Fer serious

Well I guess I am off the hook for my WebAssign...assignments. I still cannot log in and I have no clue why. I signed in with my teacher the other day after class and she was able to access my shit and then I try and do it and I get rejected. Right now however, I'm not really complaining. More reading for you! Oh shit. Speaking of that. I do have some reading I can do....

But anways. Hah. I'm liking this thing more and more. If its just cuz its distracting me from work I dunno, but I like it. Its nice exposing myself to the world. No shame peeps. I am curious to see who looks at this but it is probably a better thing that I don't know.

Eavesdropping at its finest right now. I'm in the library and someone poor guy (or girl?) is getting shut down on the phone by this girl.
"Sorry but I think we should just be friends...". BURN. That sucks. I feel for the poor bastard.

So as you can probably tell I am in a much better mood than I was earlier today. Things were not just happening for me and I wasn't taking it lightly...which is stupid. Surprisingly I actually enjoyed my German film class and that made my dreaded three and a half hours go by much more quickly. The movie we watched was not terribly long and actually had a story-line that made complete sense. The Adventures of Munchhausen. Watch it (not the American version).

Oh god. Why did I have to find this website.

http://www.yearbookyourself.com/

Yup.

Getting nothing done tonight.

http://yytaub.images.omniti.com/assets/uploads/yearbook_img/csyuXVV0RhugazPApx3R63UGnXJLToeX.jpg

Fuckin right. Definitely fro-in it out tomorrow.

Okay everyone is doing work around me. Time to go.

The little things

Okay so I just typed out a very long blog and technology fucked me over. I somehow signed out in the middle of it? Bullshit. I'm sure you would have enjoyed it too.

That just kind of put me over the edge. Today has just been one of THOSE days (I seem to have a lot of them). When every little thing that normally doesn't really matter, just goes fucking wrong.

Very frustrated right now. Will write more later.

Peace. Out.

New form of procrastination?...I think so!

Oh hello fellow blogging friends I am back again to ramble some more. This time I am here to procrastinate on my German film homework because I hate that class with a passion and it can suck it.

Aimee just showed me a lovely video from this summer of us lip-syncing to the Sum 41 song Fat Lip. I am so glad I have a friend who can be just as silly as me and not find me weird. GAHBAGINS. (Goatskins? - spell check).

I'm sorry. Inside joke. That was mean. Inside jokes are so cruel when you are on the outside. Sorry!!!

Yes well, today has been completely unproductive just like these past three days have been. I am really not motivated and my head is in party mode. Not really party mode more like...silly mode. Lounge around and nothing mode. Laugh a lot. I'm in the mood for some ab-hurting laughter. Make me laugh.


sporkle711: I CAN'T EVEN FUNCTION

AMEN.

This is hard.

Monday morning...

Im at work.

Enough said.

Although something wonderful just happened. The new receptionist has just shown me how to dial out on the office phones. Don't laugh at me. This shit is like fucking figuring out a time bomb. On Friday I honestly played around with it for a good 20 minutes. Could not figure it out. So I asked her since she was new and it was all fresh in her mind and she told me all these different codes and number arrangements and I honestly wanted to make love to her. Now I don't have to stare at the phone anymore and wonder who the fuck would create something so complicated. THANK YOU REBECCA.

But yeah, I'm quitting this job and its the first time Ive ever quit a job and I kind of feel like a failure. Which is ridiculous because...its a fucking campus job. However I already have another job lined up which is good cuz I DEFINITELY need some cash money. I am proud to say that I will now be working the circulation desk at the good ol' Homer Babbidge Library. Circulating books and hoes. You know. I like the library. I like to read hence why I like the library. Wish I wasn't so damn tired all the time and had time to read leisurely. Balls. I need to read East of Eden again. Put my head on straight.

I had an awful conversation last night with someone very close to me. It was awful but good at the same time. One of those "I'm glad we had this talk" talk. Consisted of tears, awkward silences , rude comments, the whole shebang. (Shebang?). But in the end still no consensus. Still no answer. I need answers. I don't like to play things by ear (I hate that expression). I really don't know what to do. I don't know what is best for me or the other party involved. All I know is something is telling me to go. Walk away before it gets messy because as I have come to realize I am the queen of messiness. Alright I'm not that bad...don't judge. I just have my moments.

Hah. Rebecca came up to me and asked if I would cover for her while she had a smoke. If anyone asks she is in the bathroom. She also told me that if I hated this job that she could get me a job in the library mail room. We are gunna be friends.

Okay I need to go. I need to do my job. Or pretend like I'm doing something.

Its been swell.

Okay so...

Im back.

Im sitting in the Student Union right now grimy as fuck and you know, I dont really care. I am very glad I am not one of those bitches that goes apeshit trying to look nice all the time. Take me as I am suckaz!

Anyway, I really dont know why I am back here. I am reading someones blog but they dont know that I know they have a blog and its woooonderful. Mwahaha. Oh the creepiness of the Internet. Yeah while Im talking about the Internet, fuckin, I gotta hide all my facebook pictures from my crew friends.

"Do not...and I repeat do not, post pictures of you online with alcohol". - Words of NCAA representative.

WELL FUCK. So I might as well not have a facebook. It actually is quite scary that pretty much all of my pictures are alcohol related. Some people have told me that it makes me look like an alcoholic. Which is not true at all. Half the time I curse its name and wonder why I even participate in activities involving it. At the same time I often praise it and love the warmness and good saucy talks it brings. But overall as long as the hate/love balance is kept in check I think its all good. WORD.

Oh, Aimee and I came up with a lovely idea. "Saucy talks with Katie Kabot" - Our new...err saucy...talk show. I really hope you, whoever you may be, knows what sauce and sauciness is when you read this. Or else you will be utterly confused. But yeah, this summer we did something of the like and if you want to take a look as to what these future talk show episodes will be like...see my videos on facebook. Me and A$ at our finest. Shit.

Matt Chen just come online and I am extremely happy to talk to his fine self so I will see you bitches lattaaaaah.

Stay well. I kind of like you. :) Kind of.

Oh hot damn, this is my jam

Sometimes I feel like such a fruit writing in this shit. Thats mean of me to say becuase I know a lot of people that blog and they arent fruits. Fruity?

Overall, this weekend was...good. I think? I hope so. I dunno. Making no sense? DEFINITELY.

I really dont know what Im gunna do. I have many different options and I dont know which ones are the most sensible and which ones are not. But is being sensible really necessary? Like, this is me we're talking about. I dont have much sense and when the fuck have I ever started to care whether I want to make sense or not. Either way its been tearin up my brain and Im not too happy about it. A decision has to be in the near future and I have a feeling I won't like it very much. I dont like letting people go and I also dont like letting people in. Tug of war.

The leaves are turning. Today is nice.

OH SHIT

Its mother fucking Friday. Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees.

I have gone up and down and down and up and up up up today. I've been all over the place. It is crazy what certain days and the weather can do to your brain. CRAZY.

Overall this week has been...interesting? Hm. Will report more later I suppose but right now I am VERY excited to drink some sauce.

Jumbled!

STATISTICS YOU BE BLOWIN UP MY BRAIN.

BLANK

Oh blogging.

I just got that strange twist in my stomach when I look at a map of Greenwich. Such a weird place to think about. I never EVER thought I would get so homesick for a place that has been the location of much turmoil in my life. But I love it. And I think I love it because of all the crazy shit that's gone down. I just wanna drive and smoke a cigarette (bogie?) and play some horrible rap music and be on the way to the house of a friend. Aaaahh the study. I truly do miss Aimee's study. It was like a second home to me through middle school and beyond. I can't even begin to describe the long list of things that happened in that room but I can tell you that all of it was wonderful. Maybe it didn't seem so at the time, for I know that on many occasions I have cried in there, argued on the phone with my mother, possibly even gotten into slight disagreements with Aimee. But looking back now I realize it has been absolutely perfect. You know it's weird. I think as a child and a teenager I spent more time occupying space in others people's homes than in my own. Having people in my space would always make me nervous.




Any who. Obviously this a blog. And most often you will be surprised by the words that will be written here. Most of it will be about my (enter adjective here) life. Other times it will be about the life of others. Maybe even about my environment. And when I say environment I don't mean crazy hippy shit about how I love nature, even though I do love nature. But what I mean is my surroundings. The inanimate objects of my life and how they got there and what they mean to me.

I like pictures. Pictures are good.

Attractive? Not so much.

I wish I could describe what I see in my mind. Mapquest will do. Straight forward.









Tis' all for now.