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'Member me?

2006-03-11T22:20:00.000-05:00

OMIGOSH!

It has been so so so long since I have blogged or read ya'lls blogs. BUT I'M BACK!! I have been actively looking for a job. I have to say, I love rejection which is good since I have pretty much been rejected from every job I applied for. This rejection includes an unpaid internship with Zoo Atlanta, that rocked.

So, here's what I am thinking: I am waiting to hear if I got a job in Aspen, CO/Kauai, HI for a nanny position. Everything paid for plus salary. Will you miss me?

Oh, and by the way... I got a bunny. His name is Basil and he's awesome. Two nights ago he learned to jump on my bed. If I knew how to put a photo in, I definitely would.

I also rescued three Russian Dwarf Hamsters... don't ask

MISSED YA'LL!!

Katie

Dogs v. Cats

2005-12-16T09:27:00.000-05:00

As you all know, I love cats. A little too much probably. I think this is why I like Cory and the Sportslady so much. They dote on Zoe like I dote on Reilly and Chaucer.

However,

On Wednesday John Wayne and I got a puppy and I LOVE HIM!!!!! He is the most adorable black labrador retriever. We drove to South Carolina to get him. I wish you could all see him, because he rocks. He is cuddly and little and cute.

I think I just became a dog person.

PS don't worry about Reilly and Chaucer, I am still obsessed with them!

I lied

2005-12-06T20:07:00.000-05:00

So I promised to be more consistent with my postings... I lied... It's the week before finals though, so I am pretty sure I'll be posting. After all, I always like a good distraction from studying. If you are wondering, I am posting instead of writing a 12 page paper that is due tomorrow. I am on page three, close enough, right?

I feel like I have let the Sportslady down by not posting, and then I think, what does she care? SHE'S LEAVING C TOWN!! I am very happy for ya'll. Enjoy a tropical Christmas for me.

So John Wayne is being nice to me... He's been exceptionally nice to me since we got back from Thanksgiving. This is odd. I don't know what to make of it. But then I remember I am someone "up there's" puppet. My laugh gives someone a big laugh. At least someones laughing.

I am pretty sure you can expect heartbreak in a not so distant future post. For now, kids, I'm out. Miss me. I miss ya'll.

New In The World

2005-11-27T21:23:00.000-05:00

I saw the Sportslady on Thanksgiving. She reminded me I have not kept up with my blog recently... Very true. So here I sit. I was trying to think of something interesting to include here, but there is not much.

John Wayne and I are not back on. I don't really understand what the situation is. It's complicated, that's about all I know.

School is winding down for the semester. That's good. I'm tired of it. As much as I want to graduate, I'm not sure I am ready to move out on my own and be a "real" adult. That doesn't sound like much fun (or profitable.) Ready or not, here it comes.

Speaking of graduating all of you moving to different cities or not moving to different cities should be in a good word at your respective stations about this really great, soon to be graduated person who is going to need a job. Hint: It's me.

Well kids, that's about all for me. I promise to be more consistent.

Mixed Drinks

2005-11-02T06:48:00.000-05:00

Okay, so my best friend is engaged (see previous post.) Yeah I'm happy! but considering how far I am from marriage... I was thinking about alcohol.

You Are a Mai Tai

You aren't a big drinker, but you'll drink if the atmosphere is festive.And when you're drunk, watch out! You're easily carried away.

What Mixed Drink Are You?

ENGAGED!

2005-11-02T06:36:00.000-05:00

No, not me. Are you kidding?! Have you read my blog?!

But my bestest friend in the entire world is. She got engaged yesterday to the boy she loves, which is good, because as much as I love the kid she is HIGH maintenance. I am her best friend, so I can say these things. I would post a picture of the lovely couple, but I don't know how, so imagine.

YAY for her!

Shockley

2005-10-22T20:12:00.000-04:00

I would just like to announce that if DJ Shockley is out (and his status is currently, "doubtful") I will be very displeased.

Go Dawgs!

2005-10-22T20:09:00.000-04:00

So, I should be a newscaster. Perfect since that is my major. Even more perfect that it pays so freaking well (This is why they were able to pay me so much for my internship.)

PS I stole this from the Sportslady. I like to pirate things from other people's blogs.

Your Career Type: Enterprising

You are engertic, ambitious, and sociable.Your talents lie in politics, leading people, and selling things or ideas.
You would make an excellent:
Auctioneer - Bank President - Camp DirectorCity Manager - Judge - LawyerRecreation Leader - Real Estate Agent - Sales PersonSchool Principal - Travel Agent - TV Newscaster The worst career options for your are investigative careers, like mathematician or architect.

What's" Your Ideal Career?

To Be or Not To Be

2005-10-12T07:38:00.000-04:00

I like my major classes. I really enjoyed my internship at WTVM, but as of late I have been wondering if becoming a reporter is "practical." Everyone I have talked to seems to think that you cannot survive on the pay of a reporter. Well, you can, but you have to live in a cardboard box, under the bridge and only eat Saltines and drink tap water. I am not sure this sounds so appealing... I don't like water.
So as of late I have found myself trying to figure out what else I can do in this world with the expensive skills I have learned in schoool. I refuse to do sales (come on, do you really think people would buy stuff from me? No.) And... I got nothing else... Hm. It's conundrum. Perhaps some of you people out there have a rich, male friend who would like to share his money until I figure this out? Please, don't be selfish, send me your rich, single friends.

Plagarism

2005-10-07T20:17:00.000-04:00

I stole this from Cory. However, it was so correct I also felt the need to share. Enjoy.

you are the "you're so dumb" happy bunny.
you are brutal in your words and enjoy putting
others down.

which happy bunny are you?

Mis Cumpleanos!

2005-10-05T23:05:00.000-04:00

Well, it's official. My birthday is October 9th. I know I have to remind no one of this, as you have already bought, wrapped and fed ex'd my gifts to me, but I repeat it nonetheless... I am turning the big, double deuce (22 for you math-a-phobes). Last year, I felt old. I mean what do you look forward to after 21? You're completely legal, well you cannot rent a car, but otherwise legal as hell. So, 22. Turning 22 means I have to be an adult. I don't wanna. I am getting myself a gift this year (okay, hell, I get myself a gift every year, but this is different...) Are you ready for what I am getting, me?!

I AM QUITTING THIS LOUSY ASS JOB KNOWN AS KINNUCANS.

It feels good to know that I will only be a part of this dysfunctional communist routine for a little while longer. You should contact me when I quit, I'll probably be a much nicer person.

Oh, and remember, if you fed-ex my gift tomorrow, it still may get to me before my birthday.

:)

Secret Blog

2005-10-01T23:05:00.000-04:00

I was reading "Self" magazine tonight. They discused how incredibly theraputic it is to write down your thoughts... All of them, good, bad or otherwise. They suggested writing them in a program, such as Word, after all you can secretly store them. Apparently there is a way to save your ramblings where they can only be opened with a password. I laughed at this. I think people who do this are weak. After all, you could just create a blog. You could put your weaknesses out for the world to see, and judge. You could show just how crazy you are to everyone who wishes to read. I mean, come on, who wouldn't want to do this? Passwords? Umph, that's for sissies.

Engagement

2005-09-30T18:14:00.000-04:00

John Wayne's twin sister just got engaged! John Wayne told me he has nightmares about getting married. And I thought things couldn't get better...

Grown Up Problems

2005-09-27T22:12:00.000-04:00

I have been catching up on my blog readings tonight. I don't actually have time to do it. School is slowl killing me, I worry about John Wayne (alot!), and I am working my ass off... With that being said, I realized I am very young... You all have "grown up" issues going on. Well, except for Salty Kracker. He seems to have no issues now that it is Halloween season.

My problems revolve around school (geez!), Kinnucan's and Theta... mature huh? Well I'll get there... until then it's back to the homework.

PS - Since I know none of you are looking to leave Columbus and get jobs elsewhere, please let me know if you hear of any job openings that will be coming up in the way too near future. :)

You Knew It Was Coming

2005-09-27T10:26:00.000-04:00

You knew it was coming... didn't you? You probably all expected it... The boy and I have officially called it quits.

I know I haven't written in quite sometime... but my computer is broken, you see. I use the one at work, and they don't really like it when I slack off to blog. Expect more, soon.

Miss ya'll!

The Roomies

2005-09-05T10:52:00.000-04:00

Boy Update!

Things don't look bright on the boy side... I am pretty sure I am setting myself up for heartache. The boy wants to play his last semester in college, and I understand that. What I don't understand is, why doesn't he want to play with me? I'm a very fun girl! Anyways, I am very honest with myself about the situation, but it's pretty much too hard to break it off right now. The time will come. I know I am being pathetic, but since I admit it openly it gives me a since of justification. So, there you go. I'm sure you were all on pins and needles.

Back to my roommates...
The idiot and the genius. How they got to college, I'll never know. I come in this week to find the idiot looking quizically at the oven. All the while I am thinking, to myself, don't ask her what's she doing. I don't have that much self-restraint, so I ask. She asks me what is plugged in to the outlet next to the oven. "The oven" I say. This is followed by, "wait why does an oven have to be plugged in." What do you say to that? Are you kidding? Have you ever used an oven? No, I simply put it in her terms... You know how you have to plug in an iron to make it heat up? Same concept with the oven.
Next day I go to put the trash outside in the can. The smell 15 away from the can is putrid. What the hell? The idiot has placed an entire uneaten veggie tray in the top of the can. Because it is 10000+ degrees this time of year the damn thing is rotting. Every bug this side of Atlanta has taken up residence in our trash can. I am pretty sure the relatives of whatever attacked the Sports lady are living in this garbage can. When she gets home, I remind her that it is always good to put things like that in a garbage bag before putting them out. She responds with, "Yeah, I got confused." Curious, I ask what has confused her. She tells me that she didn't know if she should put it in a new garbage bag or the one that is in our kitchen trash can, so she decided to forego (my word, pretty sure she doesn't know what it means) the bag all together.

These occurrences happen on a daily basis, yet they never cease to amaze me. I just realized that "the genius" deserves her own blog, so look for that soon.

I miss ya'll. I still have my little kitten Chaucer, so if anyone is looking for an adorable beige kitten... if not, he told me he really wanted to live with Casey Jones, so let me know when Casey's bday is.

Fear Not!

2005-08-28T17:41:00.000-04:00

Fear not fellow bloggers... I will be back. My computer is currently broken, but new posts are forthcoming!! I have a wonderful update on my roommates who I refer to as "the genius" and "the idiot." Stay tuned. I miss ya'll!!

Death of a Friend

2005-08-08T17:08:00.000-04:00

You never think that a friend is going to die. You never think that bad things can happen to you. But they do. Friday night was one of those times that reality slaps you and slaps you hard. A good friend of ours, John Henderson died. He was killed in Afghanistan. He was deployed only two and a half weeks ago. We didn't know where, and we weren't sure for how long. He was a great guy. We went out on a few dates, but in the end we were just friends. He was hilarious, he loved to talk and he definitely knew how to have a good time. There are so many good stories to tell about him. He never liked school, and it was quite obvious that he wasn't cut out for it. He knew, we knew it, but what to do? In December, he figured it out. He wanted to join the army, because he wanted to live life. He was excited about it, and we were excited that he was getting his life on track.
We will all miss him so much! It really seems unfair that a 21-year old man, who just began his life had it cut short. I hope that everyone will remember his family during such a difficult time.

My Buddies

2005-08-05T23:30:00.000-04:00

I feel as if I should write this based on my latest comment...

I admit that I have been a bit hypocritical... I might have been against blogging, and to be honest, I might still be. I really do find myself wondering why in the world I am publishing my thoughts to all of you. With that being said, I am still sitting here doing this. So I fully expect ANM and EW to join in on the fun. Think of how many people we could gang up on! I have one particular young male in mind. I'll give you a hint... he wears makeup.
Well guys, I hope that you have more exciting things going on next week and don't find yourselves crowded in a cube reading my blog... If you don't, I'll do my best to entertain you. I miss you all very much.

Boring!

2005-08-05T11:24:00.000-04:00

PS:

I know my blog page is B-O-R-I-N-G, but with the help of my genius friend, Corey, it should be kicking soon. Check back "early and often."

The Joys of Moving

2005-08-05T11:04:00.000-04:00

What a week! I'm back in Athens, and loving every minute... well, not yet, but I will be. I have been moving. Moving is probably my least favorite thing in the entire world to do (except for anything to do with roaches.) It is just such a hassle! So many boxes. So much random crap. I really don't know why I have half the things I have. Oh well.

It's also back to the job of being President of this sorority (get that stereotype out of your head right now!) What a job! Our house mother is crazy as a loon, and that is probably an understatement. I think I should be paid for having to deal with her. She called me yesterday to let me know that someone borrowed her screwdriver, but didn't put the bits back with it. What the hell do you want me to do about it lady? Okay, so I didn't say that, but I wanted to. Oh well, only four more months of her!

As for the boy, I am sad to admit that I just gave up the fight. He honestly thinks he did nothing wrong, which AMAZES me, but he wasn't changing his mind and nor was I. So I just let it go. I know it was dumb, but I swear I amaze myself with what I do for that boy. I don't know why, but I do. I'll probably keep doing it despite my better judgement. Ah!

One more thing:

When it comes to grammar, I don't have a clue. Sometimes I attempt with the commas, sometimes I don't. Forgive my weaknesses.

Pathetic

2005-07-31T18:10:00.000-04:00

I have to admit that I am wallowing in self pity right now. It's not getting me far, and it just makes me feel bad, but I am doing it and I don't plan on stopping.
I don't understand my guy. I don't understand why I keep busting my ass for him only to end up regretting it. Come up to Athens a day early, he says. "Come see me, after all we haven't seen each other in a month." So what do I do? Pack at record speed, forego all goodbyes and speed off. And what happens when I get here? Rejection. I get in town, of course expecting him to be as thrilled to see me as I am to see him, and he has other plans. I can go if I want, he tells me. Hell no I don't want to go and I don't want to pick you up when you need a ride in the middle of the night. Silly me asks him, "why are you going out when you know I came up here just to see you?" I don't get an answer. I don't know how guys manage to avoid giving answers all together, but they do. He doesn't "get" why I'm mad. (By the way, I am not mad. I have my feelings hurt, and there is a big difference.) Perhaps I am confused, but I think it's clear as day. Needless to say, I left his house quite upset. He went out. I ask my roommate's boyfriend, "why would he do this? what does it mean?" and Danny (the roommate's boyfriend) replies, "I wouldn't worry about it, it doesn't seem like a big deal to me." It's a good thing I know how to exercise self control, because I almost jumped across the table and strangled him. It IS a big deal, and I AM worrying about it. So there it is. My pathetic love life shared for all to see. And have I learned anything from this experience? I'd like to think so, but I doubt it. Next time he says "jump" I'll probably ask "how high?"

Blogging - good or bad?

2005-07-31T15:19:00.000-04:00

As I sit here trying to think of something clever to write... I find myself wondering why the hell am I writing this? I discovered the phenomenon of "blogging" while I was working at home this summer at the local TV Station. I didn't understand it at first. Why would you want to spill your guts on a website? Why would you want to show how vulnerable you are on the web? I didn't get it, but then I found myself constantly checking everyone's blogs... curious as to know what was going on their heads today. So, here I sit. Back at school, trying to put off everything I have to do, and blogging.