fresh air.
the show started at 6pm. 6pm! it was still so light out!
murder by death was first. well, they were second, but we missed the first band. no biggie. MBD was awesome. the lead singer can scream like no one's business.
minus the bear was fantastic.
the rock show was a success. i didn't really like braid at all. the lead singer was kinda lame. but they were good, and everyone loved them. they did play one song that andy had put on my "pretty" cd that he made for me while i was in LA. and that was awesome to hear performed because i'd never heard any of those songs from the cd performed live before. it felt almost like it was just for me.
but it was great to be at a rock show again. i'm getting old. i can tell. especially at an all ages show. it was over by 10pm and i was tired as hell. i even fell asleep on the train home. i've never fallen asleep on a train before.
but it was good. it was good to see andy and it was good to see some rock. minus the bear made me think of last summer and how hot it was and all the shows i went to see, so now i'm aching to hit up
the rocket bar at least once this summer.
mmm rocket.
love, kate
rain and apartment hunting.
seriously, does chicago ever get warm? the sun's been out (except for the rain and clouds today), but the simultaneous sun and warmth phenomenon doesn't seem to be occurring in this part of the country. kris and i looked at an apartment today that didn't have air conditioning. we were talking about the place and i said i didn't like, among other things, that there was no air. she replied with, "yeah, it's no good for summer. you know, in a couple months when summer gets here?" it's true.
but i am glad that i'm living here. more and more chicago feels like home. it was a hard adjustment to make, living in chicago and away from my family. i still really miss my brothers on a daily basis, but i like it here too. i just have friends here. and a life. i'll always miss home, but it seems that when i walk around chicago now, i'm aware of how much of the things here that i really appreciate and how much i would miss it if i left. and with certain things happening in my life i'm more and more positive i made the right decision about staying for a while. i guess i'm not ready to leave quite yet.
love, kate
i'm nothing important.
i don't do anything at all that is worth anything. i went to school for biological sciences, and i'm not using my degree at all. in high school, i was 3 years ahead of anyone my age in math and science. i won science fairs all across the united states. i won a full scholarship to graduate school as long as i advance in my research of my cure for cancer which i've almost got down.
but i'm not using any of it. i work at a restaurant wearing a hat and making coffee. i make $5.15 an hour and on the side i make porno films so that i can afford rent in my shitty apartment that doesn't even have a window. not one window! it's okay, though. rent is only around $1200/month. it's a steal, really. i don't do anything like volunteer, or follow my dreams, or explore life. i hate my job and my co-workers. and the funny thing is, i'm not brave at all. i lived with my parents until the absolute last second and even then i spent a long time researching a move up to chicago and spent a lot of time finding the job that was right for me. nothing really worked out. i wasn't lucky at all.
but hey, here i am. i'm miserable and lonely. i don't have any friends or a job that means anything to me. that's all that matters, right?
love, kate
on the side.
i just got done watching "when harry met sally." i've seen this movie easily 100 times. easily. it's right up there with "reality bites" in that i could watch it (and have watched it) over and over and not only do i not get sick of it, but i love it more and more.
kris and i have actually quoted entire scenes from WHMS to one another. shannon and i watch RB at least twice a month. the other day at work, i said a line from it to a co-worker (who didn't get it), and i couldn't get over how funny i thought the line was. i actually called shannon up at work to tell her how funny i thought it was. needless to say, she thought it was funny too and we laughed about it (and quoted it a little bit more) for a good 5 minutes before we both returned to work.
i don't know what it is. both movies are really well directed. WHMS has some of the best acting in it, in my opinion. say what you will about me or my two favorite movies, but i love them. i really love them.
love, kate
muy bueno?
so today is hot. and gross. and really sticky out. like the kind of hot, sticky weather that takes your breath away.
i'm in the works to sport the shift leader shirt as we speak. i mean type. i'm excited about it. it will be nice to have a job with some authority. i've never had one of those before. i'm also very slowly learning spanish. my boss, john, speaks it fluently. i asked him how he learned it and he said that a restaurant he used to manage had an all spanish speaking kitchen staff. the two head cooks spoke english, but that was it. they were brothers, and when their mother died, they both left for mexico. john said he had to learn spanish really quickly and he just learned a phrase a day until it started making sense. he said all the stuff you learn in high school just sort of comes back to you. i know how to say "he's the best at making bread."
muy bueno para trabajar el pan.
i'm practically fluent.
love, kate
eh, warm shmarm.
so... the warm weather party was, first of all, not warm at all. and not many people showed up. it's so stupid because i'm afraid to invite people because i'm afraid it will be lame, but then no one gets invited, so then no one comes, and it's lame. but it was still fun with the few people who did come. they were all pretty good friends so we had more of a "gathering," if you will. which sounds even lamer, but... eh.
but then we went to the breakfast club for breakfast, and that always makes everything better. the best stuffed french toast in chicago is in my belly as i type.
and now,
day of fun part 8.
love, kate
it's hard to feel pretty.
the media is so mean sometimes, and without even trying to do it. everyone is so thin lately. i mean, it's been an issue of young girls and self esteem for a long time, but more so as soon as britney and christina made their first appearances several years ago. even now as america gets more and more health conscious, we all are feeling less and less wonderful about how we look. it is virtually impossible to walk around and not see an ad for atkins or the south beach diet. on the plus side (no pun intended), more fashion magazines now have "plus size" models. on the down side, the "plus size" models are actually pretty normal sized, and they're featured only on a couple pages and those pages usually aren't spread throughout the magazine. they're all clumped together as though cosmo was saying, "see? we're realistic." but they're not. they're almost mocking.
it used to be that there were a few actors and actresses who looked normal. jeanne garafola comes to mind. thora birch. but now they've lost their "excess" weight and are rail thin too. it's harder to think of an example for guys. jack black lost some weight once, but now i think he's back. and he's still funny and no one really noticed anyway.
i don't get it. i personally have never felt great about how i look. when i was home, i looked at some old photo albums from freshman year in college, and i was pretty skinny. i was surprised by how thin i was, but i remember back then thinking that i wasn't thin at all and being pretty much unhappy with how i looked.
i don't think i'm fat. i've put on some weight since i moved here and i'm actually kind of liking it. i feel grown up and like a woman, i guess. and whenever i see someone who isn't really thin and is normal and healthy looking, i can't help but think how beautiful they look. i wish there wasn't such a pressure on everyone to be so thin. the pressure to be healthy makes sense, but to be so skinny? i know it's a cliche topic, but it's just hard to feel pretty sometimes.
love, kate
call me silly, sweetie.
this new blogger business is amazing. i'm still trying to figure out so many things on it. like, how do i get my picture there? or... how do i add my links? someone please help me.
anyway, the new news: i'm now a shift leader. i don't think anyone is supposed to know yet, but who cares. my boss doesn't read my blog. so now i have to be trained on ovenline and interview with the district manager, and i'm in. the good news is i don't have to leave my cosi. the bad news is ali has to leave. which is actually good news because she'll be promoted to her own store which is awesome. but still, who will i hit on boys with? who will i make idiots out of customers with? ali and i are an amazing team, and i'm gonna miss her like i'd miss my right arm if it was, you know, missing.
so goodbye stupid cosi hat, hello khaki polo shirt. it will be fun too because management at my cosi is all boys, and i'd be the only girl. i'm happy that i'm staying at my cosi, we all have so much fun together.
it's a lot more responsiblity than i've ever had at a job, so i'm pretty nervous, but also really excited. i won't be a barista anymore and i'll get to learn about the management part of running a restaurant. oh yeah, and a tiny little thing i like to call a huge pay raise. well, huge to me.
love, kate
dag.
this is totally rad. i'm surprised at how ready i was for a change in blogwear. compared to this guy, my old blog was old hat. now i'm in like flynn.
carbondale was awesome. i did not want to leave at all. at. all. shannon's gramma made us all kinds of awesome food. not to mention it was beautiful and sunny and i actually got to swim in a lake. i forgot those things even existed in this concrete jungle of sorts. man, so ill is definitely where my heart is. for sure.
love, kate
hello.
well i'm back. it was weird, while i was home, i must have written at least 6 pages in my real journal. i didn't want to blog at all! i wish i felt like that all the time. back here in chicago it's hard to get motivated to write in my real journal, maybe it's because i'm just always online.
i've got my new car and it's really scary. i almost got killed today by a taxi. this car doesn't have quite the turning radius the old bobkat had, so that's something i've got to get used to. and i'm still scared that it will get broken into, but i feel okay right now because i parked behind another lexus. that's right, i belong in the lexus community. eat that.
love, kate
