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Monday, September 27, 2004

Circus life, under the big top world:

Less updating == more traveling. Very exciting! I know you want to know where my sexy geek lifestyle is taking me, so I'll tell you - within the next two months I will be in Philly, Lake Tahoe, New York, and Chicago, with intermittent stops in L.A. for things like customer visits, laundry, and Artwalk. As per usual, if I know you, you live in one of those cities, and you want to make out with me, let me know and I'll pencil you in. My schedule is already pretty full, though. I'll have to begin preparations now by applying liberal amounts of lip balm and doing tongue exercises.

While in Philly (which is now, incidentally), I'll be doing product installation training and my boyfriend. While in Tahoe, I'll be going to Gnomedex and spending 8 hours in a car with a good friend on the ride home doing the battle of the MP3 players, though I'll bet at least 3/4 of our track lists are the same. While in NYC, I'll be fisting having dinner with Keith and eating half price sushi with Tony and drinking Rosie O'Donnell's weight in scotch with all of my other friends. While in Chicago, I'll be wandering around exploring with the help of a good friend, since I've never been there before. In between, I'll be at home at the Brewery showing art and lounging on the sofa with my cat.

And, of course, using lots of lip balm.


babbled by Kat @ 7:27:00 PM | |


Sunday, September 19, 2004

Poker face:

Last night, I learned to play Texas Hold 'Em. Now I have a poker fire lit under my ass, and I'm determined to learn how to play poker well so I can go to Vegas and bat my eyelashes at the guys at the table and tell them it's my first time and take all of their money, kind of like what teenage hookers do, except with far, far less use of my vagina.

Also, today I decided that poker is just like Yahtzee, except it has cards, and less saying of the word "Yahtzee".


babbled by Kat @ 10:34:00 PM | |




Pirate booty:

It's talk like a pirate day!

Yarr. Pirate accessories.

David Byrne's pirates, which will go away on 9/20. But please go listen to it. It is excellent.

Also, yarrrrrr! Ahoy, matey!

And: Which pirate are you?

Enjoy your talk like a pirate day!


babbled by Kat @ 1:18:00 AM | |


Monday, September 13, 2004

Nothing to say when there's nothing to do:

I'm home. I've been home since Friday night. It's been a whirlwind of intrigue and excitement... oh wait, not really. I've just been hanging out with my friends and sleeping a lot, mostly. Nothing wrong with naps.

I'm a little depressed at the moment, though. No reason, really - everything is going well in my life. My job rules, my boyfriend is one of the most amazing people I've ever met, my friends and family rock. I'm just... whatever. Bummed. I blame it on my cursed uterus.

Also, a few of my friends are going through rough periods, which makes me sad, because I want all of my friends to be happy. So all of you, who are going through shit - I love you, and I'm hoping against hope that everything works out for you.

God, I'm sappy. Fucking uterus.


babbled by Kat @ 1:21:00 AM | |


Wednesday, September 01, 2004

Never trust a big butt and a smile:

Dear Tony Pierce,

Thank you ever so much for the birthday present. You already know that I think you're a fabulous writer, and now I know you have great taste in music as well. I was very surprised by the unexpected birthday gift, and was even more surprised (and quite pleased, I might add) when I found out who the sender was. Thank you very much. The CD is in VERY heavy rotation at the moment.

Love,
Kat

P.S. Everyone go read Tony's site right now!

P.P.S. Tell me what song that lyric in the post title is from and I'll give you one whole tenth of a dollar.


babbled by Kat @ 12:29:00 AM | |