Every time I move... which is a surprisingly frequent occurrence... I have this same ridiculous hope. That hope, is that at my going away party or some last hurrah... one of my guy friends would confess he's been crazy about me the whole time, and wishes I didn't have to go. We'd curse the fates, down our glasses of wine, and sneak off somewhere for one night of earth-shattering... amusement.
In the morning, we'd realize that this is how it was meant to be. It was a night neither of us will forget, but we're not sad to let it go, at least for the moment. After one last gripping kiss, I'd grab my bags and head to the airport. It would sting - leaving him behind - but as I stepped onto the plane, I'd feel like I was ready for anything. (And, that I'd be sure to have a reason to come back and visit.)
Anyhoodle, tonight I'm having my going away party. I'm about 99% positive this scenario won't happen, but you can't blame a girl for dreaming!
Love,
Katie
26 February 2010
24 February 2010
23 February 2010
Totally forgot to tell you...
If you haven't heard... this week I happened to become a stunt woman... by accident.
See... I had just gotten my car back from the dealership (did I mention it locked me out at 11 pm on Folly Beach? Yeah.) Anyhoo, I went to grab it out of my garage for my first drive around Charleston in almost a week, and nearly hit a man as I skipped through the door to the garage. Turns out, two men were pumping water (?) out of some place in the garage, and they were trekking a huge hose from one end to the other. It didn't get in the way of me pulling out, but as I went to go hit the garage opener, I realized they had left their junk right next to it... blocking my way.
With a huff, I stopped the car, threw it in park, and jumped out. Little did I know... "Park" was actually "Reverse," and my car started ACCELERATING BACKWARDS!!!! So I, in my 5 inch platform sandals sprinted full tilt towards my car as it sped ever faster towards the back wall, grabbed the top of the door, and swung myself into the drivers seat. A split second later I was slamming on the breaks... and accidentally hitting the horn. It wasn't until then that I realized the guys had been yelling the whole time... for as the blood finally quit rushing in my ears, I heard: "Ooooooh... shit, man!"
I threw the car in park again (this time for sure), hopped out, shook the anxiety out my arms, hit the garage button, and then PEELED THE FUCK OUT of my garage. It took me a few minutes to realize that I was just about as impressed with myself as I was embarrassed. ;-)
Love,
Katie
See... I had just gotten my car back from the dealership (did I mention it locked me out at 11 pm on Folly Beach? Yeah.) Anyhoo, I went to grab it out of my garage for my first drive around Charleston in almost a week, and nearly hit a man as I skipped through the door to the garage. Turns out, two men were pumping water (?) out of some place in the garage, and they were trekking a huge hose from one end to the other. It didn't get in the way of me pulling out, but as I went to go hit the garage opener, I realized they had left their junk right next to it... blocking my way.
With a huff, I stopped the car, threw it in park, and jumped out. Little did I know... "Park" was actually "Reverse," and my car started ACCELERATING BACKWARDS!!!! So I, in my 5 inch platform sandals sprinted full tilt towards my car as it sped ever faster towards the back wall, grabbed the top of the door, and swung myself into the drivers seat. A split second later I was slamming on the breaks... and accidentally hitting the horn. It wasn't until then that I realized the guys had been yelling the whole time... for as the blood finally quit rushing in my ears, I heard: "Ooooooh... shit, man!"
I threw the car in park again (this time for sure), hopped out, shook the anxiety out my arms, hit the garage button, and then PEELED THE FUCK OUT of my garage. It took me a few minutes to realize that I was just about as impressed with myself as I was embarrassed. ;-)
Love,
Katie
22 February 2010
The Feeding Habits of Unicorns
Miss Kelley sent me this amazing link. I suggest to most of you that you don't watch the very end of the clip... I was disturbed.
The Feeding Habits of Unicorns
Love,
Katie
The Feeding Habits of Unicorns
Love,
Katie
Double-take...
Guess what??!!!
I've just been informed by a friend that I have a stripper doppelganger!!! Not only that, but she will apparently beat the living daylights out of you for $50 at Show and Tell in Philadelphia. Her other talents are things I'm not quite so proud of...
This has created a wonderful situation for me. You see, any time I do anything crazy from now on... I'm blaming it on my stripper doppelganger!!!! (Unless I want to take the credit, that is.)
Love,
Katie
I've just been informed by a friend that I have a stripper doppelganger!!! Not only that, but she will apparently beat the living daylights out of you for $50 at Show and Tell in Philadelphia. Her other talents are things I'm not quite so proud of...
This has created a wonderful situation for me. You see, any time I do anything crazy from now on... I'm blaming it on my stripper doppelganger!!!! (Unless I want to take the credit, that is.)
Love,
Katie
20 February 2010
To be honest...
This is 100% the reason why I've been teaching myself photoshop...
Original photo from my Holiday Card
Brunette Katie
Redhead Katie
I've decided to go a little deeper blond, so that I'll no longer have roots... but no darker than that. It's quite obvious that any sort of dye job would be disappointing, despite the fact that I'd LOVE to be the kind of person that changes their hair color every few months. Thank you, Photoshop CS4, I guess.
Love,
Katie
17 February 2010
Adam Lambert...
It has happened. I have forgiven Adam Lambert for sticking a poor, defenseless dancer's face in his crotch on national television. Why? Because he just did THIS on national television:
You've been served... person on cell phone!!!
Ahahaha... he managed to be mean, polite, and funny. Kudos, Adam.
Love,
Katie
You've been served... person on cell phone!!!
Ahahaha... he managed to be mean, polite, and funny. Kudos, Adam.
Love,
Katie
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