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
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Thursday, August 27, 2009
i have four botttles of lotion
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
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
Sunday, August 23, 2009
i love me some clarified butter
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....
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....
Thursday, August 20, 2009
disposableconsolationprize
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...
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...
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
the condescention of lady catharine de bourgh
"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...
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...
Friday, August 7, 2009
des fruits and a pornstache
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...
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...
Thursday, August 6, 2009
If I were an Op-Ed writer...
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.
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.
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