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| why hullo kiddos...
just wanted to let ya'll know, if you care, that i've consolidated my life into one easy place.
myspace.com.
my new blog addy is
so go there, and leave comments. IF YOU CAN. | | |
| anyone else remember the following scene in the "princess bride"?
buttercup: but what about the R.O.U.S.'s?
wesley: rodents of unusual size? i don't believe they exist.
(wesley is suddenly attacked by a rodent... of unusual size...)
that's kind of how i feel about global warming right now. except wesley would be replaced byt he entire bush administration. and the R.O.U.S. would be replaced by, well, global warming. and that's about where the similarity ends.
anyway, i was trying to make a comment about how warm it's been these past few days. and i thought the comparison to a well-known scene in a movie would be funny. i'm not feeling the funny, tho.
my parents came into town on friday, and so my time has been spent eating, mostly. sitting around and eating. i wish my parents were, like, outdoorsy types who would insist on taking me hiking or something. but no, we're a sit-around-and-eat kind of family. *sigh* i keep saying to myself, 'alright, after (insert upcoming event here) i'm going to find a gym and eat better and quit drinking the booze.' there's always an event upcoming soonafter, though. like, after returning from austin, there was the arrival of my parents, and after they leave, i've got octoberfest in maryland next weekend. and -then- what?? who knows. who does know.
i have -- and you'll have to give me some credit for this -- cut my booze intake significantly this past week. which could explain my mood swings and constant vertigo. either that or the fact that i'm totally off zoloft. either way, when i go to a bar now, i will order a sprite with a twist in a martini glass. that way i still -look- cool, without paying $6 (and a few brain cells) for a night on the town. the bartenders usually love it. not that i've had much of a chance or tried it on a bartender i didn't know personally before i ordered the drink, but, well, i think it's cute. and that's what counts.
now there's a james spader movie on tv. not an old james spader movie where he plays a preppy ass hole terrorizing molly ringwald or anything like that. no, no, it's a silly sci-fi movie about hunting aliens, based, i think, completely on the plot of a movie from the 1940s or so called "it came from outer space." i could be wrong.
hurray for james spader.
i've decided that i'm going to really work hard on this whole "band" thing i was going to do with chris' best friend, cheeks. i'm going to start with covers of songs -- cheeks on guitar, me on keyboard, plinking away, both of us singing wherever we need to -- and make sure we don't take ourselves too seriously. i have a few ideas. i think i need more, though. here's a list of songs we will cover and just what style we will utilize to make them our own:
"mr. brightside" by the killers, played very slowly, just one guitar, and sung by a chick (aka yours truly)
"ugly girl" by fleming & john, just guitar and that plink-plink on a keyboard, because it's a damn funny song, and probably no one will even know it's a cover
"oops, i did it again" by britney spears, sung by cheeks, a guitar with some bongo drums, maybe? britney covers are completely overdone, but there's a reason for that. a very good reason...
"my phone's on vibrate for you" by rufus wainwright, sung by me, with no piano, because, first of all, any song by rufus will sound hilarious without the piano, and secondly, any song about something vibrating is funnier when a girl sings it. actually, almost anything by rufus wainwright would be funnier if i sang it, mostly because i'm not a gay rich overdrugged man with an ego problem. am i? (have i mentioned that i'm going to have his babies? he doesn't know it yet. i think they'd be beautiful, and probably brilliant. and he'd probably let me raise them by myself. although i could blame any difficulties on their father. clearly.)
well, now on to do other things i keep thinking i need to do with the internet. so. ciao for now. | | |
| hello -- or should i say howdy? -- from the land of texas!
specifically, austin, texas, where it's hot and drunk and i'm allergic to everything. but i am having a fabulous time.
i've run into three people i wasn't planning to see here, from
georgetown and the academy. apparently, the university of texas
has quite a draw to it. people i hadn't thought of in quite some
time have appeared back on the radar. mostly the kids from the
academy.
i ran into the guy who took me to homecoming my sophomore year of high
school the first day i was here. pretty wacky. i was
sitting in the library at UT, sorting stuff out, cooling off a little,
getting my bearings, and i noticed a guy sitting at the table next to
me, eating something, looking at me. i thought i'd turn my head
and give him a discouraging stare (you know how we do), but then it was
none other than ben oliker, and i jumped up and all over him to see how
he was, what he was doing, ra ra ra. we had a cute,
'haven't-seen-you-in-five-years' chat, and he had to run, so of course
we exchanged phone numbers. this was last wednesday. so on
saturday he called and i went to hang out with him and a few other kids
from high school. it was a good time. we hung out again
last night, and tonight i'm going to stay at their place (there are 4
of them, all boys from my class in high school living in one house in
austin, weird, huh) so that one of them (vince) can drive me to airport
early tomorrow morning.
it's funny how easy it is to hang out with people you knew so long ago
and haven't kept up with. for instance... i stayed with my best
friend from fifth grade before i flew down to austin. we hung out
in baltimore for two and a half days. the initial meeting was
something like, 'you've grown! your voice has changed! where the fuck
did that beard come from?' etc. but then it was comfortable and
simple. we have the same sense of humor we had when we were
playing super nintendo and eating ramen noodles in fifth grade. i
thought my use of the term 'my best friend from fifth grade' might be
somewhat assuming, but he took it on immediately as well, and everyone
marveled at the fact that we hadn't seen each other in twelve
years. i kind of wish i'd had a few more days to spend in
baltimore. luckily, 'charm city,' as it is sometimes called, it
much closer to new jersey than austin is, so i will probably get to
spend a weekend or two hanging out with my bffffgfl (that's best friend
forever from fifth grade for life) and his fantastic crew of friends in
the near future. hurray!
more about austin, i suppose:
anh-thu has been a generous host, especially when she left last friday
to go to ian bourland's wedding. this may take some
explaining. ian bourland was one of my best friends from high
school. i thought. we sat next to each other in french
class, and we both took great comfort in going to georgetown together,
especially after a summer of hanging out, ra ra ra. his wedding
was this past weekend, and anh-thu, who met him at georgetown,
went. why did kat not go? kat was not invited. this
is not a big deal to kat -- i wasn't hurt -- but it's rather
funny. saturday night, while anh-thu was drinking with ian and
his new bride after their extremely tasteful ceremony (according to
anh-thu, who has a good idea of good taste), i was drinking with some
of ian's best friends from middle school, and we were all toasting him
with our beers. after anh-thu got back, i introduced her to all
these boys from high school, and she filled them all in on the
wedding. she'd heard stories about them. and now she got to
meet them. like i said, rather funny.
i have also spent time with the notorious will thomson. yes, yes,
will thomson, the boy i was obsessed with for a great period of time,
blah blah blah. i realized the other night that i have spent a
couple of years making a list in my head of all the things about him
that are impossible to like, and i haven't really kept in touch with
him for a long time, and so when i saw him again this time around, it
was all suddenly evident: in spite of all the time we've spent
together, he doesn't know me at all. maybe he wasn't paying
attention. maybe i wasn't completely honest with him. no
matter what, it's a glaring issue for me. i've grown to really
dislike him, and to dislike myself when i'm around him. so after
a few days of hanging out and waiting for him to get off work, he had a
day off. we went to harrison pool, which is a very wonderful,
romantic place. i wish i had gone there with somebody i
love. we only got to spend an hour, because neither of us knew
how awesome it was going to be, and then we went back to austin and saw
serenity (my second time around -- i'd seen it with his cousin-in-law a
few days before, while will was at work, of course) at an alamo
drafthouse (which i must recommend to anyone who likes movies AND beer
AND food and wishes they would all come together in a fantastic
arrangement)... and things got weirder and weirder. i was
somewhat confused as to the plan for the evening, but after some
miscommunication, found that will wanted to go see a band downtown, and
he offered to drop me off at the house where the high school friends
lived. i was frazzled by this, claiming that if he wanted to get
rid of me, that was fine, but i really would like to see a band, ra ra
ra... so down we went, paid $16.50 each to see this band at a place
called The Parish, each took a shot of tequila, and got into the
music. i was grumpy, and felt passive aggressive, so after a few
minutes of standing behind him at the show, i walked away, bought
myself a drink, and hung out at the bar. of course he never came
to look for me, which was exactly as i expected, and i made friends
with some guy named troy, and got quite nicely toasted.
after all this fun, and it really was fun, we went back to his new
abode, which is a stinky hippy co-op for students where his
cousin-in-law lives as his roommate, and somehow got into a discussion
of some type in the car, which led to me crying, which led to both of
us getting out of the car at some point and slamming doors, and then me
walking away, and him following me, and us sitting down and me trying
to explain things, which he didn't understand, of course, and
eventually i told him to go home and that i never wanted to see him
again. tada! i called him later to apologize, but i didn't
and don't really feel bad about saying that; more embarrassed that i
could get so crazy, and moreso that i did it in front of him, someone
who doesn't understand me and really never could. he said he'd
call me and maybe we could sit down and talk, but after my initial
shock and shame, i really don't want to. i am quite done.
why bother, you know? some things just aren't worth it...
so today i got my hair cut and added blue extensions for some fun
kick. the hairdresser recommended this instead of dye, as dye
fades quickly, and extensions are easy to remove. i look fan
friggin tastic! will's brother-in-law, j (or jason, or jackson,
or jebediah, or jeremiah, we like to make up names for him), with whom
will has lived for the past two weeks, was moving out of his apartment
and had two extra pairs of cowboy boots, both of which fit me
perfectly, so i took a pair. i now own cowboy boots. pretty
neat, huh? and i've been wearing them with all my skirts.
they could use a shine, but they're pretty great, and i bought some new
jewelry the other day at the buffalo exchange (which is ridiculous
since there's a buffalo exchange in albuquerque, but i guess the place
here has some austinian flavor), and now i am a new person who will go
back to new jersey and snuggle up with my perfect boyfriend, who
understands me, and takes care of me, and is going to make me dinner
tomorrow night and tell me how much he loves me.
the trip's been pretty great, then, in spite of the embarrassment and
disappointment in actually realizing the end of an era... i have
had a good time, and reconnected with enough people to make me happy
for quite some time.
ps. josh -- i did go to barton springs. didn't pay to get in,
though. only went up to my hips in the water, too. friggin'
cold! and i have eaten at trudy's twice, and chango's today, plus
ruby's barbecue, and katz's where they give you free pickles. i
almost went to stubbs the other night -- will at least lent me his
bro-in-law's car whenever he was working and couldn't bus me around --
but i chickened out. it was okay. i ended up hanging out
with my pals from high school at little woodrow's instead.
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| sadness! the photo of cookie didn't show. sorry, ya'll. i'm apparently stupid.
what can you do.
i am, once again, at work!!! it's rainy. and there are NO CUSTOMERS. i've been alone for at least half an hour. refilling the caramel squirter thingies. which is LONG, BORING work.
count down to austin: like, a week and a half! that's no count down, is it. i'm going to DC first, of course. so count down to DC: 8 days! wooo!!!
chris and i have decided the perfect word to describe gimics in stories that we don't like or find plausible: "contrived."
it's delightful. it's what's wrong with the modern movie or television show that isn't "real" -- everything's so contrived. it makes you hang up that willful suspension of disbelief, cross your arms, and ask your partner to change the channel.
you should try this game sometime. i'll give you an example.
kat: god, this show "head cases" is sooo bad! what is it about this show that makes me want to cry with how bad it is?
chris: none of this is plausible. and the jokes are all set up too much.
kat: it's so...
chris: so...
together: contrived!!
you should try it sometime. | | |
| as i write this, there are construction workers hanging from some sort of scaffolding right outside my window. i'm wearing far too much clothing for them to be oggling me, so they must be putting air conditioning units on the roof. but damned if i know.
i wrote a story about picking off noisy construction workers with a sniper rifle. i've been urged not to publish it, though. sorry.
it's officially "indian summer" right now, i guess -- it's been nice and cool and not humid recently, and the sun is weakening and setting earlier, so fall is approaching, but today it's 90 some degrees. i haven't been outside, tho. heehee.
i want to add this pic in because it's making me extremely happy:
it's cookie!!! he was my family's dog growing up. we had to put him down around new year's 2002. he was quite old and had a failing liver... it was very sad. but i took this picture of him during a christmas in high school. he had that cardboard wrapping paper roll in his mouth and couldn't get between the couch and the chair to leave the room. very cute.
much cuter than goose poop.
i guess i don't really have anything to say today.
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