Month: September 2005

  • “I’ve never looked better & you can’t stand it.” –Panic! at the Disco


     


    So, Roberts is the newest Supreme Court Chief Justice. Welp…. Seeya later, actual justice. Seriously, this country's politics sicken me. George Bush makes me want to vomit- I am ashamed to call him my President. Jonah Matranga had it right when he said, “you wonder how the motherfucker ever got in.”


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    Bowling festivities tonight! Seriously, people, if you’re gonna come, BOWL. An every-once-in-awhile cop-out is fine, but I’m getting sick of being the only consistent bowler.



     


    Do you ever meet someone & know that you’re destined to be friends with them? It’s really rare, I think, to know it that quickly- people who are just in line with you, on the same page, automatically. I was thinking about my destiny-friends last night & what’s funny is that I can only think of 3, and two are at OU—Meredith & Tom. I miss them.


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    Let me reinforce my rabid Bush-hatingness. Republicanism is seriously beyond my comprehension.


      


    I don’t think I bombed Geology, which is superb. My prof reminds me of an evil Santa Claus. Also, I think he hates me & Lisa cuz he wrote on our quizzes, “Perhaps you should sit in a row closer to the board,” when we bombed it two weeks ago.


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    You don’t want no drama. No, no drama. Ughhhhh.

  • "Haven’t you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door?"


     


    Massive Geology exam tomorrow… like cations & isotopes & subvergance zones relate to my life at ALL???


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    Chew on this:


    “I Write Sins, Not Tragedies” – Panic! at the Disco


    “The Good Kind” – The Wreckers


    “Hide and Seek” – Imogen Heap


    “Shimmy Shimmy Quarter Turn” – Hellogoodbye


    “I’ve Got My Own Problems to Fix” – Smoosh


    “Southern Belles in London Sing” – The Faint 


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    Gauchos are a little bit like a tall man’s culottes, don’t you agree? Only… worn  by short people. I confess to owning a pair. But they're not teal (see below).


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    Twenty-two days until I’m kickin’ it in Athens- they pre-game harder than you party, bitches.


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    No, this won’t be a sad song- there’s gonna be claps & singing along.


    Don’t you see?


    I get it now.

  • “We long for these (these obvious things) when we can feel complete inside.” Denison Witmer-


     


    Maybe the weirdest (& grossest) thing ever is finding a pair of someone else’s underwear in your bedroom. And having no idea who or where they came from. Yeah, there’s a pair of silky beige Victoria’s Secret size medium undies on my floor that I refuse to touch.


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    I got my hurr did yesterday & I’m on the fence. I feel A) goth, B) masculine, C) emo, D) cute or E) a mixture of all of the above. I like this pic, tho, cuz it makes me look skinny & small, even if I’m not.


     


    Saw DENISON WITMER tonight for free at Borders on the Strip. He signed my CD with X’s & O’s & I was the envy of all my friends. Also, Brandon & Kevin & I got all “hopped up on the Q”…. a.k.a. coffee?


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    The Oktoberfest is this weekend. I live for the Oktoberfest. I adore it. I anxiously await it. Needless to say--- is it the weekend yet?!


     


    Auto response from GlossAndSauce:


    can i be your addiction?


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    Heretic Teacher: sure.. but you better taste better than alcohol and be cheaper than cocaine.


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  • “There is always something there to take our hearts like thieves.” –Sleeping At Last-


     


    I’m pretty sure everyone I know is mad at me in some form or another today. Which is awesome, let me assure you.


     


    Last nite was a rockin’ good time playing Wordster with Kabrian & sneaking beers into the bathroom for the underagers.
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    What was NOT a rockin’ good time was when I got drunk enough to call practically everyone in my phone book & then argue with half of them.


     


    Additionally, both the Browns & the Tribe lost. It’s hard knocks being a Cleveland sports fan, let me tell you.


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    Even the season premieres of Desperate Housewives and Grey’s Anatomy, fabulous as they were,  were not enough to raise tonight’s spirits. Here’s hoping tomorrow looks way, way up.

  • “Sipping on Coke & rum, I’m like, ‘So what? I’m drunk.’” –R. Kelly


     


    Last night was Jess & Lisa's party for Andrew while he’s briefly home from Iraq . And by party I mean it was a bunch of us crammed in their living room joking around & drinking… which is totally my idea of how a party ought to be, even if I DD’ed.


    Me: Andrew! It’s Katy. When are you coming over? I iced your cake!


    Lisa: Damn it, Katyyyy! It was a surprise!


    Me: I mean, if there was a cake I would have iced it, but there’s not.


    Lisa: Tell him you’re drunk.


    Me: I’m drunk!


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    I’m obsessed with Harry Potter until the next movie comes out. Does anyone wanna go see it with me? If not, I’m going to have to force myself upon Michele Thomas and her high school friends & be the creepy “old” girl who tags along…


     


    This just in: I miss my boyfriend, who works way past midnight evvvvery night. Me so lonely.


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    I bought an OSU hoodie for ten smackeroos yesterday. How ‘bout them Bucks?! Also, KSU lost to OU today, in a game that I couldn’t choose a side for.


     


    Headed down to A-K-Rowdy (north side, Summit County) for a little freakin’ weekend socializing. I look boobalicious tonight. Seriously- Marisa-and-Annie style!
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  • “It’s true what you said; I live like a hermit in my own head.” –Death Cab for Cutie-


     


    When the “Clovers” left me I was so fucked up that I thought no one else would ever want to be friends with me. I had these friends who I thought were so great & then they abandoned me when I needed them most & I was desperately afraid that it would happen all over again. I refused to notice that people liked me and, hey, even wanted to be friends with me. I pushed people away, mainly would-be sorority friends… because I was afraid of being the one who didn’t work out again. I was afraid of being left behind, of being the “weird” girl again.


     


    And so I shut myself off & I shut myself up & no one ever saw me for what I was. If they saw it, they couldn’t get to it, because I could never be myself at OU after that first year. I was so hurt & so scared & so insecure about my worthiness as a friend that I turned away from everyone, no matter how badly I ached for them.


     


    And now, I’m me again. Now, I’m who I’ve been inside all along, who I am supposed to be. I talk to the girls from OU who I should have been friends with- the girls I should have stuck around for. I talk to them & I wish they could see me now, as I really am, because they never got that from me. They only saw little pieces of it- and now, I’m back & in full swing & I wish I could have a do-over on the whole OU thing.


     


    A wise young man once said, “Regret, you’ll find, at best is a waste of your time.” So I don’t regret- and finally, my bitterness is gone, because it was no one’s fault but my own that I became the way I did. I lost respect for some people & was disappointed in others, but I don’t care anymore. They’re just another experience that made me stronger…


     


    So I don’t regret… I just miss the people, and what I could have been with them while I was there, if only I could’ve pulled myself together. I’m so grateful to have myself back in the spirit & soul & sense of mind that I belong in… and I miss the girls I should have been with all along during my three years in Athens.


     


    Less then a month til my first visit. I can’t wait.

  • “You never wanna stop- you always wanna feel this way.” –The Format-


     


      EDIT: A cryptic Protected is up.


     


    Has anyone else ever contemplated the hilarity of the default away message on AIM that says “I am not available because I am playing a computer game that takes up the whole screen”? Like, was this some programmer’s nerdy bad joke?


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    I wiped out in the parking lot today when I rolled my ankle on a curb. Sweet start to my day.


     


    Fashion faux-pas note- rolling backpacks. Toted by their owners as a convenience rather than a constraint, I have to wonder if all that extra effort is worth it. Yes, effort. When you’re going downhill, you have to pace yourself to match your wheel speed; when you’re going up onto a curb, you have to physically lift your backpack. And really, all you get out of it is looking like a big toolbag.
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    Some lady from the Beacon Journal is interviewing me & Ameir tomorrow for being Jewish & Muslim & friends. So that’s pretty badass. Goooo diversity.


     


    Jess is filling me in on Sig Kap gossip like the good sister she is. Man, I miss this shit.


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    Please note that in the following conversation, Peebles meant he was diving into some Ben & Jerry's ice cream. This fabulous comedy ensued:



    Auto response from too dang electrk: diving headfirst into my comp sci studying -- annnd some b&j's.  mmm.


    GlossAndSauce: dont study
    GlossAndSauce: fuck that class
    too dang electrk: i have tooo
    GlossAndSauce: god knows your diving into bj's head first
    GlossAndSauce: hahaaaaaaa
    too dang electrk: ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
    too dang electrk: i should change that

  • “You cannot bring somebody joy but you can find it by trying.” –Gratitude-


     


    I finished my seven-page “Mean Girls” paper last night & lo & behold, my printer is on the fuckin’ fritz. Lisa saved my life by printing it for me.


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      The word of the night is "crotchal." Why haven't my friends & I rented a house together yet? We're so flipping fun.


     


    I’ve decided my social drinking style is much more barfly than club-hopper.  Makes me even more excited to hit up Court Street when I visit OU.


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    Today I saw an old lady painting her fingernails while she was driving. Okay, coming from the Master of Automobile Multitasking Herself, this struck even me as a bit extreme & well, dangerous. Applying eyeliner? Sure. Braiding your hair? Yep. But painting your nails?! Yikes.


     


    Okay, so this is cheesy but I don’t care... A lot of you guys are going through some shitty stuff right now & it’s so hard to find the right words to make any of you feel better… but if you need me, I will always, always be here. I love you all so much & for everything you’ve helped me through- I owe you big.


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  • “This is the story of a girl…” –Ninedays-


     


    I hope when I visit OU, I make it onto someone’s away message. Joanie’s visiting this weekend & I’ve counted 6 away messages that include her so far. Thus, my goal is seven, haha.


     


    Tonight I sat around playing handheld Tetris & watching Harry Potter & The Chamber of Secrets. Marisa says I shouldn’t tell anyone that.


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    People keep complimenting me on the cut & color of my hair but it’s freaking me out cuz I haven’t done anything to it since June. This is the in-between 'do. Is my shaggy in-betweener better than my post-salon look?!?!


     


     I was all excited that the city of CF celebrates the halfway-to-St.-Patrick’s-Day point with a Riverfront festival… but man was I disappointed when we got there & found one band, one beer stand, one food kiosk & like, 100 people. So lame.



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    Brandon & I had a minor texting feud last night in regards to bands with numbers in their name. There are SO many, honestly. List some- annnnd GO.


     


    PS, I popped Crystal’s Panera cherry.


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  • “Same old shit, but on a different day.” –Nickelback-


     


    Peebs & Amy & I are going to see GWEN STEFANI’s Love.Angel.Music.Baby Harajuku Lovers concert on December 8th at CSU & we’re paying big bucks so that we can be close-up. Could I be any more excited? (NO!)


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    I had the worst Target experience ever today. Apparently Target doesn’t do account look-ups if you forget your card, but maybe that’s a sore subject or something, because both employees that I asked were super-nasty to me. I actually called & complained to a manager as I left.


     


    I’m writing a film review for “Mean Girls” for my Argumentative Prose class. Everyone else picked deep movies, like “Shawshank Redemption” and “Eternal Sunshine” and “A Beautiful Mind.” And me? I chose a Lindsay Lohan flick. God, I’m awesome
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    What are the real words to that one Nelly song that’s like, “Down, down baby, ________________, boom, boom, baby- ready to let it go”? Because tonight I voiced my long-standing opinion that it totally sounds like those missing lyrics say, “Yoshi in a raincoat.” Seriously- sing it.


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    This weekend- party for our soldier who came home? Party with Matt for homecoming? Party somewhere else? Come on, let’s partaaaaaaay! This week moved so slowly- I deserve it!


     


    Note to self: Don’t feed my dog tacos anymore. Damn it.
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