tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61270572011-08-29T22:35:05.441-05:00it is, apparently, my life.katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.comBlogger1341100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1132150823752265642005-11-16T08:18:00.000-06:002005-11-16T08:20:23.763-06:00

looks like i've outgrown blogger. i'm not sure if it's temproary or what, but right now i'm stretching my legs over at xanga. i'd love to see you there.

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1130780488326713242005-10-31T11:33:00.000-06:002005-10-31T11:43:06.643-06:00

i'm not sure if you've noticed, but i don't blog so much anymore. i recently had a conversation with josh, and he had recently stumbled over a funny IM conversation we had almost 2 years ago. he mentioned how he was sad i didn't blog anymore.i feel as though i've lost it, i said.it? he asked.i'm uninspired.i don't know how many of you have been reading this, and i don't know for how long, but i

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1129152751214910672005-10-12T16:26:00.000-05:002005-10-12T16:37:23.010-05:00

i make the best salsa, apparently. it's really easy, but i'm not gonna tell anyone how to make it. figure it out for yourselves!or just ask me and i'll tell you.i got back very, very early this morning from chicago and the film festival. i had such a great time. i love hanging out with kris so much. we are way better friends now that i'm not sad and broke and crappy all the time. it really does

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1128107396463128072005-09-30T14:06:00.000-05:002005-09-30T14:09:56.463-05:00

earlier in the summer, i broke up with my boyfriend.or maybe he broke up with me. i don't know. all i know is after a couple months, i was ready to get back together. he informed me it probably wouldn't happen. just as well. moving to chicago doesn't seem to be in the cards anymore.so i try to hang on to the idea that maybe one day he'll realize what he's done and we'll get back together. not so

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1127486912785857962005-09-23T09:44:00.000-05:002005-09-23T09:48:32.793-05:00

ah, scrubby bear. scrubby bear is a real friend. scrubby bear is someone i'm going to get sick of very quickly.i've started my new job as an americorps member for the red cross. i get to work with a small group of high school kids helping them do community service, but the brunt of my job is presentations. much like my job over the summer for the red cross, i give disaster safety presentations,

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1126372957403651162005-09-10T12:18:00.000-05:002005-09-10T12:23:58.266-05:00

so this hurricane, huh? crazy. starting just before labor day, the office has been crazy. absolutely crazy. we've opened over 100 family cases in the last 13 days. all of these people have come up from louisianna and mississippi, staying with family and friends and trying to get their life back in order. and these are the people that are staying with people they know, we haven't even gotten the

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1124894231195409062005-08-24T09:31:00.000-05:002005-08-24T09:37:19.226-05:00

there's nothing that will make you lose your faith in humankind than helping people with their utility bills. for two weeks i've been volunteering at the red cross because their warm neighbor funding has started. people come up with all kinds of lies trying to get the help saying that they weren't informed that they needed such and such a document before we could help them. the reason this is a

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1124037717936266282005-08-14T11:34:00.000-05:002005-08-14T11:41:57.943-05:00

i went to chicago this past week. i worked with joe on his new film project, LOL, and it was fun to be doing something creative again. i didn't meet up with 4 of the people i had planned on meeting up with, and i feel bad, but i had to move my stuff, my legs hurt, and my cough was killing me. sorry guys.it was a strange sensation to be in chicago. i found myself loving the city again and feeling

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1122664335254714292005-07-29T14:07:00.000-05:002005-07-29T14:18:04.143-05:00

number of tattoos: 2. i got another one yesterday. it's addicting, sewiously. it's a solid black broken heart on the inside of my right bicep. it hurt a LOT less than the black rectangle i got a month ago. i really like it, but i think i'm done tattooing for a while.

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1120413997081782092005-07-03T12:59:00.000-05:002005-07-03T13:06:37.086-05:00

i'm staying.for lots and lots of reasons i've decided to stay in the st louis area. i'm not sure how surprised some of you may be by this news. i won't be attending the art institute this fall but will be starting school nearby to get my teaching certificate. it's taken about 2 years for me to come to this decision, and i know it's the right one.i'll be in chicago frequently these next couple

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1119879469271309262005-06-27T08:31:00.000-05:002005-06-27T08:37:49.276-05:00

you know what makes me the most sad? is when people tell me how much fun i'm not. i can't help that staying out until 3am is completely unappealing to me. i don't like to talk constantly and tell stories about how drunk i got, or listen to other people tell theirs. i'm completely happy being quiet and just riding in the car, not talking. talking is fine too, but i just don't need it all the time.

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1118773230268519882005-06-14T13:13:00.000-05:002005-06-14T13:21:44.816-05:00

yesterday i gave a presentation on fire safety to a bunch of little kids. i am having a REALLY good time at my job. ps, i am working for the american red cross this summer. basically, we are reaching out to the community and teaching people about disaster preparedness.anyway, so, little kids. fire safety. i was telling them about smoke detectors and how often to check them and change the

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1118428111022876292005-06-10T13:23:00.000-05:002005-06-10T13:50:30.123-05:00

so, it gets pretty hot here. and also really fucking humid. my curls are all up this biatch.anyway, how are things going? as you know, i really like it here, and i'm having a pretty great time. my good friend's dad died, and that was really sad, and i'm still really sad about it, but otherwise it's okay. i guess.also, recently i discovered that tucker likes to eat mud. yes. a mud-eater. he has

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1117581880410490682005-05-31T18:19:00.000-05:002005-05-31T18:26:06.930-05:00

...i've been able to sleep in a room with doors AND windows....i've been able to hold my niece a lot. a really really lot....i started working at a job that i actually care about and enjoy doing....the sun has shone for days on end. metaphorically as well as literally....i eat on a regular basis and i don't just mean i eat leftover chips or old granola bars....i get to spend time with my family.i

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1117213876067122832005-05-27T12:07:00.000-05:002005-05-27T12:11:16.076-05:00

i've never worked for anyone who was really really nice before. wait, lie. i have. but easily not in the last 5 years. and today, my immediate boss had said we could have a half day. than the head boss, at 11:30, said it was close enough to noon, go home. it's amazing.ps - i love it here. i love it. it was hard to leave chicago, but i have to say, i really love not living there.thre is a woman at

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1116617840220467992005-05-20T14:35:00.000-05:002005-05-20T14:37:20.226-05:00

well i'm back in chicago, but just for the weekend. i need to pack away and pack up the rest of my stuff for the summer. because i had to get the tuckman home, i had to make two trips. which is fine, i hate packing and will put it off however i can.i already have bugbites. it's so weird. who gets bugbites anymore?

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1116443335930705862005-05-18T14:08:00.000-05:002005-05-18T14:08:55.933-05:00

yesterday i saw a guy in a truck with a bumper sticker that said "show me your hooters."

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1116348875804541872005-05-17T11:51:00.000-05:002005-05-17T11:55:57.016-05:00

well, it's my first full day in collinsville. i have a TWO windows in my room, and i left the curtains on one of them open so i will always always have direct sun in my room. and there were birds chirping. it's ridiculous. so far i have cleaned the bejesus out of my car, so now there isn't a ton of dog hair flying around and choking me. i even put tire shine on my tires so they are nice and

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1116211605531908282005-05-15T21:41:00.000-05:002005-05-15T21:46:52.273-05:00

well right now, i'm pretty much miserable. i'm going back to st. louis. finally, right? well, yes. i'm glad i made the decision to go, because now i know what it feels like to leave. and i don't like it. i don't like that i let the city get the best of me, and i don't like that i let myself get defeated. this has been a hard year for me, and whether or not i'm entirely to blame i don't know.

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1115780973384984292005-05-10T22:02:00.000-05:002005-05-10T22:09:33.400-05:00

i'm not sure if i told you yet, but i am. i'm moving to st louis for 2 months. on may 29th i'll be in c'ville living with my mum. tucker will be running around like crazy in her big backyard, hardly able to fathom how he could be so lucky to be able to run around in a huge open area again in one day.until then, i'm not working. well, i would, but no assignments have come in. this is an

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1115563572405300672005-05-08T09:45:00.000-05:002005-05-08T09:46:12.413-05:00

call your mom!

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1115156795494526212005-05-03T16:43:00.000-05:002005-05-03T16:46:35.496-05:00

and then there are weeks like this. i haven't gotten a call yet for another temp job, thus is the con side of temping. it's nice, being off work, of course, but i still have one month's rent to eek out before our lease is up. and one and a half months' bills.but enough about money. i took a nap today at 2pm. that was awesome.

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1115069221049635352005-05-02T16:23:00.000-05:002005-05-02T16:27:01.050-05:00

today i was "on standby." on standby means that from 8am-12pm, youa re essentially on call for any last minute clients that call in needing a temp. i've done it once before, i got to stay at home and get paid for 4 hours of work. i agreed to do it today, only they wanted me to come in. it was ridiculous.i sat there for 4 hours, thank goodness i had a book to read. i didn't even get to sit at a

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1114808449354843662005-04-29T15:57:00.000-05:002005-04-29T16:02:29.766-05:00

another perk of being a temp is that i can still have my random tuesday afternoon off. well, today is friday, but you know what i mean. my assignment ended on wednesday, so i have a long weekend.i love being out on a weekday and knowing the majority of people around me are at work. i love knowing that i can sit still, and they can't. they have to get back. they have phone calls. they have

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1114690768889257832005-04-28T07:11:00.000-05:002005-04-30T15:13:25.873-05:00

basically, you just stop caring. all my life i've tried my best, without really knowing i was. but now... where has the hard work ethic gone? why do i work these jobs now, jobs i've done before in some shape or form, not caring about them, as before, but not working hard at them like i used to?because i don't fucking care, that's why. because i have been doing this forever and i know what i can

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1114294170115178772005-04-23T17:02:00.000-05:002005-04-23T17:09:30.116-05:00

for the first 3 or so hours of starting this job, i was intimidated. this was the 24th floor, this was a business and i was working on an account, there were cubicles and people dressed in business casual. i was nervous and i didn't know what i was doing. until i noticed something.one woman had a picture hanging onher shelf. it was a dark background, and the people in it looked like they had been

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1114173014764843192005-04-22T07:23:00.000-05:002005-04-22T07:30:14.766-05:00

this week i experienced my first office party. a cake was ordered, happy birthday was sung, and a handful of girls stood around talking about the weekend and eating cake that tasted like a ho-ho. i didn't chime in, i didn't try and make friends, i just stood and ate my cake.this office work is bizarre. events like the cake incident and quirky days to look forward to (popcorn wednesday, jeans

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1113495737389086892005-04-14T11:19:00.000-05:002005-04-14T11:22:17.390-05:00

temp work is pretty much the greatest job ever. well, technically. you work a shitty, repetitive job typing something or calling people, and you hate it, but you don't hate it because you know you will be gone in 2 weeks. or days. then, on your last day, you are just done and you don't have to worry about it and you get that added "oh man it's my last day at this dumb job" feeling. plus, you

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1113185635684065722005-04-10T21:12:00.000-05:002005-04-10T21:13:55.683-05:00

i don't think anyone reads this anymore.

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1112964172217466522005-04-08T07:41:00.000-05:002005-04-08T07:42:52.216-05:00

tucker is back, so it means i'm waking up earlier again. while he was gone and i was unemployed, i was sleeping in until like 10. for those that know me, that's a big deal. but at least tucker doesn't wake me up by whining and pushing his face in mine while i'm sleeping. he's very mature now. he's a year old.

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1112846157008697792005-04-06T22:53:00.000-05:002005-04-06T22:55:57.006-05:00

once, when i was in high school, i had this boyfriend. we were freshman, and that song by oasis, "wonderwall," had just come out. i really liked the song, i still do, and it made me think of my boyfriend everytime i listened to it. one afternoon we were talking on the phone and the song came on, so i mentioned how much i liked it, but i didn't tell him it made me think of him. he said he thought

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1112379976881843972005-04-01T12:22:00.000-06:002005-04-01T12:26:16.883-06:00

dear chicago,i really do love you, you know. it's just, sometimes, you get really cold. and cloudy. you're cloudy most of the time. but i tell you what chicago, when you get sunny and beautiful outside, i love you more than a lot of things. you could still be cold and windy, but as long as you're sunny, i will be in love with you forever.i have to decide whether or not i should stay with you for

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1112152664328747372005-03-29T21:15:00.000-06:002005-03-29T21:17:44.330-06:00

today the temperature was a high of 68 in chicago. the highest it's been in 5 months.

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1109512048930418122005-02-27T07:46:00.000-06:002005-02-27T07:52:29.120-06:00

do any of you remember when i posted about all of my favorite bands breaking up (april 20, 23, 2004)? well, check this out.icing on the cake, people. icing on the cake.

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1109378014150691122005-02-25T18:30:00.000-06:002005-02-25T18:33:34.150-06:00

feng shui. correct me if i'm wrong, but i believe it's pronounced "fung shway." i worked at a natural wonders one year during the holiday season and i would try and sell all that crap. but you know something? i don't think it's so much crap as it is just sorta time consuming and psychological. for example, cleaning off your desk is supposed to help you feel energized and relaxed. or calm. or

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1108351752526760262005-02-13T21:27:00.000-06:002005-02-13T21:29:12.526-06:00

i hate sundays. i absolutely hate them. and i hate monday mornings. they put me in the worst mood i'll be in all week regardless of what happens. was this how i felt when i was in school? i don't remember hating the week like this.

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1107578919404336892005-02-04T22:46:00.000-06:002005-02-04T22:53:28.753-06:00

i just saw "million dollar baby" with kris. it was really good. it felt different. it also made me so sad at times that my entire body ached. i like it when i cry at movies. i used to be very proud of myself for never letting myself cry, but now i just go with it. it's a fact: i'm turning into my mother. she cries at marching bands, i cry at sappy commercials, and vice versa. oh, and sports

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1106422170180112112005-01-22T13:19:00.000-06:002005-01-22T13:31:18.836-06:00

...i will most definitely enjoy the new starbucks they are putting in on the corner. what's the big deal you ask? the big deal is called sip coffeehouse which is right across the street from this not-yet-opened corporate coffee wonder we call starbucks. when my roommate first told me they were opening a starbucks, i was sad and worried. sip has been around for a while and every time i've gone in

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1105213641532162422005-01-08T13:46:00.000-06:002005-01-08T13:47:21.533-06:00

i just deleted the last blog i wrote because i couldn't stand to look at it. i'll just say this, i'm scared of my new job and i don't want to have to think about it if i don't have to. who thinks i should stay in chicago for grad school?

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1104503001672177482004-12-31T08:15:00.000-06:002004-12-31T08:26:13.266-06:00

i've never been a person to have new year's resolutions. i can't ever remember making one seriously before. this year, however, i've had more adult decisions to make and more adult trials and errors than ever before, and it seems this year quite a few resolutions have passed my mind. who knows if i will keep them. it seems so lame. this is the time of year when weight watchers' and gyms' sales

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1104211665282610642004-12-27T23:14:00.000-06:002004-12-27T23:27:45.283-06:00

today ended up being my last day at the gap. i'm available to work tomorrow, but they didn't schedule me. i don't think the managers there like me very much. i seem to always make things harder. i think that's just the way the managers are, though, they make every request or question seem like a waste of time. well, it's really just three of the six managers. for example, today i returned this

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1103722870821229222004-12-22T07:38:00.000-06:002004-12-22T07:42:19.000-06:00

at the gap, i've been so careful to not say "merry christmas" to any of my customers. i'm never sure who celebrates christmas and i don't want to offend anyone. so i always go the safe route and wish everyone a "happy holiday." last night, however, a customer wished me a merry christmas. it was so nice because not only have i not said it once this season, i've also never been wished one. it was

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1103467515412448442004-12-19T08:40:00.000-06:002004-12-19T08:47:13.686-06:00

i called in sick to work today. work at the gap, i mean. it's the second time in two months i've done it. the first time i did it was when i had a really bad cold last month and it was my second day of work. then kris gave me food poisoning. it was a hard week. this time, though, my knee hurts. i thought before that i just had a bad knee, but now i actually think the weather has something to do

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1103038746288291702004-12-14T09:33:00.000-06:002004-12-14T09:39:06.290-06:00

huge difference. HUUUGE difference. i, my friends, am now working two jobs. we all know what the first one is. oh sweet sweet gap: i hate your stupid bra fittings and sales goals. i hate the one minute sales rally i have to get before each shift so that i might stress out about selling 10, count them 10, full priced bras when 99% of our bras are on sale. give me a break. these people are rich,

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1101665967661000102004-11-28T13:12:00.000-06:002004-11-28T12:19:27.660-06:00

i work at the gap. sorta. yesterday i had a potential 8 hour shift. i was there for three and a half hours before i was sent home. it was pretty slow this weekend. i mean, it was busier, but not as busy as i thought it would be. my mom said she read that the weekends in december are actually busier shopping days than the weekend after thanksgiving. i believe it. the thing is, i don't mind it

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1101079959422979302004-11-21T17:27:00.000-06:002004-11-21T17:36:11.156-06:00

since i've made such a change in my blog, perhaps i should actually do it. blog, i mean. my first shift at el gapo was a 9-6. PM to AM, i mean. for those of you who don't know me, sleeping regularly is my middle name. i don't sleep all day, even when i know i will be up all night. and the next day, after the up all night, i won't sleep either. i sleep at night and i'm awake during the day. that

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1100486131343648522004-11-14T20:31:00.000-06:002004-11-14T20:35:31.343-06:00

i was thinking of starting a whole new blog. i decided against it because of the confusion it may cause. i thought of deleting my current blog and starting anew, but i wasn't ready for that yet. so here i am, new and hopefully improved. i picked this templete because i thought it looked like a very old school type journal, one that a captain of a pirate ship might keep. well, if the captain was

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1100181045483394642004-11-11T07:42:00.000-06:002004-11-11T07:50:45.483-06:00

well here i am. back in chicago, and fresh off the first night of gap, inc. orientation. i let tucker out this morning (after he, thankfully, finally slept through the whole night) in the cold and wind, a not so subtle taste of what is yet to come. i can't believe that it's going to get colder, windier, and snowier, and yet i will still have to take tucker out at 2am and then again at 4 and 5

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1099575905971081522004-11-04T07:36:00.000-06:002004-11-04T07:45:05.970-06:00

i'm going to start this blog out by saying, "i'm sorry." i feel weird and kind of stupid and also i don't know what's worse, working at a coffeehouse with a degree or, ahem ...working at the gap. there. i said it. i work... *ahem,* excuse me... i work... dammit!... ok. phew. i work at the gap. i'm not proud of it! i mean, sure i'll get a great discount and sure i'm happy about that because ever

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1099355172566862092004-11-01T18:25:00.000-06:002004-11-01T18:26:12.566-06:00

i realized something today. beta fish is not spelled as i thought it was. it's actually spelled betta. two T's. who knew.

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1099152372499529522004-10-30T10:57:00.000-05:002004-10-30T11:06:12.500-05:00

something struck me this year as halloween approaches: buying a costume is ok. when i was a kid, i never ever bought a costume. my mom is a really great seamstress and not only did she make our costumes, but they were always awesome and way better than those store-bought ones. i always felt great in my homemade, awesome costume, and, honestly, a little stuck-up, but i did feel bad for those sad,

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1098986982451908132004-10-28T13:58:00.000-05:002004-10-28T13:11:06.076-05:00

in case you weren't aware, that picture i posted was of me. it's a lie really. i only look like i know what i'm doing. i like how i give myself no credit whatsoever. anyway, i figured out how to post pictures on here, sort of. i have a free... pictures... host online thing. i can't quite get my picture on my profile, but that's okay. i don't really have a good one anyway. or one that i like, i

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1098895029120807272004-10-27T11:37:00.000-05:002004-10-27T11:37:09.120-05:00

kotm Originally uploaded by kateellen.

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betsy and i were discussing this the other day: she was saying how The Well-Dressed Librarian was so funny and she loved the pictures he posted. i agreed and asked how she knew him. "what? how do you know him?" "what? how do i know him? you're the one who linked him in your blog." thus, neither besty nor i know how either of us found him other than one day he left a comment on my blog. point

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1098226510436534062004-10-19T17:46:00.000-05:002004-10-19T17:55:10.436-05:00

today was my last day at the film festival. i'm sad, but mostly i'm grateful. it was a fun job, but the majority of it consisted of sitting around at borders selling 5 tickets an hour and otherwise reading books and getting a discount at the coffee bar. which is cool, but really boring. i'm sad because there goes my only income. betsy just told me to post, so i'm going to. this is my new job.

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1097012359474627332004-10-05T16:34:00.000-05:002004-10-05T16:41:10.720-05:00

tucker will not. stop. eating. everything. he just now pulled one of the placemats off of the kitchen table knocking off the glass that was on it. he's trying to get a plate off the table or something. before that, i discovered too late that he had spent the last 10 minutes chewing the life out of the 1/2 cup measure. needless to say, i hate it. he eats my shoes. he eats the rug. he eats socks.

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1096759268070505272004-10-02T18:14:00.000-05:002004-10-02T18:21:08.070-05:00

i think i just quit bennigan's. i went into work today after spending the whole week thinking that no i was not going to work again. not at benny's, anyway. i hate it there. it just gets too busy and the people that work there are all like one big clique. it's not welcoming, and i hate that i was so proud of myself for being able to finally carry a big, full tray with one hand, balancing it only

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1096550284394007122004-09-30T08:11:00.000-05:002004-09-30T08:18:04.396-05:00

i've been working a lot for the film festival, and it's a lot of fun. well, mostly it's been a lot of sitting around and falling asleep, so far, but it's a welcome change after being on my feet running around serving pricks for 8 hours at benny's. i like it a lot, and i'm really glad i'm doing it. i've also started sending out resumes to post-production houses. before i moved to chicago, i had a

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1096007637586509622004-09-24T01:30:00.000-05:002004-09-24T01:33:57.586-05:00

i just got off work. it's 1:30am and i had a horrific - horrific - night at benny's. but i will say this: the majority of our customers tonight had all come from this 5k race "run hit wonders" or something like that, and they were all super nice. super nice. and it reminded me of when i worked at cosi and some runners came in after the shamrock shuffle and they were super nice too. so, i don't

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1095957976895668542004-09-23T11:42:00.000-05:002004-09-23T11:52:07.316-05:00

anna is right: where the hell have all the bloggers gone?! i am blogging today to get myself back in the habit. mike is gone, joe is gone, shannon is... hey she's back! i totally just checked her site to link her here and she is totally blogging again. yesss! well, as for the rest of you, no excuses. no excuses. except for joe is probably pretty busy with the film fest and site 9 and mike is...

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1095877216910601912004-09-22T13:15:00.000-05:002004-09-22T13:20:16.910-05:00

... well for several reasons. 1) tucker chewed up my ethernet cable about 4 days ago and i just got a new one, 2) i have to occupy myself until work because i feel really restless, and 3) betsy is posting again after months of not posting and even she told me it had been a long time since i updated. tucker started puppy obedience classes today and i'm happy to say not only is he one of the

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1094043922060683082004-09-01T08:02:00.000-05:002004-09-01T08:05:22.060-05:00

today is wednesday. and tomorrow is thursday. i know that. you know that. but, the difference is... i don't really feel like i know that. i have today and tomorrow off, so it feels like saturday and sunday. kris' alarm just went off, why the hell is her alarm going off on a saturday? wait, wednesday. oh right. the major upset to this disorientation is that when i go back to work on friday, i'm

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1093563234706854432004-08-26T18:29:00.000-05:002004-08-26T18:34:13.883-05:00

things are pretty good, i suppose. work is coming along slowly- until i get the hang of it and start doing really well, i'm just going to keep getting the shaft on which sections i work. for example, it looked rainy and gross yesterday, so they put me and a couple other new people on the patio section because they knew it wouldn't be busy. of course it started to rain. i had two tables and was

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1092860049631799222004-08-18T15:08:00.000-05:002004-08-18T15:14:09.630-05:00

well, i've started working at bennigan's and i like it. it's fast-paced and pretty fun so far. so far meaning up until today and up until today i've work a total of maybe 6 hours. for training, i would be there only for the height of the lunch rush before i got sent home. not for any reason other than it costs a lot to train someone because they are basically eating money and slowing things down.

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1092097219735500762004-08-09T19:16:00.000-05:002004-08-09T19:20:51.463-05:00

that would be a good title for a tv show. anyway, shine and pentium. pentium i am proud to say is a really good-looking fish. i just noticed it the other day, because apparently i don't look at him as much as i just feed him, say "hey pentium. what's goin' on?" and then i'm on my merry way. however, he's really beautiful, he's red and flowy, and mad as hell. yep, he's oh-kay. (josh, sorry this

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1091811855166337872004-08-06T12:02:00.000-05:002004-08-06T12:24:31.696-05:00

so if you guys don't know it yet, i get very nervous. and very very anxious. so much so that i grind my teeth hardcore when i sleep. i don't know why i'm so nervous. it's gotten worse since i've gotten older, obviously, because i've gotten more responsiblities and i live in a big city and i don't have a "real job." things that i'm stressing over now are two-fold: my new job at bennigan's that

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1091475491877269212004-08-02T14:30:00.000-05:002004-08-02T14:40:53.933-05:00

i've got a lot of free time. my new job doesn't start until saturday so i've got time to spare. today i was literally lying around in my underpants watching tv. it's what i do. it's kind of a pain to watch actual cable because we don't have a clicker, so i either put it on vh1 or tbs and just leave it. or i watch "the royal tenenbaums" on dvd and fall asleep to it. i've done that 3 times this

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1091118831589915452004-07-29T11:25:00.000-05:002004-07-29T11:35:12.976-05:00

so shannon is moving away. far away. to korea. for 6 months or maybe even a year. she was gonna go with her friend yongok (young-oak), but yongok has a big opportunity here as an animator, so she may not be going. however, yongok needs a favor. enter shine. shine is yongok's beta fish. shannon watched him all winter while yongok was back in korea for break from school. i was in charge of

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1090941639045493942004-07-27T10:18:00.000-05:002004-07-27T10:20:39.046-05:00

i figured it out. what was holding me down. what was holding me back. fuck you cosi. that's right, i quit. i feel much better than i have in a really long time. they were shitty people to work for, bottom line. my old GM and AM at south michigan were the only people who seemed to be looking out for me, and i'm totally grateful to them. everyone else though needs to learn how to treat people.

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1090791324219074382004-07-25T16:32:00.000-05:002004-07-25T16:36:48.756-05:00

made you look.

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drawin' a blank here people. got nothing to blog about. i've done it all already. job? check. chicago? check. warmth or lack thereof in chicago? check check. love, kate

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1088835797225036042004-07-03T01:06:00.000-05:002004-07-03T11:17:45.366-05:00

the one time - the one time - a boy i don't know talks to me on the subway, it's a weird and unnecessary situation. let me start by describing what he looks like. the same coloring as chris cornell, only shorter. probably less cool. he's wearing black shorts that end about three inches above where his black socks start. black shoes. black wife beater. i look at my own outfit and realize that i

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1088651205149433632004-06-30T22:04:00.000-05:002004-06-30T22:07:39.563-05:00

do you ever have one memory that is just nice to think about? i have one. i think about it all the time. kate

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i hate moving. we have so much shit. we also did everything the wrong way. kris was on vacation in north carolina, so we didn't really start packing until, the night before? ugh. it was the worst. we packed and simultaneously unpacked. it took forever. and a lot of walking down the block and across the street and then up three flights of stairs. we still have so much stuff to get. the good news

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1087588638633982872004-06-18T14:46:00.000-05:002004-06-18T14:57:18.633-05:00

what a stressful few weeks. well, summer, actually. i'm done at my cosi. done and done. it makes me really sad. i miss angel. i miss elfego. i miss john! and my evil twin sister sondra. sigh. i miss them. lots. if anyone sees them, tell them so, okay? as of yesterday, i started working at the orland park cosi. suck. it's weird because the customers are snobby suburb people and they don't know

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1086837862669800272004-06-09T22:19:00.000-05:002004-06-09T22:35:09.470-05:00

and i should be out like a light. all week i've been getting up at 4 to be at work by 5:30. work is getting stressful. i like that i'm learning new things and i make maybe 2 lattes a day and i'm actually challenging myself and doing things wrong, but it's still hard to be out of familiar waters. man i could run my side of the restaurant, but now i've got safes to count down and produce orders and

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1086663494750814592004-06-07T21:52:00.000-05:002004-06-07T22:29:32.576-05:00

pentium update: he's still not eating a whole lot. when i first got him, he never ever ate and i was certain he would die, but he's still here. i don't know how he does it. i'll put food in one day and then the next day the food pellet would still be there, floating at the top, all bloated with water. it worried me because computer ate the 3 pellets i gave him twice a day with gusto. but not

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1086222941862709552004-06-02T19:27:00.000-05:002004-06-02T19:35:41.863-05:00

well here i go. i'm off to miami. then to seattle. i'll be training to be a team leader for commandos, which was my previous title which means that i'll be training people how to train people. cosi is sending me to miami for two weeks. then pretty much right after that i'm off to miami to do the same thing only this time i'd be an official team leader and not a team leader in training. which is

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1085928368909027602004-05-30T09:37:00.000-05:002004-05-30T09:46:08.910-05:00

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

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1085859190478810072004-05-29T14:27:00.000-05:002004-05-29T14:35:24.626-05:00

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, "

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1085536311893545812004-05-25T20:38:00.000-05:002004-05-25T20:51:51.893-05:00

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

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1085252721516990762004-05-22T13:59:00.000-05:002004-05-22T14:05:21.516-05:00

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

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1085100121557808562004-05-20T19:26:00.000-05:002004-05-20T19:42:18.943-05:00

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

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1084731460857710472004-05-16T13:15:00.000-05:002004-05-16T13:20:42.640-05:00

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

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1084507828393164122004-05-13T22:58:00.000-05:002004-05-13T23:32:07.433-05:00

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

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1084377795338339872004-05-12T10:54:00.000-05:002004-05-12T13:52:24.140-05:00

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

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1084243028835807082004-05-10T21:33:00.000-05:002004-05-10T21:37:08.836-05:00

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

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1083965203993501512004-05-07T16:26:00.000-05:002004-05-07T16:31:48.873-05:00

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

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1083207012921114332004-04-28T21:50:00.000-05:002004-04-28T21:54:28.843-05:00

hello and goodbye. i'm leaving for a whole week!! i'll miss cosi, sorta. i'll miss my regulars, sorta. i'll totally miss my friends who come in for sure. and i'll miss my co-workers for sure. but man oh man i cannot wait to go home and spend some t-i-m-e with my family. so for those of you who i don't see before i leave... um, i'll just, ya know, see you soon. i'm not moving for pete's sake.

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1082958333515152812004-04-26T00:45:00.000-05:002004-04-26T00:49:45.560-05:00

NOTE: i don't know who is telling what to who, but i am here to say that "kissing on the mouth" is nothing but an attempt for 4 people who love filmmaking to create something that is new and artistic and most certainly professional. it contains sex, but what doesn't. sex is a byline to the main story, and is most certainly not the main topic. it's a film about 20somethings and life after college

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1082732436550961972004-04-23T10:00:00.000-05:002004-04-24T08:58:29.043-05:00

i mean, honestly. the other night, the 21st, was the denali/cursive show. shannon and i meet andy and his sister outside the metro, ready to rock and ready to see denali. i'm extra excited to see cursive since i'd never seen them play before. "denali isn't here." say what? the next 10 minutes are sort of a blur. shannon has a huge crush on cam, so i spent most of my time calming her down. she

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1082521249004860542004-04-20T23:20:00.000-05:002004-04-20T23:32:57.326-05:00

houston. they broke up. agh. another one! in true indie rock style, houston split up. fuck. this makes me think. normally, i listen to music while i blog. ...and while i do anything in my room. or anywhere. but this is important. i'm turning it off. it starts with shiner. see the life and times in my links. allen i love you. anyway. shiner's last show in KC was indescribable. they were and are

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1082255973166940492004-04-17T21:39:00.000-05:002004-04-17T21:43:34.106-05:00

what is it like to be rich and/or married? these are two things i'd like to find out the answer to. love, kate

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1082085764127903332004-04-15T22:22:00.000-05:002004-04-15T22:26:42.653-05:00

chicago and it's warm. i walked around in a short sleeved t-shirt on the way home from work. it makes me happy that it's so warm out. as we all know, the cold is part of the reason i don't want to be here for another winter. that fucking wind. the windows are open now and i'm wearing shorts to bed. i don't have anything to say other than i'm glad it's warm out. i have a lot that i want to say,

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1081802911140485262004-04-12T15:48:00.000-05:002004-04-12T15:54:44.200-05:00

my friend joe had a rough week. one of his friends died. i had only met greg a couple times, but he was nice. i liked his ears. anyway, it made me scared of how fragile everything is. when kris told me what happened, i wanted to call everyone and make sure they were okay. i wanted to drive to collinsville and make my brothers crouch in a hole with me where i could just hold onto them for the rest

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1081453237180903042004-04-08T14:40:00.000-05:002004-04-08T14:44:55.513-05:00

hey I read your blog and I think Louis Armstrong said it best when he said " What good is sittin' alone in your room Come hear the music play, yes Life is a cabaret old chum Come to the cabaret Put down that knittin', the book and the broom Time for a holiday, yes Life is a cabaret old chum So come to the cabaret Come taste the wine, come hear that band Yes, it's time for celebratin'

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1081264134600492052004-04-06T10:08:00.000-05:002004-04-06T10:19:28.560-05:00

i'm not going into work until 12 today, and it feels so weird. i mean, i'm actually up and awake and just sitting around in my pajamas until i have to really start getting dressed and stuff. but now i have to stay until late, and i hate staying after 5. eh. i had a dream last night that someone went through the line next to mine at work and he was wearing an engine down shirt. something like

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once again, another ambiguous title. i should start a contest and see if anyone can guess what song it's from. it was so nice outside today. the fact that chicago is still windy and cold is (slightly) made up for by the fact that it's really sunny outside. and daylight savings means that it stays lighter later. this is something i can live with. someone from st. louis came up to visit me this

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1081023360791528152004-04-03T14:16:00.000-06:002004-04-03T14:27:25.653-06:00

it only just occurred to me to write about this. it happened last week sometime. probably on tuesday or wednesday. i was in an okay mood for having gotten up at 6. and i was being pleasant to my customers for once instead of just indifferent. then the lady came up. you've seen those old women who look like they should be on a cruise with their straw hats with loud scarves on them, big sunglasses,

katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05686462161788421120noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6127057.post-1080358643768671622004-03-26T21:37:00.000-06:002004-03-26T21:40:54.530-06:00

i have a habit of leaving away messages (or blog titles) that are whatever lyrics i'm listening to at the moment. i can't get enough of it. every line, when used ambiguosly, is really great. no one else knows what it is. i wish i was a musician. i wish i knew what it was all about. but then again, i'm glad music is sort of an art form i'll never learn. it's too great, and i don't want to ruin its

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