certainly don't experience when you're living there. To be more specific, I've been thinking a lot about Boston in recent months. I think my time there would have been a whole lot easier to live through if one of my roommates hadn't been the Bubonic fucking Plague in human form. By the way, on that note, Kelly should be sanctified by the church for being the most amazing kind person ever for putting up with said human plague, and my bullshit too. So Pope Benedict, if you have the off chance of reading this tripe, keep her in mind. She's a good Catholic, and a fucking amazing person.

I think that about does it for right now...cheers.

jesus in cotton candy

2009-09-14T12:10:00.000-07:00

listening to: Violent Dreams - Jump, Little Children [Magazine]

quick post before Pilates @ 12:30.

Last night:
Went to see Bill Maher's stand-up gig in Anaheim. For whatever inconceivable reason, I absolutely love Bill Maher- comedy-wise anyway. He's just the funniest goddamn person, and seems to be the only person in the media who represents most of my ideas on politics, religion and popular culture. So last night really was a long time coming dream to be able to see one his stand up shows.

It was AWESOMELY inappropriate. Masturbation jokes make me laugh, when tied to Sarah Palin, Republicans and the like. lol. THIS IS THE PROBLEM OF GROWING UP WITH AN OLDER BROTHER. I can't think like a girl going "ewwww guy jokes!". Most guy jokes are just wayyy too funny. As long as family members aren't telling them, anyway.

Before the show, we were going to find something to eat, but the only fucking place open was HOOTERS. God save my soul from rotting if I ever have to go in that place again. Most degrading experience ever. Orange polyester hotpants, fat sports fans screaming, and tube socks. Reallllly not something I want to experience ever ever ever again. Gross.

Got to the venue and discovered that myself and my friend (Alisa) got to go through a special entrance and had seats in the second row! Woo! I've never been that close. Except for like, Rocco DeLuca.

Anyway, it's pilates time!

<3kate

perfect little dream, the kind that hurts the most

2009-09-11T08:58:00.000-07:00

I both love and detest my existence right now. No point into going into details, but one of the things that puts me in a bad mood is my lack of job which = lack of money, = no Nine Inch Nails shows. Trent will probably get bored and come back in a few years, but what if he doesn't and because the economy sucks, I couldn't go see the last shows ever? That's fucked up. Goddamn you Republicans!!!!

Watched the end of a good movie with Daniel Craig last night. I saw it sometime early this year or late last year- it's called Flashbacks of a Fool. And it's got some awesome music. [i.e. If There Is Something by Roxy Music]

Trying to eat healthier, add more time to my 6-day a week workouts and get enough sleep... It's too much of an obsession but whatever it's a healthy obsession. It's not like I'm getting bulked up like Trent "El Queso" Reznor and his lack of neck. El Queso is like a middle aged Hulk and I think he's bad ass, but a lack of neck always weirds me out. It's like football players and their lack of neck. Yuck.

alright, signing off.
cheers.

cloudy with a chance of... Iron Chef?

2009-09-06T18:04:00.000-07:00

listening to: Nine Inch Nails- Echoplex [The Slip]

Dad is using one of those carpet cleaners to clean, well obviously, the carpets. It's loud and he's been doing it for at least four hours. Crazy. Somehow despite how loud it is, I took a nap. And people, I have major sleeping issues. I've been on sleeping meds for a year and a half for Christ's sake. I haven't actually napped in at least two years, and today, I napped, noise and all! So proud of self. Had to blog about it so that in a year or so, I can pull up this retarded piece of crap and read it, then go "wow, why did I write about this publically?"

Wish I was going to see NIN.... poo. Wish I worked for Trent Reznor. That would be kind of awesome. Actually, I could do an anthropological study and artwork at the same time. Hmm. My interests need to stay at bay, since I have far too many. With my lack of social life, lack of social awareness, my musings get the better of me. My imagination needs to chill for a while.

I tell people I'm planning on going to Berkeley, and their first comment/question relates to "yeah but you haven't gotten in yet have you?" Fuck you, I will. I have to go to an Ivy or comparable. I'll never get into grad school or get grants or fellowships or a job to pay off my massive debt if I don't go. Failing just is not an option, physically, mentally, or emotionally. It just isn't an option for me. $100,000 isn't just going to fall out of the fucking sky.

Speaking of things falling from the sky, I really want to see that new kids' film "Cloudy With A Chance of Meatballs." The book that the movie is based on was one of my favorites as a child. The idea of soup raining from the sky into restaurants without ceilings is just way too exciting for my imagination to pass up. In the book, there was no scientist who created some machine that turned meteorology into the goddamn Food Network WORLD though. If I was going to have food raining from the heavens, I would hope it would be prepared by Morimoto or Bobby Flay.

okay I'm going now..

30 songs

2009-08-30T19:01:00.000-07:00

I saw this on a friend's facebook and thought it was a cool little survey of information. I think it may or may not tell a great deal about a person.

30 SONGS YOU CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT. *mine are in no particular order*

1) Radiohead- Everything In Its Right Place
2) Lifehouse - Learn You Inside Out
3) Chester Bennington - System (oh how i love this song)
4) Yo-Yo Ma - JS Bach, Cello Suite #1, Prelude
5) Nine Inch Nails - Thats What I Get (it is the worst song ever written, but i do love it)
6) Radiohead - Videotape
7) Anne Lennox - Why
8) Backstreet Boys - I Want it That Way (LMAO- its the most random song ever)
9) Bob Dylan - Desolation Row, from the Unplugged album
10) Bob Dylan - Most of the Time
11) Bruce Springsteen - Dancing in the Dark
12) Coldplay - A Message
13) David Gray - The Other Side
14) David Gray - Please Forgive Me
15) Deftones - Passenger (Maynard makes this song absolutely amazing)
16) Elton John - Levon (!!)
17) Eric Clapton - River of Tears
18) Linkin Park - The Little Things Give You Away
19) Deftones - Change in the house of flies
20) Linkin Park - Krwlng
21) Nine Inch Nails - Somewhat Damaged
22) Tracy Chapman - Fast Car
23) Tool - Right In Two
24) Sarah McLachlan - Angel
25) Roxy Music - If There Is Something
26) Sting - When We Dance
27) A Perfect Circle - Peace Love and Understanding
28) Paul Simon - The Cool, Cool River
29) Paul Simon feat. Ladysmith Black Mambazo - Homeless
30) Nine Inch Nails - and all that could have been

This list really could go on for another 25-30 songs. Maybe I'll make part two soon. Perhaps it will include the motherload of awful music: Nsync!

Pray for the firefighters and everyone close to the fires right now in socal! Send good thoughts if prayer isn't your thing. It couldn't hurt.

cheers,
kate

i have four botttles of lotion

2009-08-27T10:35:00.001-07:00

For whatever reason, my cat always tries to eat my hair when it's close enough to his face. Go figure.

So apparently, according to my research, I'm related to Winston Churchill, Lady Diana, George Washington, and I think, the Windsors. How can I live up to this? I don't know. Hmmm... But I can trace my heritage back to the 8th or 9th century AD (not BC- though that would have been the most bad ass thing ever).

Concert tonight at Memorial Park in Pasadena that should be interesting.... Depending on whether my sore throat goes away, Iwill decide to go or not. Sore throat is from the barbeque-pit-smelling air, which is due to the fire in the mountains near Azusa. In addition to the fires, it's been really hot here, so yesterday we had the a/c on because we couldn't have the windows/screen door open- too hot but bad air quality. yuck. stupid smoke everywhere.

cheers
kate

i love me some clarified butter

2009-08-23T10:37:00.000-07:00

It's a good thing I don't eat Ethiopian food everyday because if I did, I would be spoiled in eating. Seriously. Wow. I love that darn food! So much butter! Lots and lots of clarified butter and spices = happy happy eating experience. Service at the restaurant was so-so, but the food was fantastic so oh well. I think the service might have been something cultural? I don't know. Maybe it's because my dinner companion and myself are white? I hope that isn't the reason, because that would be sad. I'm not expecting ass-kissing fake niceness, but our one server wasn't even polite. Oh well. There was a guy at a table outside who looked so much like Haile Gebrselassie that I did a double-take to confirm it wasn't the fastest marathoner in the world... Well at least his native country can be super proud of its' cuisine. YUMMY.

Fried yam balls & fried plantains = best crap on the planet. The yam dish was from Ghana apparently, but who cares. It was good.

clarified butter is a gift from god hahaha

sponging up leftover sauce with injera = good times.

location: Rosalind's Ethiopian restaurant on Fairfax in LA. Tasty!

I need to go grocery shopping....

disposableconsolationprize

2009-08-20T12:49:00.000-07:00

There seems to be a trend in my life where people just decide they want nothing to do with me. I think this disappearing act by these people is a big part of my need for attention. I'm shy and it takes a long time for me to trust people, only to have them scoff at me and disappear out of my life. Either they tell me they don't want anything to do with me, or they just stop talking to me. This must stop! I don't know why this seems to happen as frequently as it does. What did I say? What did I do? I wonder about this on and on until I get myself in a crazy place in my head... I think too much, I'm too introspective- this much I know. I realize I have to stop blaming myself for everything.
But it's painful when you invest your time and heart into a relationship only to have a person actually tell you they don't want to have anything to do with you anymore. I knew that one was coming, I'd known for a long time because this person actually told me that they had done this with other people. How sick is that? Both on my part for continuing on in the friendship, and the other person, for just doing what she did? It's been like... I don't know a few years since I was told that I was no longer wanted as a friend and every once and a while I think about it, and it pisses me off. Obviously there are two parts to a story and we both had something to do with the friendship crumbling. But it pisses me off when I think about how fucking hard I try with people. This is why I've started distancing myself from people; I've finally learned part of the lesson. Never truly invest yourself with someone because they'll flush you down a drain when they're done with you. So yes, I'm emotionally needy, but I think it's partly to do with how a lot of people seem to just... trash me.
The person who had the most impact on me, unfortunately seemed to have molded me into someone that doesn't hug, doesn't touch, and shies away from all of it was also someone who I loved. I loved him and he trashed me and I kept believing that he would change. He told me he loved me and then talked about killing himself. I worried myself sick over that rat bastard. I know I shouldn't give him the power, shouldn't give the credit and just be a strong person but... goddamn you for molding me into something I never wanted to be. You did it under the radar and by the time I realized what I had become, the change in my heart had already happened. What's done and I'm no longer your consolation prize at the end of the day.
Another person recently pulled a 180 on our relationship. We were friends and we talked and I thought everything was fine. And then about six months ago, this person just like, completely stopped contacting me. It seemed to be out of nowhere. Nothing was ever said. The contact just stopped. I've attempted to initiate a friendly "how are you" now and then and it goes nowhere. I don't know why this happened. But there's another person that has decided I'm just disposable.

Why am I so disposable? Please, tell me. The second person I wrote about, I doubt he will ever read this, but if you do, if this message I send out into the cosmic void actually reaches you somehow, please tell me what I did wrong. What was your reason for disposing of me? Because that's what it feels like. Like you threw me away.

I try to call people, just try to be polite and carry on what few friendships I actually have, and I am never the important person. I'm never important enough to call back, contact unless it's good for the other person. Why am I so disposable?

But I'm tired of being the consolation prize at the end of the day when you don't give a crap anyway. So excuse me for being callous and negative and harsh, but it's my own way of making sure I don't getting hurt again and again. There's only so much that can be repaired.

Why do I get thrown away?

The people that actually try, believe me when I say that it's very very much appreciated. It gives me hope that I'm not a piece of trash like so many people seem to think of me as. You guys know who you are- you actually call, text and try to talk to me. You make an effort and even when I'm difficult and negative, you're there. This means more than you know. I feel more positive because of you guys. I try to change my outlook, and I've begun to actually be a positive person.

cheers cosmic void.until next time...

the condescention of lady catharine de bourgh

2009-08-18T13:30:00.000-07:00

"Oh no one knows what I suffer with my nerves, but you know I never complain!"
Mrs. Bennett/ Pride & Prejudice

I never get tired of this frakking movie; between Colin Firth as Darcy, the idiocy of Mr. Collins, and Pemberley... Oh how I wish to go back in time and see the English countryside during the late 18th century/early 19th century!

Yesterday, I found my father's maternal lineage in the family bible which I believed to have disappeared- thankfully not so! On the maternal side of the family, we have records going back to the 11th and 13th centuries. One side was Irish, one side was French. On one side, there was a member of the continental congress AND a senator from South Carolina. The Benton side of the family has been in the states since 1639(!!)- three years after the founding of Harvard freaking University.

Yes, my family has been in the U.S. since before it was the U.S., for 350 years. Very cool.

Okay back to Pride & Prejudice... HAHA mr collins being creepy...

des fruits and a pornstache

2009-08-07T10:29:00.000-07:00

As much as I told myself I would never watch The Sound of Music, as much as I said it for years... well, I really like the damned movie (despite its' being a musical and all). So I'm becoming a cliche at the ripe age of 22, and it's getting on my nerves. Oh well.

Also, as I was telling someone earlier, the "flavor grenade" variety of a pluot (plum + apricot hybrid if you live under a rock) is quite awesome. It's crunchy and sweet and apparently only grows for about a month during the summer. wtf? This is not fair! I finally find a fruit I can really enjoy, and I find out that I have a month to enjoy it. What is this bullshit?

If I don't start looking like Brunhilde from all the pilates and cardio workouts I've been doing lately, there's going to be some serious confusion. As some of my friends have pointed out to me, why I'm not as tiny as a twig with the "healthy" eating habits and excessive exercising (*note: i spelled exercising wrong so I clicked spell check, and it gave me an option for "exorcizing- i reeeeeeally wanted to choose that spelling just to be a dweeb).... This lack of brunhildeness is confusing me.

Here's some news that I have both looked forward to hearing about and dreaded: the movie adaptation of my favorite books- The River Why and The Historian! The former is apparently in post-production and is a low budget version with William Hurt as H20 (the father, Henning Hale-Orviston). The latter is a Da Vinci Code-budget sized film that Sony is slating for a 2010 release. I'm hoping for a 2011 release if it'll make it better. And Tom Hanks better not be in it. Or Helena Bonham Carter or somebody else I'm sick of seeing. If they want to cast Stuart Townsend as Vlad, I would most definitely not be opposed to it, simply because he makes a seriously bad ass vampire. Plus I think with Vlad's ron jeremy pornstache mustache, it would completely bitchin'.

Alas little blog, go out into the cosmos where maybe 2 people will read you...

If I were an Op-Ed writer...

2009-08-06T10:25:00.001-07:00

So apparently both Twitter and Facebook are down because they've been hacked into. My feelings on the matter are this:
1) can people please stop hacking into things because it just makes you a big TURD for doing so.
2) LOL @ reactions of people unable to use Twitter. Check out this msn article:
"Allison Koski, a public-relations manager in Manhattan, said she felt "completely lost" without Twitter.

"I had to Google search Twitter to find out what was going on, when normally my Twitter feed gives me all the breaking news I need," Koski said."

She feels completely lost without Twitter? Holy crap seriously? GET A FUCKING LIFE YOU TWAT. I'm actually hoping that was a misquote, because admitting to such a feeling about being able to type 140 characters about whatever mundane thing you're doing that doesn't really matter, should institutionalize a person. Don't get me wrong, I use Twitter on occasion. I read a few news bits from CNN's Anderson Cooper, and Runner's World and a couple of friends. But I'm not crying and saying I can't go on in life if I can't use Twitter!
So Twitter is down. *shrug* Go on the NPR website and read news there, or the CNN website or something else. If you feel you're out of the loop, big effing deal. You got along perfectly fine before twitter, so what's the difference now? Laziness I guess.

The point is this: stop using these websites as a crutch! Become too dependent and you're like how I am now about coffee. I didn't drink it for about 4 months and as soon as I had started drinking it again, I couldn't get it off my mind and kept convincing myself that I had to go buy a latte. Which is bullshit, because nobody NEEDS to buy a latte. Nobody NEEDS Twitter. It's not going to help you by becoming completely dependent on it.

But hell, what am I saying this for; this is the same country where 50% of marriages end in divorce, 50% of Mississippi is 50% body fat and Starbucks is the national pasttime.

I give up.

per a request...

2009-07-28T15:23:00.000-07:00

Per Ryan's request, here's my list of awesome songs. None are in any sort of order...

1. The Obvious Child - Paul Simon
2. By Heart - Sylvie Lewis
3. Learn You Inside Yout - Lifehouse
4. Fast Car - Tracy Chapman
5. Right In Two - Tool
6. Demon Seed - Nine Inch Nails
7. We're In This Together - Nine Inch Nails
8. Blackout - Muse
9. Valparaiso - Sting
10. La Vie en Rose - Louis Armstrong version
11. Down on the Corner - Creedence Clearwater Revival
12. White Room - Cream
13. And All That Could Have Been - Nine Inch Nails
14. Suckerlove - Kate Havnevik
15. Desolation Row - Bob Dylan

only 15 but that's just the way it is.

cheers.
kate

middle of summer

2009-07-21T13:26:00.001-07:00

My cat is grooming himself into oblivion right now, as he always seems to be, propped up on my yoga mat & gym bag.

Reading a book called The Brothers K by David James Duncan (author of The River Why, also known as my favorite book). For some reason I like reading this authors' books while listening to Paul Simon. Who knows.

Pilates!!!!! I'm going to have abs of steel from these frigging pilates classes I'm going to.

Anyone have a 4x5 camera they just don't want? And film to go with it? And a darkroom?

Movies: last Sunday I watched the sixth installment of the book-adapted Harry Potter films, which was interesting. Not too keen on the ending (Terra was correctomundo on that) but as always, Rupert Grint and Alan Rickman were beyond fantastic.
Saturday afternoon I saw Unmistaken Child at the Laemmle. Amaaaazing amazing documentary about a Buddhist monk in search for his masters' reincarnation. Seeing the film really made me more convinced about my positive thoughts on Buddhism and the possibility that I may someday convert to being a Buddhist.

It's too hot. Ew.

cheers,
kate

it's officially summer, huzzah!

2009-06-22T12:03:00.001-07:00

So there's a Mercedes-Benz that is bullet proof, gas proof and explosives proof. Holy cow. In the commercial they seem to attach a bunch of c4 or something to the bottom of the car and there's giant explosions around it and the car is TOTALLY fine. wow. It's around $500,000... Then again, for half a million dollars it should do that, shine my shoes and bake pizzas too. Easy bake ovens!!

That car might come in handy in say, South Africa, where they have the highest rate of stolen cars in the world (i think). Very scary.

So along with your Mercedes S600 Guard, you could purchase that house I found on the Coldwell Banker website-- it's in Beverly Hills, is sixty MILLION DOLLARS, has seventeen bedrooms, and THIRTY BATHROOMS. THIRTY. hahahahahahahaaaa. When I found that house last month I almost fell off the chair laughing at the amount of bathrooms. It's insane, nobody in their right mind (being the key words) needs thirty freaking bathrooms! That's not a house, it's a boutique hotel.

Good stuff.

I know that jobs now look at peoples' myspaces/facebooks/blogs when they are interviewing perspective employees.... so I looked around the various social networks that I've ever used and couldn't find anything incriminating. THe stuff I talk about is just weird crap I see on TV or stories of the mexican/spanish/latino/hispanic/south american/ whatever is politically correct these days workers that work around near my house and creep me out because they look at me like a piece of meat. It's just disgusting. It's like when I was in high school and the gardeners would honk and whistle at me while I was walking home. What is that about? I was sweaty and probably smelled absolutely foul from power walking my butt all the way across town in like 25 minutes, fifty pound backpack on my back... It's not like I dress provocatively. I wear jeans and tshirts.

Anyway, signing off. Cheers and happy summer!

kate

oh so funny

2009-06-20T10:35:00.000-07:00

From last week's Real Time with Bill Maher- New Rules:

"I never thought I'd say this, but actually, what he needs in his personality is a little George Bush. He needs to stop worrying about being loved and bring out that smug, insufferable swagger that says, "Suck on it, America."

George Bush had horrible ideas—torture, deregulation, preemptive war, tax cuts for the rich—but he pushed them through in their full measure, never mind the Congress or the Constitution, the Geneva Convention — Magna Carta—Hammurabi's Code. The point is, he didn't care if it made him unpopular with every human on the planet not named Cletus or Fred Barnes. Which it did.

And what we need to do is to marry the good ideas that Barack Obama has, with a little bit of the Bush attitude and certitude. I'd love it if Obama came out one day and said, "Jesus told me to fix health care."

LMAO.

this is a crap update

2009-06-15T16:53:00.000-07:00

Fuck yeah the Lakers won the championship! woo!

and it's still overcast. :( and the creepy mexicans that stare at me like i'm a piece of meat every time i walk by are also still downstairs ew. i wish i were a vampire so i could put some fear into them and they would no longer stare. disgusting fools.

BARAK OBAMA GIVE US HEALTHCARE. or aforadable "possible" healthcare.

kate.

How much drugs did Cream do to write those songs?

2009-06-05T22:21:00.000-07:00

doing paintings of trees, with the idea of nature/natural elements themselves as modern day iconography (icons like byzantine icons of saints/jesus/etc)... trying to figure out the best way to actually have people figure something of that bit out. but for now, i'm just happy with the trees. the one of the Gingko tree (doesn't have leaves yet) looks quite fantastic in the dim light of my bedroom right now. whoever said acrylic was impossible is retarded. you just really have to work it quickly and you can get some fantastic effects that you can't get (at least that quickly) with oil. the fact that its flat and has lots of texture at the same time is pretty cool, thanks to the miracle of various acrylic painting mediums (gel medium, gloss medium, modeling paste, gesso)... v. excited to finish, and want to do a HUGE painting now.

actually, would like to collaborate with David Bromstad (from HGTV, and yes, I totally watch HGTV all the time) to incorporate my art into home decor if i had a house. however, still live with parents in their apartment, soooo that won't be happening. ever. since i'm going to be here until i'm 45.

ew heart burn.

kate

ps: man vs wild w/ will ferrell the other night was effing awesome. AND Tales of Brave Ulysses has the weirdest fucking lyrics of all time. weee

new frigging rules

2009-05-23T09:04:00.000-07:00

kates new rules.

1) dick cheney must shut the hell up and go on a nice retirement similar to george w bush's. isn't it fantastic how quiet that guy has been lately? (bush not cheney). Cheney's new job must be: Dubya's pooper scooper!

2) swine flu must have a vaccine, and then go aawwayyyyy (gollum voice)

3) evangaline lilly must become my personal trainer so that i can have her body type.

4) my matress pad thingy must stop moving around because the elastic is apparently dead.

5) CHAMPAGNE, CHAMPAGNE FOR EVERYONE! (bubbles from Little Britain)

6) i need unlimited funds to buy as much yarn as I want. Including 100% italian cashmere.

7) bradley cooper must show up at my house and serenade me with tony bennett, frank sinatra, dean martin etc songs.

oh and oscar de la renta must design a gown for me.

:)

D-Fish can punch the shamwow guy.

2009-05-12T10:26:00.000-07:00

GAH! Just when I thought iTunes had decided to shuffle in the GOOD songs, it starts playing the ones I don't know why I even have on my computer. Like Nsync.

NOOO NO TONY BENNETT/BARBRA STREISAND UUUGH. Eric Clapton time!

So there's this guy at my gym who disturbs me pretty badly. He's this older guy and he has longish blond hair with an acid-green hankerchief tied Rambo-style around his forehead. And he grunts. Its effing annoying and I seem to be the only one to notice it. It's like every 20-30 seconds, he makes this awkward grunting noise. My dad was like, oh, he's just clearing his throat. So I decided to give him the benefit of the doubt and let it pass, even perhaps suggest some allergy pills if he's got THAT much congestion. Well, the benefit of the doubt is gone now because he clears his throat IN ADDITION to the grunting. Which makes it just all the more disturbing. Ew ew ewwwww. I don't care if you're having a hard time on the tredmill or the eliptical trainer, there is no excuse for the grunting. You're in a public space and it needs to stop.

In the spirit of my favorite comedian, Bill Maher... NEW RULE: grunting in the gym is not okay. >:(

Angels & Airwaves = awesome. So is this new scone from Coffee Bean. I feel bad for non-california people because i heart coffee bean.

alas, more bob dylan. Oh and Pete Yorn apparently has a new album coming out? Yay? Yay! David Gray needs to release something new.

I still have my crapppppyyyy dying cellphone because i would rather have an already-paid for piece of shit than have to pay for a new phone that's bulky and ugly. Can't afford the service fee for a Blackberry so a new phone will have to wait.

<3 kate

EU BAN ON SEAL PRODUCTS! YAY!

2009-05-05T11:50:00.001-07:00

eating yogurt covered raisins, feeling bloated and being ECSTATIC THAT THE EU BAN ON SEAL PRODUCTS PASSED!! YAY! take THAT you bastard seal-killing Canadians!!! I don't hate Canada, I hate people who kill seals who happen to be Canadian. Same thing goes with factory farming, American, Canadian, I don't care. If I met them walking down the street and knew who they were, it would be really hard to repress my violent urges to spit in their faces and throw rotten food at them or something. YAYYYYYYYY.

mm. yogurt covered raisins = all kinds of tastiness.

am FINALLY FINALLY FINALLY starting to lose the buddha belly!! thanks to the 5-6 days a week doing the ab machine at the gym for 10 minutes per time. woo. will finally fit into a size four!

ew, construction going on next door with SUPER ANNOYING vacuuming/squeaky noises...

also, um, i really am annoyed by the parrots that have migrated back after a few years away, because they are REALLY goddamn loud at 6 in the morning outside my window. stupid parrots.

and i think it's LUNCHTIME. time to watch the dog whisperer....

<3 kate

please stop

2009-04-22T15:47:00.000-07:00

I just shouldn't even mention this because by doing so, I'm actually giving this completely worthless crap some truly undeserved attention...

We are so going to end up like that movie Idiocracy. The retarded ashton kutcher twitter contest crap just proved it.

As a culture, can we just get over it? I really don't want to see hollywood celebrities on fucking CNN. Gone are the days that important people were on Larry King Live, eh?

Had carne asada for lunch. Tasty.

Back to being lazy doing nothing for Spring Break...

i really hate today

2009-04-07T11:56:00.001-07:00

i hate people so bad right now. people as in EVERYONE ON THE FACE OF THE EARTH. no, but, in general i kind of hate everyone right now. i'm being bitter but whatever.

i HATE hearing people talk about their boyfriends all the time. stfu.
i HATE teenagers who drive BMWs/nice cars. spoiled pieces of shit.
i HATE banks. hey assholes wheres MY bailout? at least my loans were because i wanted to better myself by getting an education. and i'll never finish college because i'll never be able to afford it. and i'll never get a job because only college grads are getting jobs in this economy.
my hands hurt along with EVERYTHING ELSE on my body today.

i really hate my life today. today just fucking sucks.

why does my bed smell like chocolate?

2009-04-02T16:52:00.001-07:00

i think that David Bowie song I'm Afraid of Americans pretty much sums it up for me. And I am an American, so there you go.

Peruvian/Salvadoran food today???? Am super hungry right now.. Grrrr.

My knees look funny when they're taped.

Keara got a puppy and i want to fly to florida just to smush it with hugs because it's so dang cute!!! If my grandmother wasn't in a home (think: Shady Pines) going to florida would also be an incentive because talahassee brings memories of THE best pound cake in the history of the freaking world. mmmmm.

thinking of cake not helping with wanting of food.

where did the sun go?! and why does my comfortor smell like chocolate? my nose is screwed up.

oy vey.

i'm compulsive

2009-03-25T21:42:00.000-07:00

things i really like:

-hand sanitizer
-harry potter
-moleskin sketchbooks
-lavender flowers + lavender lotion
-my ten dollar manwallet from target
-not using my expensive ikea Poang chair
-being ghetto and using random cubbies for my wine (i.e. my dresser, and some storage in my closet)
-lord of the mother effing rings
-cubbies
-bookshelves
-flat screen tvs
-trashcans
-waterbottles that make noise
-35mm black and white film

things i really want
-k2 meter (hahaha)
-digital voice recorder
-a light dimmer
-walkin closet
- closet with far too many pairs of designer shoes
-a proper wine rack (or a place to actually put one)
-insoles
-special extended edition LOTR dvds
-christian bale
-more oddly shaped pillows
-socks!
-custom made/sized maple boards (for painting)
-north face pullover
-a proper rain coat (i have a snow jacket but it gets rather warm)

things that tick me off
- turnitin.com
-my psychology textbook
-heartburn
-my cat laying on my pillow
-insomnia
-crazy drivers at costco/pcc
-lint
-billy fucking mays (the oxy clean guy who yells)
-THE SNUGGIE. die!
-foxnews
-our former president and his entire family
-bill clinton
-canada
-people who like star wars

cherio. or cheerios. either way.

kate.

men in tights?

2009-03-17T14:49:00.000-07:00

Mikhail Baryshnikov is awesome.

the music makes me laugh because the guy singing sounds like he has a permanent belch going on. *sings like russian guy in video*

Was watching the movie that this came from (White Nights) yesterday because it was on tv and holy crap. He was stretching in this one scene- dude was standing on one leg, with the other leg pressed up parallel on the wall pointed upwards. I was like WHOA if i could bend like that I wouldn't be going to physical therapy right now.

Why am I posting about a Russian when it's St Patricks day? Protestants wear orange so apparently everyone in the US is Catholic. Very scary.

-kate

fuck you south pas

2009-03-14T16:52:00.000-07:00

apparently not having a front license plate merits a $77 ticket. wow. that is just fucking stupid. I'VE HAD MY CAR FOR FOUR GODDAMN YEARS AND NOW YOU GIVE ME A TICKET???? HOW ABOUT, I DONT KNOW, GIVING THOSE ASSHOLES WHO RUN STOP SIGNS TICKETS. THAT WOULD BE A NOVEL IDEA. WOW. SERIOUSLY. AND HOW ABOUT FIXING OUR ROADS, BECAUSE MAYBE THEN PEOPLE WILL ACTUALLY GO TO OUR STUPID FUCKING RETARDED 'BOUTIQUE' SHOPS, BECAUSE THEIR CARS WONT BREAK DOWN FROM FALLING INTO A GIANT POT HOLE.

FUCK YOU. how about giving a ticket to someone who HAS A JOB.

UGH.

can't think of a title

2009-03-08T21:00:00.000-07:00

Daylight savings can suck it. >_<

Don't get me wrong, I like there being more light, but I have an Eastern exposure in my bedroom window and sun at wee hours of the morning just really isn't fun for someone who takes sleeping pills and is a light sleeper.

I still really like 'Definitely, Maybe' if only for the fact that it has good people. It is a chick flick verging on family storytime but it has Isla Fisher and Kevin Kline so therefore it can't suck.

I got new shoes!!!!! Yay new running shoes!! Not that I'm running in them yet because my knee is all retarded and I don't think my physical therapist would advise any running at the moment. But I can't WAIT to go running again now that I've got new shoes. Not being able to run these past few months has been horribly difficult to deal with. I know I really only started running last July/August on a regular basis but it became a huge part of my life once I started. Once I had to stop because of my own negligence/ego/??.... we won't go there because it's negative.

I miss my kitty again a lot lately on and off. It's been over four years since he died but sometimes it feels like just yesterday. I love my other cat who is still alive but I never had the bond with him that I had with my other cat. Spooky was my pet, he was my birthday present from my parents when I was 10 years old. We bonded even he though he was out of his mind sometimes. He got calmer as he got older and that made it easier, but I always felt like he actually understood more than most cats seem to. It doesn't make much sense unless you knew him... he was more human in his later years than some humans seem to be. Anyway, I miss the little bastard and I wish he were curled up on the bed with me right now.

cheers,
kate

someday

2009-02-26T22:00:00.001-08:00

cash for gold aka the biggest scam EVER.

Someday I will have a Porsche. Someday. I will also be in the wedding of someone I know and not wear ugly glasses that make me look like a frumpy old woman. There will be Oscar de la Renta involved in my wardrobe, more than my one lonely pair of Manolo Blahniks, and a walk-in closet.

Someday my insomnia will not be an issue because I will learn to cope without sleeping pills. I will run a marathon for the first time and many times following. I will bust my ass to become an elite runner and never let injuries kill my morale. If I get married, I won't have a cake: instead I'll have Magnolia Bakery cupcakes.

Golden Girls is still awesome, peanut butter sucks, and I don't care what anyone says about Sarah Jessica Parker because they're just jealous of being that frigging fabulous.

<3 kate

enough with the loggers!

2009-02-17T09:25:00.000-08:00

i read a story this morning about a 70 year old woman whose purse was stolen and she chased after the thief to get it; caught up with the teenage girl who stole her purse because she was an ex track star! how awesome is that? imagine what usain bolt could do if he were faced with criminals!!

question:
What the heck is with the tv shows about loggers???? Do we really need to have that filth on tv? I don't know if I speak for everyone when I say that I dont want to watch shows where rednecks bitch and moan about how hard their environmental raping of a job is. Please take the logger shows off tv. It started with you know, semi-normal 'reality' shows on the cable networks about crap like ice road truckers and stuff like that. Now we have assholes cutting down 400 year old redwoods. What's next, a show where we watch Sarah Palin and Joe the Plummer kill wolves and endangered species from helicopters? Or how about a show where we watch Canadians kill baby seals? Because it's getting there with these goddamn logger shows.

I rest my case. And I plan on communicating how fucked up those shows are to the networks. I know we all use paper and tree-related products but jesus christ I recycle and I reuse and compost and drive a small car. I organized a protest with HSUS against the seal extermination in Canada. If I had a job or just massive amounts of random money I would probably donate most of it to various environmental/animal related charities.

Stop building frigging log cabins and maybe shows about loggers will go away. Buy bamboo products!!

<3 kate

80 year old grease

2009-02-13T22:51:00.000-08:00

stingy old republicans on the verge of death with no plans to do anything with their money might as well just deep fry the benjamins and eat them with the fat people in texas. i mean the people who weigh 500+ pounds i.e. super morbidly obese.

in that vein, i'd like to state that i don't support anyone getting gastric bypass surgery. fucking lose it the old fashioned way like everybody else. eat like a sensible human being and stop blaming mcdonald's for your vast girth. you can make the choice not to eat like shit and don't tell me otherwise. i'm sorry but my tax dollars shouldn't be going toward 'patient advocacy' for an 1800 pound man to get his stomach removed so he can lose weight. i lost twenty five pounds by getting off my ass and not eating cake. show some fucking backbone.

ladron que a roba ladron (?) is a fucking hilarious movie. there's a dude in it named Primitivo.

lol.

um, for Valentine's Day I'd like to receive Bradley Cooper, Christian Bale and Bear Grylls on my doorstep to take me to Istanbul and fan me with palm fronds. And some See's Bordeaux chocolates. mmmm chocolates.

golden girls time!
-kate

22 going on 85

2009-02-12T10:31:00.000-08:00

I turned 22 yesterday. The day was uneventful in the best way possible, i.e. lowkey and relaxing. I ate my protein bar in the morning, got coffee and went grocery shopping with my mother, came home to make myself a sandwich and look through boxes of old photos, went to the gym, watched Ghost Hunters, and went to dinner with my parents. Nice and lowkey.

Currently on hold with my doctor's office because they never faxed the physical therapy referral to the physical therapist. Good stuff.

I was in Monterey last weekend, which was interesting. It rained Thursday, Friday, and Sunday. Saturday was 65 and sunny and gorgeous.

My hands hurt like hell right now so I can't type much more... hence the physical therapy. Bleh.

-kate

i'm afraid of americans

2009-02-04T21:51:00.001-08:00

I don't want to sound negative since I generally always do but okay here's my rambling bullshit post.

I'm really sick of oxyclean commercials as much as i am of the sham-wow ones, but jesus christ that sham wow guy is nowhere near as obnoxious as BILLY MAYS WHO YELLS. ALL THE TIME. EVERY WORD. LOUD. TOP OF HIS HIGH PITCHED VOICE. what the heck is with that guy? why would you buy oxyclean from him? i wouldn't buy toilet paper from that man he's so obnoxious. can someone please just wax that weird fax spray on caveman beard? it's' so creepy. he needs to be in those Geico caveman commercials which also suck.

Speaking of commercials, the ones in the middle of the day or anytime on Lifetime are fucking horrible. It's either for AARP, medicare supplement insurance, any number of bladder problems and the pharmecutical industry's answer to the problems, erectile dysfunction, or car insurance. Have any of you seen the viagra one with the guy and his wife looking all sad and depressed driving around in the rain, and they go on vacation to some sunny tropical setting where people are singing about viagra while this now happy enthusiastic couple is skipping along the beach to have four hour boner pill sex? I swear to god that thing is so disturbing.

Also, I'm tired of the FDA letting these drugs pass the 'ok' test when they have side affects that are sometimes WORSE than the problem they are supposedly treating. Some of my favorite side effects are: constipation, incontinence, blindness, seizures, heart attacks, tuburculosis, cancer, and death. Hmm. Not so bad I guess. Can the pharmecutical industry please put the humans taking the pills FIRST instead of the lobbyists and politicians? I mean seriously, when something has as many possible side effects as those rheumatoid arthritis medications do, how in the hell does anyone want to take them? Shame on you FDA, shame on you.

anyway I think that's about it for now.

go read icanhascheezburger !!

<3 kate

radiohead, men in tights, and leiderhosen

2009-01-18T10:58:00.000-08:00

In honor of this blogs' namesake....

Yes, forgive my random loud screaming at the very beginning- I was really excited when I realized what song they were going to play.

Just completed my third read of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. The bit about Snape always makes me emo because I'm a tard. Oy vey.

Speaking of Oy Vey-ness, I was watching Robin Hood Men In Tights the other day... Mel Brooks is fucking awesome. He's always in his own movies in some way, but I think this was his biggest role in any of them that I've seen. He plays a rabbi who drives around on a cart with barrels of 'sacramental wine'... lol

Robin: I am Robin of Loxley and these are my merry men!
mel brooks as rabbi: fagellas? (fags/gays for all you needing translation)
Robin: No, we're straight.

CLASSIC. Young Frankenstein is the best, probably followed by the Matthew Broderick remake of The Producers, Robin Hood Men In Tights, and then Blazing Saddles. Seriously, Mel Brooks just wins at life. So much better than Monty Python.

Best bit of this episode of Are You Being Served. German Week!

kate

pompous asshats

2009-01-14T22:10:00.001-08:00

Dear (insert name of my city),

The 'downtown revitilization' project is a waste of time and money. How about fixing our roads instead? You know, because nobody is going to want to come to this little place if the roads are as awful as they are. I drive to Costco and there's one street that is so awful I'm always slightly worried I'll get a flat tire from driving it. There are potholes, shoddy old repairs of the road (and I mean complete crap).... I mean, I know that the streets with all the giant houses- the really wealthy streets- get fixed in a flash. They even put in road dividers with plants in them. You bunch of pompous assholes don't deserve to live in this city. You treat people who live in apartments like second-class citizens. Not everyone was born into multi-million dollar nepotism. Douchebags.

with that said, i'm going to go watch the Golden Girls. Old lady comedy from 1985 for the win!

kate

man vs... squirrel?

2009-01-10T22:40:00.001-08:00

Rented 'The Women'... worst movie i've seen in a very long time. had the potential to be good, but it was crap unfortunately.

Currently watching Man Vs Wild. Bear Grylls is the fuckin man. That brings us to The List of People Kate Thinks are Badass.

The Badass Award goes to the following individuals:

Bear Grylls and Dean Karnazes. Everybody already knows Bear, but Karno is like, insane.

He did 50 marathons in 50 states in 50 consecutive days. He completed all four of the Last Desert series races (total of 621 miles through rural deserts in chile, china, the sahara and antarctica). He's done a 24 hour bike ride, a 48 hour run. He won the Badwater Ultramarathon (135 miles thru Death Valley in 130 degree weather).

So Bear and Karno win the badass award.

Awe, Bear is making a noose to kill squirrels in Sibera... I like squirrels so that saddens me... poo.

anyway...

.kate.

shake your head girl with the ponytail

2009-01-08T08:41:00.000-08:00

So far in 2009....

I have a brand new baby niece, a cavity, and I've gained five pounds over the holidays. FUN.

My niece was born on Monday. I heart her. She's very adorable. She likes to wiggle a lot, but she also likes to be completely smothered in blankets and a little hat. This equates to: she was wiggling and wiggled her feet right out of her blankets, at which point she started crying (the pissed off cry) and we were all laughing because it was so cute. She was mad because her feet were out even though shes the one who wiggled them out. Very cute. Little Gracie. My mother wants to call her by her middle name, Sumiko, but we think she might get confused (my mother, not the baby) and go from one name to the next, and somehow end up calling her something entirely different. My parents are both really happy- my mother, much more than my father- to have another grandchild.

I have a cavity! Le peup. I take really good care of my teeth so I know it's my recurring problem of having weak enamel. My other fillings have also been due to that.

We won't talk about my gaining weight because I ate too much. :(

Books I'm Reading
The Art of Happiness, A Handbook for Living His Holiness the Dalai Lama
Blonde Like Me: The Roots of the Blonde Myth in Our Culture Natalia Iliyn
The Age of Anxiety: A History of America's Turbulent Affair with Tranquilizers Andrea Tone

cheers,
kate

au revoir 2008...

2008-12-31T08:22:00.000-08:00

I expect a recap of sorts is in order... so here's a recap of 2008..

January... I was at home for two weeks before going back to Boston in early-mid Jan, then I spent most of the time in Boston feeling alone and sorry for myself because my living situation was crap. February was interesting. Lots of doing things I would never have thought I would do- going out for drinks way too much. In fact, I think I drank more alcohol in February than other times combined- the effects of turning 21. But I also went to New York for my birthday and bought the infamous silver Manolo Blahniks, ate a fantastic cupcake at Magnolia Bakery, and traipsed across the Brooklyn bridge in the rain. I spent more of my own money in one week of February than maybe the rest of the year combined. (manolos, a dress on sale at Anthropologie, dinner in NY, a cupcake, bus boston>NY roundtrip...)
March saw me coming home for Spring Break, and I went to Monterey for a few days. I also turned my life around in late March, health-wise and began my crazy 31 days in a row gym routine. April was the month I returned home to California for good. I also watched the Boston marathon at a block from the finish and had an epiphany that I wanted to be a marathoner. I went to a wedding in Topanga Cyn that weekend at the end of April that it was 105 degrees...
May was mildly interesting. Went on a memorial day weekend adventure with my mother in santa barbara/ventura and it rained nearly the entire time. Started my job back at Peet's. June is when I started my crazy summer class + work routine: work 4:30-9:30 am, class 10:30a-1:pm, lunch, homework, gym, dinner, bed... five days a freaking week.
July... I can't really remember much of July because I was in school doing the crazy routine. But I did start running in July. Which is a stupid time to start running. Got my first realllly nice running shoes. August was nuts. Radiohead concert at the end of the month, working, painting, running... But fucking Radiohead was amaaaazing.
September! I started classes again in September. This is also when my strange vertigo started and never went away. I hung out with friends and all sorts of shite like that. October had really hot weather which sucked. Lots of fires and bad air quality. More school, more homework and hanging out with friends. My parents were out of town and I had the house to myself (which is reeeeally rare as they never go anywhere on vacation ever) so laziness and all that ensued.
November! More running, increasing my mileage and time. Thanksgiving with lots of people over including one who didn't know how the hell to censor himself (Ryan knows who Im talking about lol). Rain!!!
December has been interesting. Busy as all hell. Christmas shopping, a trip to the Getty, GhostHunters marathons on SciFi (lol), a very fun time watching a boat parade though it was extremely cold outside, and Christmas.

I hope 2009 will be a happier year. Also, a more financially stable one. Bush will be gone, and who knows if Obama will be decent or if he's just like every other dirty politician. I'll be going back to Art Center in the fall, which means somehow 16 months after I start the final leg of the journey I might finally be done with college. Will I be single? Probably. But I'm okay with that, because I like my time and independence. My first marathon is in a few months and I'm terrified.

and with that said, I now bid 2008 goodbye.

-kate

nihilism for everyone

2008-12-28T16:11:00.000-08:00

music: michael buble 'it had better be tonight (meglia stasera)'

ah, 2008 is almost over. hoping 2009 will be infinitely better and that our economy will get a little better.

also hope my footless tights are the right size.. may have to exchange them.. hmm..

*dance*

huzzah for Bruce Springsteen having a new album coming out!

not much else to say, just wasting time until i go for a run...

am in a right kerfuffle with art stuff that i want to do... have the idea but the execution compositionally is an issue.

kate

it's a right kerfuffle!

2008-12-26T08:32:00.001-08:00

Thank you cards to be sent out, gift cards to be used... ah, the bountiful array of gifts I receieved for Christmas makes me happy. Don't get me wrong, I love buying gifts a whole lot, it's not just about my getting things. I think the most exciting thing about opening a gift is not knowing what it is; wondering whether someone got you something atrocious or really fantastic.

With that said, here is the once-a-year gifts received list:

gift cards:
subway
2 Jamba Juice
Sport Chalet
Barnes & Noble
iTunes
peets

clothes:
purple skirt + purple bird print blouse (Gap)
running capris!
running socks!! i love socks
running shirt!
huzzah for clothes!

etc:
frame with print of favorite alma-tadema print
(Borders- return book already have = money for other books!! yay!)
Little Britain Live dvd
see's chocolates

All in all, a very good pile of fun things. Food related gift cards are always fun. Kind of wishing had a Coffee Bean card, as do not want to drive to peets- would much rather drive 2/3 mile to the Bean and buy latte there (despite always having name written on cup as keith. name is not keith. am not a man!) hmm....

Watched my Little Britain Live dvd-- oh, how i love that show. if only they had Are You Being Served? in normal episode sets, not whatever bbc decides are funny episodes to put on a dvd... ;(

getting cold sitting here with blanket and no pants soooo that is all for today. time to put on pants and get on with my day.

-kate
ps: the title is in reference to lou & andy.

more sappy lyrics

2008-12-23T12:52:00.001-08:00

currently listening to pink floyd, but here's some lyrics to a good song.

My song is love
Love to the loveless shown
And it goes on
You don't have to be alone

Your heavy heart
Is made of stone
And it's so hard to see clearly
You don't have to be on your own
You don't have to be on your own

And I'm not gonna take it back
And I'm not gonna say I don't mean that
You're the target that I'm aiming at
Got to get that message home

My song is love
My song is love, unknown
But I'm on fire for you, clearly
You don't have to be alone
You don't have to be on your own

And I'm not gonna take it back
And I'm not gonna say I don't mean that
You're the target that I'm aiming at
And I'm nothing on my own
Got to get that message home

And I'm not gonna stand and wait
Not gonna leave it until it's much too late
On a platform I'm gonna stand and sing
That I'm nothing on my own
And I love you, please come home

My song is love, is love unknown
And I've got to get that message home

-coldplay 'a message'

Along with "La Vie en Rose", this is another one of my favorite sappy songs. As it is the holiday season, I'm being overly emotional and all about the love songs. disturbing.

Was getting coffee and saw an adorable basenji (dog breed) and wanted to hug it, though it probably was not the same happy joyful overly excitable dog like my best friend's basenji, Ginger. Ginger is the friendliest, sweetest, most guileless dog I have ever been around. For some reason she seems to be the only dog that actually likes me. She sees me and wags her tail so hard that her entire back is moving to and fro and she almost hits herself in the head with her tail. It's adorable to watch. Plus she sleeps on the top of the couch, curled up like a cat. i heart Ginger.

Can someone please tell me what the hell I should buy for various members of my family for Christmas? Bleh. I'm not feeling very creative about gift giving this year.

-kate

i'm listening to the most non-holiday song ever- Pink Floyd's 'High Hopes'. i WIN.

la vie en rose

2008-12-21T18:31:00.000-08:00

Hold me close and hold me fast
The magic spell you cast
This is la vie en rose

When you kiss me heaven sighs
And tho I close my eyes
I see la vie en rose

When you press me to your heart
Im in a world apart
A world where roses bloom

And when you speak...angels sing from above
Everyday words seem...to turn into love songs

Give your heart and soul to me
And life will always be
La vie en rose

The Louis Armstrong version totally wins over the Edith Piaf version. <3 this song.

happy holidays.

-kate

kate wants a 911 turbo cabriolet

2008-12-20T21:08:00.000-08:00

It's been unusually cold for LA, even for the fact that it's basically winter. Bah..

Last night I was in Ventura and it was like, below 40, and I was really glad I had my Columbia puffy coat. Reeeally glad. I wore it in the car on my long lonely drive back to Pasadena, with a long sleeved shirt and the heater on my feet. Wanted to wear gloves because my hands are always cold, but could only find one glove so I looked like an insanely stupid person.

My cold tolerance has apparently disappeared since last year's stint in Boston. I was awesome. I got to the point where I was walking around the city when it was 35 wearing jeans and a tshirt with my running shoes. Oh well. I guess cold tolerance goes away when you have to live through 105+ weather.

Also, I reeeeeeealllllly want this car. Nevermind that its around $150,000. We'll just forget that bit. We'll forget that any of the 911 series are mostly more than $90,000.

LOVE AT FIRST SIIIIGHT.

specs:
480 hp
0-60mph in 3.8 seconds
top speed: 193 mph. *giggle*

ohhh porsche how i love thee...

-kate

let the American auto companies just fail

2008-12-17T09:33:00.000-08:00

Don't buy an American car. Not that it matters because they're all going the fuck out of business... But don't buy one. As much as I have grown emotionally attached to my not-so trusty little tank of a car, it's kind of made of fail. The latest thing to go wrong with it (in a ridiculously long list for the fact that it's less than 4 years old) is the CD player. The eject button fails to function anymore and apparently now I'll have Blink-182's album 'Take Off Your Pants and Jacket' in the car for all eternity. Because I can't afford to get another thing fixed on this goddamn car.

Screw you, Dodge.

I think I have horrible car luck. Plus the service center I took the car to because it was a mere 3 miles from my house, is TOTAL crap. I hope they all lose their jobs and go out of business because they're the rudest, most unhelpful bunch of assholes.

I know I've made some pretty angry points in this post but... at this point I'm so angry about all the weird shit that's gone wrong with the car vs. the amount of money I've put into the car and the horrible service i've received. This has been going on for almost three and a half years and I'm up to my neck with frustration everytime something random goes wrong because the douchebags at the dealership service center know absolutely nothing and have no work ethic.

Plus, let's please bring up the fact that nobody respects a young blonde girl. FUCK YOU. Just because I'm blonde doesn't mean anything. At least I'm not a fucking tool like you shitbags. I'm surprised you get ANYWHERE in life by the way you treat women, and that you aren't sitting somewhere just slobbering on yourselves.

you FAIL.

.kate.

world-class Kenyan runners for all!

2008-12-15T09:27:00.000-08:00

Since I find odd things on both Runnersworld.com and other websites, heres a good weird one. it's embarrassing. embarrasing in a "americans are fucking stupid and degrading in the worst ways possible and i want to hide my head so people from other countries don't think i'm from this atrocity of a nation" way.

This woman gave her husband a Kenyan runner for his 40th birthday.... if that doesn't sound fucked up.....

in the words of the great David Bowie, I'm afraid of Americans.

-kate.

ps: did anyone who reads this blog watch the shrimp video? yeah. they're trying it with lobsters next. beat THAT.

cue Chariots of Fire theme song

2008-12-13T10:36:00.000-08:00

holy. shit.

SHRIMP ON A TREADMILL. I especially like when it's put to the music from Chariots of Fire.

*giggles incessantly*

That so wins.

Whether or not it wins more than that video with the lion hugging people while Whitney Houston's "I Will Always Love You" plays in the background.... well... no, because that video made me cry. The shimp video was just way too funny.

Went to the Getty Center with a friend on Thursday. They have an amazing new exhibit up thru early Feb of an illuminated manuscript. What's different about this illuminated manuscript is that they actually took it apart page by page and put them in separate cases. Fantastic stuff. Also, I had forgotten or not ever realized that they had one of my absolute favorite Alma-Tadema paintings (specifically Spring), and when I saw it, I just kind of ran over and stood in front of it staring at it for like 5 minutes. Awesome.

-kate

why is it socially inaccpetable to be single?

2008-12-02T11:21:00.000-08:00

I'm perfectly fine with being single, but other people don't seem to be.

The world hates singletons.

If you are single, you receive pity. If you are single, and your friends are not, suddenly you are not always in their lives anymore. You aren't important because you apparently cannot possibly be someone to talk to if you can't talk about your lovey dovey couples moments with other couples.

Also, married people get tax breaks. If you are married and in the military, you get more money.

If you are at a certain age, it somehow becomes abnormal to not be dating or married. For example, I have started getting the question that all singletons dread- "is there someone special in your life?" by various individuals. As if I have lost my merit as a human at twenty-one years old because I am not the cultural/social norm due to my single status.

If you are of a certain age and spend a lot of time with people of either sex, people around you that don't know you will invariably make the assumption that you are a couple. You can't be friends, roommates, or even sisters without people assuming that you're dating someone. My mom and her sister were on a tour of the canyonlands of the US, and people ASSUMED they were a couple even though my mother was wearing her wedding ring and my aunt was not. "Would your friend like some cream and sugar?" The old lady asked my aunt. "You mean my sister?" she replied.

Gift giving:
You may receive a gift on your birthday, or you may not. Depending your religious views, this may be the only time of year you receive gifts if you are single. If you are married then gifts are:
1. wedding shower
2. wedding
3. anniversary
*4. baby shower
*5. baby

It's like that episode of Sex and the City. Carrie goes to a baby shower at someone's house, and her $500 shoes are stolen. When she tells this to the woman whose party/house it was, the woman scoffs at her lifestyle and talks about how 'well i have kids' as if that makes it alright to belittle other peoples lifestyles. Finally, Carrie gets her to pay for the shoes by registering herself at the boutique as marrying herself. So she gets her Manolos.

I could go on and on about this subject but it's too depressing.

namaste
.kate.

thunderballs!

2008-11-30T19:19:00.000-08:00

The best things in life are free. BUM BUM BUM you can tell that to the birds and bees i want the money its what i want

okay bad 80s music that i don't even like aside, here's some things i like that may or may not cost money.

1. Macaroni and cheese.
Yes, the kind out of the box with the powdered cheese and so much salt that your arteries may clog up and you'll die while eating it. IT WINS. I'm actually waiting for my Trader Joe's mac n cheese noodles to cook right now. cost: 2 bucks or so.

2. Hugh Jackman.
The best things in life are clearly free when I can stand in Border's book store and casually flip through the pages of People magazine to see the extremely sexy and very cool Hugh Jackman as the "sexiest man alive." Thank you People magazine for all those great photos. Besides, other than being really good looking, he's funny as hell, a fantastic actor, has adorable children and a NORMAL LOOKING NON BIMBO ESQUE wife. How fucking refreshing, eh ladies? Kudos to Hugh.

3. this is the BEST tabloid headline EVER:

LMFAO. I nearly peed myself when i came across this on google images. Whoever came up with this wins at life and deserves a pie because that title is fucking funny. poor daniel craig. i mean, he has an AMAZING AMAZING body but come on, do pictures of the man adjusting the tiny shorts need to be put in a magazine? PRICELESS.

namaste.
.kate.

Nissans = fail. volvo c30 = hot

2008-11-25T09:43:00.000-08:00

Here's one thing I'd like to know:

Why is it that NISSAN cars magically all look like current Lexus models? Seriously. Lexus releases their models and then shortly thereafter, oh look, big surprise, Nissan releases their models which resemble Lexus cars pretty closely.
I was just browsing photos from the top 10 new cars or whatever from the LA Auto Show, and Infiniti (the luxury car division of Nissan) has turned their mighty popular G37 sedan into a convertible. And guess what? It looks like the Lexus SC 430!

I have one thing to say:

Please be original and stop being lazy by basically COPYING other car companies. Seriously. It's Nissan. Which means they're made of plastic basically. My dad got into an accident with a Nissan rental... actually two accidents with Nissan rentals, and both times, the Nissan was far more damaged than the other cars.

So please be original. Flattery is important but my goodness do you think you could design something that doesn't look too much like Lexus? Seriously! I mean, are you trying to create some subliminal messaging so that people who can't afford Lexus or are being cheap will buy a Nissan instead? And you would think that with Infiniti being the luxury counterpart in the company, that maybe their models wouldn't look like Lexus' as well. Apparently I'm wrong.

It's like the Hyundai Genesis. It totally looks like a fucking Mercedes!

BE ORIGINAL. The reason BMW, Mercedes, and Lexus are at the top of the game are because they are INNOVATIVE. Their models don't look like they stole the CAD drawings from other car companies. Am I the only one that is seeing this?

Nobody is stealing Volvo's designs. Thank God actually, because the C30? One hot car.

Can someone please buy me one? I already thought it was an awesome car when I saw the design originally. Then, in the movie adaptation of the Twilight book saga, Edward Cullen drives one and... oh. It sounds so nice. The engine is all grumbly in a good way and obviously the person driving it in the movie was a stunt driver because I highly doubt they would allow Robert Pattinson to drive like he did skidding around like a Mercedes-Benz advert... But I digress. It's a fucking awesome car.

.kate.

ass kicking? perhaps not

2008-11-22T10:28:00.001-08:00

Since Bill Maher is on my list of cool people, despite how obnoxious and cynical he is, I'm now going to be putting bits on this blog from his book that was published a few years ago. The book is New Rules and you should buy it for a staunch conservative homophobic closeted gay SUV driving republican this holiday season. I say that because I am an asshole. Get over it.

New Rule

Bush Whack
George Bush must stop saying he owes all his success to Laura. George Bush owes all his success to his daddy, his daddy's friends, trust funds, legacy admissions, the National Guard, the Supreme Court, Karl Rove, Dick Cheney, and AA.

Next time, who knows what my obnoxious controversial ideas will spurn for a quote.

By the way, white wine cream sauce is much better than alfredo sauce.

.kate.

23 weeks & "softcorn"

2008-11-20T11:45:00.000-08:00

Oh Christ.

I just realized I've only got like 23 weeks until the Big Sur marathon.

shiiiiit.

yeah. i'm a retard.

.kate.

ps: here's a funny conversation i had with steph the other day.. notice my fuck up with typing.
Kate: oh god
Kate: snakes on a plane was on something
Kate: Auto-reply: compu'ah says no.
steph: i still havent seen that
steph: david has a random sankes on a plane hat and i dont know why
7:50 PM
Kate: and its all about sex
Kate: like
Kate: it's softcorn
Kate: soft core porn excuse me
steph: SOFTCORN
steph: HAHAHAHAHA
steph: SOFTCORN PORN
Kate: but
steph: *dead*
Kate: with
Kate: snakes attacking people's genitalia
Kate: it's AWFUL
steph: well of course, snakes are of course obvious phallic symbols
steph: you want good softcorn watch true blood
steph: vampire softcorn
Kate: yes.
Kate: mmm
Kate: vampires.

I WIN.

ah, memories.

2008-11-18T18:56:00.000-08:00

I am colorblind
Coffee black and egg white
Pull me out from inside

I am ready
I am ready
I am ready

I am taffy stuck and tongue tied
Stutter shook and uptight
Pull me out from inside

I am ready
I am ready
I am ready

I am fine

I am covered in skin
No one gets to come in
Pull me out from inside
I am folded and unfolded and unfolding
I am colorblind
Coffee black and egg white
Pull me out from inside
I am ready
I am ready
I am ready
I am fine
I am fine
I am fine.

- 'Colorblind' by Counting Crows.

holy shit. this was SO my favorite song when I was 15. I saw Cruel Intentions and this song was in the movie and then I downloaded it and listened to it on repeat wishing that Ryan Phillippe would show up at my house and serenade me or something. i don't know.

But it's a fucking good song, so there. I had good taste when I was 15, apparently. Go me.

<3 kate.

ps: thoughts and prayers go out to Chi Cheng and his family during this difficult time. (* chi is the bassist for the Deftones, and was in a car accident and now is in a coma- very very sad. especially since it's one of my favorite bands)

Oh Christ, what now?!

2008-11-13T21:37:00.000-08:00

1. more fucking bailouts from bush.
As if George W Retard Bush hasn't fucked this country up enough, he's proposing a "free trade" deal with Colombia. HONESTLY. It's not fucking free trade you idiot. You got the fucking definition wrong.

MR. BUSH CAN YOU PLEASE JUST STOP. SERIOUSLY JUST STOP. YOU AREN'T HELPING. You've never done anything right except for screwing everything up so awfully that Bill Maher's jokes will suffer when you are no longer president. Everything you touch turns to shit so just accept that you are completely made of fail, and go lay on a beach somewhere and leave us alone.

Your job isn't actually a video game; people's lives are important enough for you to just stop your insanity.

2. Twilight!

fuck yes! I started reading the books about two weeks ago, and though not anne rice level stuff, it is truly entertaining. Robert Pattinson stars as Edward in the movie adaptation (which comes out next week) and for some reason I find him intriguingly attractive as the character. I thought he was not great looking when he played Cedric Diggory in Harry Potter, but maybe it's the skinny, pallid, blood sucking thing going on. Regardless, I'm looking forward to the movie to see how accurate it is to the book...

3. LA Marathon moved to Memorial Day.. what?
Yes that's right folks, the asshat Frank McCourt (owner of the LA Dodgers baseball team) has purchased rights to the LA Marathon and has moved the date from March to the end of May. WHAT THE HELL IS HE THINKING.
Nobody wants to run 26.2 miles with horrid smog when it's 90 degrees outside. Frank McCourt, you are right up there for my Asshat of the Day Award, right along side George W Bush. I hope you get no money and no one runs the race. Asshole.

Yesssss Kate loves vampires. Perhaps if I were a vampire I could scare Frank McCourt to move the date for the marathon.

.kate.

my finger is a brautwerst

2008-11-10T21:44:00.000-08:00

my finger is all retarded looking. Instead of looking like a finger, it looks like some sort of bruised brautwerst. i.e. it's still swollen and looks sausage like, and is purple.

yuck.

murphy's law was clearly written with myself in mind.

Back to reading New Moon (yes I'm one of the fucktards reading the Twilight books.) If it has vampires, I'll read it.

<3 kate

um, clumsy much?

2008-11-09T20:36:00.000-08:00

Forgive the weird typing style- my finger is in a freaking splint.,.. here's the story..

I was having a good morning; I'd had coffee (albeit though I had to drink it in like 5 minutes...) and looked at the I Can Has Cheezburger? book, and things were going well. The weather is great. Went shopping for Thanksgiving dishes with my mom, and before we were going to go to Glendale, we stopped at Subway.

Then, instead of being a normal person, I was my clumsy as hell self, and somehow managed to smash part of my left hand in the door. My middle finger was all screwed up and nasty and bleeding- the only part of my hand that was really damaged.

It hurt like hell. As it is Sunday, I couldn't exactly go to my own doctor, so mom and I headed to the Emergency Room. Well they told me it wasn't broken, and that all it was, was a contusion. I thought they were wrong but.... you know, how are you going to tell the nurses or whoever that you're questioning their judgment?

Finally the guy came in to bandage it up and after he finally looked closer at it, he told the other nurse/doctor that she was wrong. But instead of stitches, they put some sort of glue and tape on it cuz apparently there'll be less of a scar that way.

Yeah. THree hours later I left and finally got my Subway sandwich.

Long day.

Back to watching Young Frankenstein!

civil/political commentary.

2008-11-06T16:16:00.001-08:00

Obama won, huzzah!

The first presidential election I was able to vote in was an historic one. How nifty is that?

Also, huzzah that Prop 2 passed. Not so much huzzah that homophobe biggots passed Prop 8. NICE GOING, A-HOLES. YEAH. AWESOME. YOU THINK GAYS AND LESBIANS SHOULDN'T BE ABLE TO HAVE A CIVIL UNION. YOU WIN AT LIFE.

My question on this is, what is just SO terrifying to you about gays and lesbians being able to marry, huh? One out of three marriages end in divorce. Britney Spears had an embarrasingly short marriage. How is marriage all so sacred between a man and a woman? Please explain that one to me. Most of the reason people get married other than being in love is for other reasons. Property rights. That's why marriage was created in the first place, and then of course the Catholic church decided to spin it around and make it a little different. So let's not forget that folks. Let's not forget that it's an issue of civil rights.

LOVE is what makes a family.

ps: am reading the Twilight saga. Is v. good. Am apparently turning into a twelve year old girl by reading books since teenyboppers are apparently obsessed with them. V. scary.

peace, love and... carnage?

2008-11-04T15:38:00.000-08:00

STOP READING THIS BLOG AND GO VOTE DAMN IT.

also, i had this thought earlier.. perhaps i've already had it but my short term memory short circuits a lot..

Vlad Ţepeş v. "Caribou Barbie" = lots o' carnage.

another thought... i kind of wish i were a vampire. i've kind of wished that since i was like 12. yeah. i'm weird. get over it.

EVOLUTION HAPPENED. GOD WAS RESPONSIBLE FOR EVOLUTION. GET OVER IT AND STOP SAYING THE EARTH IS 6000 YEARS OLD WHEN WE HAVE PROOF THAT ART EXISTED 27,000 YEARS AGO.

this post is so going to get me in trouble.

by the way, i'm a total pacifist. i would totally be a hippy without all the druguse man. i so would. peace and love yo.

.kate.

9000 year old city, whistling language and cirit racing. word.

2008-10-28T22:13:00.001-07:00

HAHAHAHAHA

oh my god this is too much. After two years of reading about Turkey, after learning about so many things about it, this is very amusing: watching Andrew Zimmern (Bizarre Worlds/Bizarre Foods) oil wrestling is beyond funny. Too bad it wasn't cirit racing stuff... that would have been funny as he probably would fall off the horse. How about camel fighting? I care too much. It just fucking fascinates me.

They're making bird noises. very cool. An entire language based on whistling.

I CANT WAIT TO GO TO TURKEY.. in like 2 years.

yes. that's what i have to say about that.

Also, rat poison is EVIL. whoever came up with it was a sick fuck. it could have fucking been the unibomber for the amount of crazy shit going on in how the animals die.

Anyway back to watching about Istanbul...

they're busy building toys, absolutely no one's dead!

2008-10-25T09:16:00.000-07:00

I'm only 21 and already an old maid. Woohoo! Where my 25 cats at yo?

currently reading:The Namesake
^^ really great book. highly recommend it.

Wow yoga kicked my ass last night. Lots of holding my arms up for longer periods of time than I can physically do. My shoulders are weak and have problems. Go me! Oh, and the yoga instructor says he's coming to class next friday (halloween) wearing a costume... very scary.

Applied at Lululemon Athletica for another job. Interesting place with great clothes.

I'm getting my hair did today. Does anyone actually remember where that phrase comes from? I do. From some cheesy Missy Elliot rap song from like 8 billion years ago. Wow 8 billion years, you say? Yeah damn straight the dinosaurs were getting their hair did, too. All sorts of fun hair styles. lol. On that note..

Problem with my imagination no. 1834987: picturing dinosaurs with elvis hair and do-rags.

Anyway. I wish I had a reason to dress up for halloween. I can remember most of the costumes I've had in my life.. let's see..
7yrs: pink power ranger! lol.. 8 yrs: Honey Bunches of Oats cereal box!!!! best ever. 9 yrs: retard chef? 10yrs: I Dream of Jeannie. i had the weird see-thru pants and funky hat and i was so self-conscious. 11, 12 & 13 i don't remember... 14: snowboarder.. 15yrs: i think it was the year i wore bright yellow pants and my Kobe Bryant jersey lol... 16:? 17: i dont have a clue why but i dressed up as a ghetto beanie-wearing prostitute. 18: trent reznor!!!!!!! from the Starfuckers Inc video. i even spent $100 on a leather coat and had crazy blue eye makeup. 19: the female version of frank iero! haha i bought stilettos and i looked cute.

that's it. didn't dress up last year. i think my top faves are the 1) cereal box & 2) trent reznor.

it's the season of Jack Skellington! yayyyy

<3
kate

musical thoughts

2008-10-22T22:33:00.000-07:00

currently listening to: Treze diferencias de Canario (album: Anthology of Spanish Music)

Honestly, classical music is pretty much the best thing at night. It allows me to have my own quiet thoughts without thinking. There's no thought process, as some more intense music requires of me. Not all classical music, obviously, but it's that way with any music. Well, other than Nine Inch Nails or Tool or something. There's way too much energy there. Either that or it's too g'damn depressing and there's no way I can have my pre-sleep relaxing time with Maynard James Keenan screaming for 30 seconds straight, or Trent Reznor singing the most hollow sad song ever (And All That Could Have Been) amazing though it may be.

Speaking of El Queso (trent reznor's code name due to my own stupidty of trying to text and walk to class), he seems like he's mellowed out a bit, which disturbs me. I mean it makes me glad that he's happy, because nobody should be depressed their whole life- believe me, I know. But still... what's next, Trent singing 'Peace Love and Understanding'?? Speaking of which, the A Perfect Circle cover of that song is seriously the most amazing shit on the planet.

On that note, here's a list, albeit random, of some of my all-time favorite songs.

1. Peace, Love and Understanding - A Perfect Circle (eMotive)
2. And All That Could Have Been - Nine Inch Nails (Still)
3. Anytime - Brian McKnight
4. I Know - Fiona Apple (When the Pawn..)
5. Change (In The House of Flies) - Deftones [White Pony]
6. Levon - Elton John (Madman Across the Water) --- LOL anyone who has ever been in my car knows I will force you to listen to this while I sing horribly and loudly. lmfao.
7. Running on Faith - Eric Clapton (Unplugged)
8. Walkin' Blues - Eric Clapton (Unplugged) -- most amazing shit ever.
9. Not About Love - Fiona Apple (Extraordinary Machine)
10. The Eagles - Howard Shore feat. Renee Fleming - The Return of the King soundtrack. --- note: Renee Fleming's voice is AMAZING on this song. It's soul penetrating perfection and for some reason it always makes me cry.
11. Learn You Inside Out - Lifehouse (Who We Are)
12. The Cool, Cool River - Paul Simon (Rhythm of the Saints)

part two of this list will be posted another time...

adios
kate

i can has blackberry bold?

2008-10-21T16:49:00.000-07:00

Like anyone would be
I am flattered by your fascination with me
Like any hot blooded woman
I have simply wanted an object to crave
But you, you're not allowed
You're uninvited
An unfortunate slight

Must be strangely exciting
To watch the stoic squirm
Must be somewhat heartening
To watch shephard meet shephard
But you're not allowed
You're uninvited
An unfortunate slight

Like any uncharted territory
I must seem greatly intriguing
You speak of my love like
You have experienced love like mine before
But this is not allowed
You're uninvited
An unfortunate slight

I don't think you unworthy
I need a moment to deliberate

Good song.

Just got home from work. I don't enjoy working with certain people so that definitely stresses me out more than I'd like. I haven't gone for a run in a week to let my achilles tendons relax and now my back feels like shit. I have to do a painting of a brick wall tomorrow. *eyebrows raised*

I want a new phone. Mine is acting weird.

.kate.

no sleaze please

2008-10-16T16:52:00.000-07:00

I don't want to meet your kin,
Make you spin or do you in,
Or select you or dissect you,
Or inspect you or reject you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.

I don't want to fake you out,
Take or shake or forsake you out,
I ain't lookin' for you to feel like me,
See like me or be like me.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.

Bob Dylan, 'All I Really Want To Do'

Wise words from the poet of poets. WHo somehow is not really a poet... ANYWAY.

what is it with guys and innuendo? just curious. i mean, i can laugh at a dirty joke same as the next person but i don't go around constantly assuming innuendo. i was having this conversation with my friend Ryan today, who generally says amusing and always non-innunedo type things. He's cool that way.

I have so much camembert left in my fridge. >_>

Oh I'd also like to express my joy that Leanne won Project Runway!!!!!! yay! Kenley just has a bad attitude.. AND THOSE FUCKING PANTS. OH JESUS THOSE WERE SO AWFUL.

Need to go to the gym errrrghhhhh. Rereading Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason, so if start writing like book, full apologies. Is v. easy to write like that. See? Have already done it.

Was at coffee shop in Studio City today with a friend and the person who took my order was the person who owns the piercing place where got lip pierced three years ago. Weird. LA is somehow smushed though not sure how. Hmm..

going to gym now as is too awful outside to go for long run.

cheers
kate

i shall be free no. 10

2008-10-03T22:22:00.000-07:00

Feel like
A ghost in love
Underneath
The heavens above
Feel further away
Then I ever did before
Feel further
Than I can take
Dreamin' of you
That's all I do
But it's
Driving me insane
-Bob Dylan, Dreamin' of You

This new Dylan song has surfaced on his website, so I downloaded it. I really like it. The lyrics sound a lot like a song off of Time Out of Mind (specifically Standin In the Doorway). And, after having just checked my iTunes library, I know that it's GOT to be an alternate version of the song because a bunch of the lyrics are the same.

my cat is adorable. he likes to sleep on things we tell him not to. like the boxes in the above photo, which were the remaining things left in boston that katrina shipped to me. *hugs kitteh*

oh. and today, after having a conversation with a good friend about fanny packs and how much i can't stand them, i saw a portly old man wearing one at the post office. i couldn't help but giggle. so friend, if you're reading this, this sentence was for you. ha.

going to go listen to cheesy celtic music and get down with my irish roots.oh and apparently i found out today that mom's family is related to john adams, the president from a long time ago.

.kate.

ghosts 24 sounds like a chase scene in a 80s movie

2008-10-01T17:01:00.000-07:00

There's a whole lot of people suffering tonight
From the disease of conceit.
Whole lot of people struggling tonight
From the disease of conceit.
Comes right down the highway,
Straight down the line,
Rips into your senses
Through your body and your mind.
Nothing about it that's sweet,
The disease of conceit.

There's a whole lot of hearts breaking tonight
From the disease of conceit,
Whole lot of hearts shaking tonight
From the disease of conceit.
Steps into your room,
Eats your soul,
Over your senses
You have no control.
Ain't nothing too discreet
About of disease of conceit.

There's a whole lot of people dying tonight
From the disease of conceit,
Whole lot of people crying tonight
From the disease of conceit,
Comes right out of nowhere
And you're down for the count
From the outside world,
The pressure will mount,
Turn you into a piece of meat,
The disease of conceit.

Conceit is a disease
That the doctors got no cure
They've done a lot of research on it
But what it is, they're still not sure

There's a whole lot of people in trouble tonight
From the disease of conceit,
Whole lot of people seeing double tonight
From the disease of conceit,
Give ya delusions of grandeur
And a evil eye
Give you idea that
You're too good to die,
Then they bury you from your head to your feet
From the disease of conceit.
© 1989 bob dylan.

Disease of Conceit is one of my all time favorite Bob Dylan songs. It's incredibly sad and I've never heard anyone sing about the subject quite like it before. Conceit is a disease. We all have it. I post this blog and am conceited in thinking that it should be read and thought about. I'm also self-destructive though, so it's a little different.

In other news, (other than my being distracted about which Eric Clapton song I wish to listen to..) I had today off from school. Huzah. Also rereading The Bastard of Istanbul, which I highly recommend. I'd like to think that not the actual verbalized bastard in the story is the bastard that is written about, but the history of 1915 which some don't know and some try to erase... the history is the bastard. That makes no sense, especially out of context (since I'm probably the only person who has read the book)... ANYWAY.

Running: Injuries aside - many - I'm still trying to train. By myself. Which maybe is a little crazy. Oh well.

.kate.

into the void

2008-09-25T14:49:00.000-07:00

you want me?
fuckin come and find me
i'll be waitin
with a gun and a pack of sammiches (?)
and nothin
nothin
nothin.
- radiohead

lol. sammiches.

Everytime i think about training and eventually running 26.2 miles, I think to myself "oh shit". What in the hell have i gotten myself into? Then when I think about my longterm goal of qualifying and running an olympic marathon sometime in my 30s, I think "oh shit" again. The hope is though, that you know what? If a double above-the-knee amputee can run a marathon in like a little under 3 hours, so can i. i have both my legs.

even when i was out of shape, i wasn't really. when it was 17 deg. with a windchill factor bringing it down to -3 or whatever, I would go for a walks. everyone stayed inside, took the T. I walked from my apartment on Huntington Ave, past the MFA and Northeastern, all the way down past the Prudential Center, thru the Copley area, and Newbury St., to Beacon Hill or the Common/Public Garden. Then I would walk back home after whatever I wanted to do. Once I walked two miles home with a pizza while it was snowing. Just because I wanted to.

So yeah, I can do it.

.kate.

Something I find very, very important

2008-09-23T12:47:00.001-07:00

I've made political commentary in this blog before. I have, and I know it's controversial despite whether it's being read or not.

But I just really really really cannot stand Sarah Palin. She is BAD news for the environment and all animals. She's a member of the NRA (nat'l rifle assoc.), and takes place in canned hunts. (google a canned hunt if you don't know what it is, because it's just sick.) She hunts animals from helicopters and planes just because. She kills wolves and other predators in the state of Alaska to make more game available to hunt for hunters/poachers. After the current scary president added the polar bear to the endangered species list, Palin spent a whole lot of money trying to reverse the rulings. She hunts polar bears. She doesn't care that they're dying, and in fact, she'd like to see them all dead.

John Mccain.. whatever. I don't care. But Sarah Palin scares the crap out of me. She's a fucking psycho nazi gun-toting wolf-killing redneck. She is not qualified to do anything REMOTELY close to the job that she's trying to get right now.

God help us if McCain wins. It really will be the End of All Things. Horses will be slaughtered for food, cows and chickens will die for your dinners in ways that I don't want to think about, wolves and Polar bears and all wild game will be erased from history.

So please, please don't vote for her.

maynard..?

2008-09-16T19:33:00.000-07:00

8D

forgive the cheesy face.

i have really bad vertigo but THAT'S OKAY! *gerardface*

Today I saw the doctor about my vertigo, vegged out while watching an hour and a half of The Return of the King on the hdtv, spent some quality time with my friend Steve, AND TO TOP IT ALL OFF...

I MET FREAKING MAYNARD JAMES KEENAN. HOLY CRAP.

*dances around*

maynard!wine was purchased--- for KEARA.. I'M THE BESTEST FRIEND EVARRRR.

purposefully bad spellllingggggg.

cheers
kate

kate wants korean food now

2008-09-07T19:36:00.000-07:00

Two things. Or maybe 3.

1. Maynard James Keenan wine signing!!
Next Tuesday, MJK is going to be at my local Whole Foods (the giant one on Arroyo Pkwy) signing wine with Eric Glomski, the guy who owns/runs Page Springs. I was in Sedona Ariz. about two years ago on a weekend photo getaway and one of the places I went to shoot at was Page Springs. It was after the harvest (like a week after) and Eric Glomski was nice enough to let me wander around his beautiful vineyard for a few hours while I shot around 150 photos. It turns out Maynard was there the same weekend I was, and probably was at the vineyard when I was, so I think I might have accidentally run into his son like a bunch of times... whatever. That said, I really hope I'll be able to purchase some wine and meet MJK and Eric Glomski! I'm thinking of putting together some prints of my time at Page Springs for the owner.... I think it would be cool.

2. I run an 8.30 mile yayyyyy I'm slowwww.

3. Funnnnny conversation between myself and an old friend. Note: Jenn is Korean. Also note, I love Koreans.

Kate: over in the section of the apartment complex where i am
Kate: we are now the only non-korean family
Kate: lol
jenn: no way
jenn: -_-
jenn: haha
Kate: seriously
Kate: and everyone seems to know each other
Kate: they're always in and out of each others houses
Kate: so i don't know who lives where
Kate: >_>
Kate: i think they have keys to each others homes
Kate: i swear
Kate: i am not making it up
jenn: hahahahahahaahahahahaha
jenn: oh my gosh that's too funny
Kate: i dont know why it weirds me out
Kate: but it does
Kate: maybe because i'm uptight?
Kate: i dont knowww
5:45 PM
jenn: you should barge into one of their places today
jenn: and be like "yeah... I know korean people too. can I have some korean food?"
Kate: hahaha
Kate: oh man
Kate: seriously
Kate: that would be funny
Kate: oh man and when they first moved in, the first family anyway..
Kate: so like all in the past.... i dont know, like year or so
Kate: and the mom/wife lady says (to introduce herself)
Kate: hi
Kate: and "i have two children"
Kate: i was like oh cool okay..
Kate: then it happened again when the second family moved in.... and now the third family
Kate: x_x
Kate: WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO SAY ABOUT YOU HAVING TWO CHILDREN???
jenn: hahahahahahahahahaha
jenn: THEY ARE SOOO KOREAN
Kate: i know its some sort of cultural/language barrier
jenn: koreans always talk about their kids
jenn: it's like their favorite subject
jenn: you should say "oh... well I have no kids"
jenn: muhahahahaha

Kate: oh man
Kate: i really could go for some good korean food
Kate: they're all quite nice though, which is good
Kate: in any situation where you get new neighbors, there's no guarantee that they'll be nice/normal
Kate: i mean, it's always nice when your neighbors aren't crack addicts or something
Kate: aren't running meth labs

.kate.

i really have nothing concrete to say

2008-09-06T16:37:00.000-07:00

Bank of America is an evil corporation. 'Nuff said.

Will I be one of those 'tards with a bluetooth on my ear and a Blackberry in my hand as I walk into a coffee shop to order a latte? Let's hope not. God. A blonde chick in SoCal talking away on a Blackberry- WAY TO REPRESENT LA PEOPLE AS NON SUPERFICIAL.

I had to buy a staple gun for one of my classes this semester. And no, I won't come after you with it.
...if you don't piss me off. juuuussst kidding.

I need a new job. Ew.

It's all nasty and hot in my room and I'm sweaty. Yuck.

KFC hotwings are gross. Anything from KFC is gross.

On a positive note, since everything else I've written makes me sound like a cynical old lady, my allergies finally went away yayyyy.

mkay thats it. kthxbye.

.kate.

radiohead!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

2008-08-28T09:08:00.004-07:00

AAAAAH!!!!!!!!!!!!

I drove down to San Diego yesterday and saw f'ng RADIOHEAD. holy crap.

Left at 2 pm, got to Chula Vista at 4:30 or so.. show ended at around 11 pm, but due to trying to get out of the HIDEOUS parking lot traffic, TWO freeway detours (for two different freeways) and having to get off the freeway at around 1 to get out and stretch, jog whatever because my back was hurting so bad... didn't get home until 3:15 am.

Got four hours of sleep.
Completely exhausted still.

BUT FNG RADIOHEAD.

thom yorke is a freaking genius. most amazing show ever. the lights were amazing, the setlist was amazing, everything was just... holy crap.

.kate.

c y_mbal_rush.

2008-08-26T09:55:00.003-07:00

bitch, bitch, bitch.. whine whine whine.

I didn't get to see Radiohead. :(

When the tickets went on sale, I still thought I might be returning to Boston for school, in which case I would have been in Boston when they were playing LA, and in LA when they played Boston. Or something like that. SO I bought tickets to see LP instead... which, I didn't go see because I couldn't afford the gas to drive to Irvine AND mostly because my car might have not started or something weird...

So I'm really pissed off that I didnt get to see Thom Yorke and his lazy eye. He freaking did stuff from The Eraser!!! AGHHHH.

Janet went, Ryan went, I think Carley went... other people probably went.... and I fail. The last concert I went to was like a year and a half ago. I WANT TO SEE RADIOHEAD. Or Eric Clapton. Or preferably both.

:(

showertime.

.kate.

you make me sick.

2008-08-11T16:44:00.003-07:00

Here's something to chew on..

Why in the hell do athletes, CEOs of big companies, or actors/actresses get paid REDICULOUS sums of money?

You throw a little white ball around so therefore you are somehow entitled to be making $30 million dollars a year...??? Someone please explain that to me. Seriously.

ER doctors, nurses, elementary-high school teachers, construction workers.... THEY deserve to be paid more than Tom Cruise. I'm sorry but it's fucking stupid. People saying they won't sign a contract with a team because they're ONLY making $125 million dollars over 4 years.... plus endorsement deals. That makes no sense to me. Or actors. You get paid more money than a guy bent over pulling cabbages out of the ground 8+ hours a day 6-7 days a week in the burning sun... for what reason?

Your local farmers market deserves your business more than seeing every fucking stupid action movie does. I hate all of it.

And those CEOs of oil companies/Halliburton/Warner Bros....... FUCK YOU. You should all just be ashamed of yourselves. Complaining-- WHINING and bitching and moaning because you only make $5million a year. Oh poor sad you. I feel so bad for you. Please, give me a break. There are 12 year old children who work in inhumane conditions for less than a dollar a day for more hours a week than a goddamn surgeon intern at a hospital. And YOU'RE complaining about your $5 million a year salary.

Nobody of importance will read this, but just saying it makes me feel better.

i'm excited about having to save up a buttload of money to go to Europe in two years. I doubt that anyone who got a Porsche on their 18th birthday can ever understand delayed gratification.

.kate.

aren't i a ball of sunshine?

"i have to return some videotapes."

2008-08-07T19:43:00.003-07:00

YAYYYY the 'check engine' light went on in my car! i win!

at work today i was so bored, i started doodling Super Alpaca vs. Patrick Bateman.

American Psycho is probably the most fucked up amazing movie ever made. Christian Bale's performance is FLAWLESS. Completely flawless. Patrick Bateman has no personality. at all. whatsoever.

It's a really disturbing movie. But you should watch it anyway. I mean, Christian Bale naked, covered in blood, with a chainsaw chasing a girl. PERFECT. Hilarious.

my driver's tan is getting pretty bad

2008-08-04T08:23:00.003-07:00

i ran 8 miles in old beat up shoes on weds, 5 miles on thurs... and now i can't do anything because my leg is messed up because of said shoes.

:(

I NEED TO GO TO THE GYM DAMN IT.

oh and i have no car. >:(

oh well. such is life. i'm being forced to do this for some cosmic reason that i don't know or understand. time to let it go.

and yes, like the title says, my drivers tan is getting really bad. my left arm is like 2 shades darker than my right arm. and i have a lovely farmer tan too. lol. and my shoulders are a wee bit sunburned.

IRISH AND SUPER TAN GERMAN DON'T MIX. some of me tans and some of me burns.

eeesh.