breaking the bank and asking for more

just scored bryan & wes tickets to red sox on thurs. Happy Birthday Bryan!
going to nyc for the weekend w/ sarah and chels. the damn met is getting 10 cents for cover charge so i can take a quick nap in the atrium before viewing the modern art section and maybe brunch on the roof? also looking forward to ny pizza, cuban bars, and real jewish deli. cruise some fav stores in soho and spend some $ in brooklyn at a hipster tee shirt store. home to a broke bank, full stomach, and a killer hoodie. that's all i ask for. amen. shalom.

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ah, it is so warm out today. got a veg wrap & ate by the river in sharon. then drove for a bit & got lost. der. how the hell did that happen. i think i know the area by now. anyway, here is list of fun stuff to think about. (i love the whole list concept.)

• it is spring!
• i heard some different kind of birds. i don't know what they were, but they sure were happy!
• going to h&m on sat w/ jen, bella, & sarah.(sisters & neice) finally getting some clothes.
• going to nyc w/ chelsey next weekend. i want to have a picnic in the central park under one of the giant trees
• thought about treehouses today. that's always a fun time.
• tomorrow is friday!

okay, that's all she wrote today. love much.

"make love to the ground cuz it just feels better..."

(a little I MOTHER EARTH for you)
All you need is Love.

"you are nothing and everything..."

you took off your clothes to pay for a ticket out of here. you sold flowers to pay for your ticket home. you worked a desk job to pay the bills. you quit everything to live for today, and maybe tomorrow as well. so now what?

we invented post it notes!

(from romey & michelle's high school reunion. love that movie.)
busy day with work stupidness. here's a teneishaesque list of cool things about today.
1. wasn't as friggin cold
2. friend brought me a distortion pedal to eff around with
3. sarah brought me a bagel mmm
4. hmmmm, struggling here to find cool things about today. simpsons came in on our fuzzy tv. that is fun.
5. i will kill this post now before you fall asleep.
5 1/2. tomorrow is bound to be more eventful!

side note: sorry to bastardize the whole list concept. it just wasn't that exciting of a day is all.

my friends, my habits, my family...they mean so much to me...

NEW BOOK that you all so need to check out. (after time traveler...).
The Contortionist's Handbook by Craig Clevenger.
I now have a major crush on main charactor who is impossible to have since he's fictional obviously, but also because he is untouchable. Just google it and check out plot then read it please.

Feeling funny today. Walked in the woods for hours w/ mom & bryan. Looked for moose horns. (yay nh). ate sandwich and talked to a tree cuz it was there. ("wanta bite?") felt bitchy the whole time. i really wanted to be alone today. no particular reason other than that is what i prefer most of the time. alone is a good place to sort out thoughts and such. wanted to think about book i just read and make up a story. tomorrow.
love all of you round the earth several times + across the sun and moon and several stars and galaxies. that's a lot you know. i mean that absolutely.
kate

they dug me my very own garden, gave me sunshine, made me happy...

that song (nice dream-radiohead) makes me think of being on different planet & the aliens take care of me. they just want me to be happy. they keep surprising me with things i love. gardens & honeybees & an old fashioned bicycle with the giant front tire. a pet giraffe that has a pet monkey. 15ft. rocking horse. a see-saw. nice italian wine. toast and egg salad. arugela. a rope swing. but i miss my friends. so they abduct them. we are all free to go whenever we want. just say the word. but we won't remember anything. we'll just know a bit of time has passed. we lost an hour that we can't account for, but really it was days.

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Hi. Haven't got much to say. Just sick of looking at old post. Boring post, sorry.
Hey, if you could be an animal what would you be? I might try being a sea horse. (you can switch if you get sick of being an animal. you can even be chapstick or whatever)
Love kate

i need drugs staight away please...

cannot sleep through nite ever. wake up feeling all wired and shaky. then up for 3 hours. then asleep & late for work. today i rolled out of bed and drove to work. now i regret not taking that shower. i like the smell of my own BO though. Oh, come on admit it...you so totally dig your own stink.

must start some sort of excercise rou. chels & i talked about hula hooping & double dutch. i can do that! also rollerskating down bike path as mentioned at some point. suggestions are welcome!!!!!!

here is a quadruple negative:
"ain't got no nuthin, nope"

Love and such and stuff like!

things i want to do really well at some point:

juggle
ride unicycle (so hard!)
cross word puzzles above 4th grade level
flip off of diving board

that's all i can think of at the moment.

ps: good luck to emiloo w/ her teeth!!!! we are sending pos. vibes ))))))))

Ciao.

a story i once wrote from the perspective of a lollipop

Lemon-Yellow Sun
(for Mona)

How did I get here? An hour ago, I was sitting comfortably in a row with all of my "friends". Luscious Lime, Chokeberry Cherry, Raspberry Rainbow. Raspberry said that no one was interested in me. I was nobody. Lemon flavored nothing in a sea of flavors that guaranteed to stain your tongue the color of a thousand rainbows. I thought about that. Raspberry had a point. They were what every kid wanted. Not me! Just because I’m the color of sunshine doesn’t mean I’m capable of making your day any brighter. So maybe yellow isn’t quite as exciting as the other colors– I couldn’t stain your mouth in an explosion of rainbows for example. I was beginning to feel like a real loser. That’s when she walked through the door.
La la la la la. Shiny black pigtails bouncing. White tea shirt smeared with the evidence of a decedent breakfast. Eggs benedict, orange juice, toast with marmalade. You know the type. The kind of girl that knows what she likes, and takes the task of choosing her edible fuel quite seriously. She pawed through a jar of multicolored jawbreakers before making her way over to me. ME! Finally, a kid who appreciates yellow. Life is good...or so I thought.
I can still feel my tiny, white leg pop when I think of the way she snatched me out of the rack with her dirty, sticky fingers. All hurt legs aside, she chose me. Me! Not Luscious Lime, not Chokeberry Cheery, and especially not that asshole Raspberry Rainbow. She wanted me, Lemon-Yellow-Sun.
Seconds later I was waiting patiently on the counter while she counted her nickels and dimes. I remember glancing over at Raspberry Rainbow with a shit-eating grin on my face. "Take your rainbow and..." before I could finish, I was carried away. Out the door we went, into the bright morning sun. She (black, pigtailed girl) jumped onto her bicycle and tore up School Street. Before turning left onto Grove, she stopped. With the grace of a ballerina on crack and carbs, she tore off my beautiful, crinkly, white, plastic dress...and tossed it to the ground where it landed in a puddle of last nights pale ale. Sweet. Thanks. Oh, it gets better. I said a quick goodbye to the blue, blue sky before her chubby, little hand jammed me into her juice-stained mouth.
We proceeded to ride up Grove Street. That’s when it happened. I was just getting used to being sucked into non-existence when suddenly, I was ripped from her lips and tossed, recklessly I might add, onto the sidewalk. I looked up at her, in shock. She looked back at me with her eyebrows furrowed. Her fat, little face distorted into the most unbecoming expression. "Yuck" was her famous last word before she sped off. The nasty, little, pigtailed, witch just threw me out like yesterdays paper.
Cars and trucks screamed past my tiny, little, half-sucked face.. A bicycle passed and crushed my only toe. As if it couldn’t get any more pathetic, a woman popped out of door from the house in front of me, led by a little, black dog in-a-hurry-to-pee...yeah, that’s right, lemon-yellow-sun was really living up to her name that day. Disgusting. Kill me now please!
As I lay there, wallowing in a mixture of misery and dog urine, I heard a bicycle approaching. It got closer and closer. A shadow suddenly blocked out all evidence of a sky. I lifted my little, yellow head. Starring back at me, was a girl. With shiny, black, pigtails. She was sucking on a lollipop. As she pulled it out of her mouth, she smiled. Her mouth was the color of a thousand rainbows. I thought, "That little bitch raspberry is gonna..."
To be Continued....

winter & hosehounds

so, winter has left me feeling like a fat hosehound. too much wine and pizza= tight pants. i want to start running. not on the road, but in the woods. i want to jump over logs and run through mud. most of all i want to look hot in a bikini again. goal for spring: get back into health.
ps: my sisters posts are friggen histarical. right on little sister.
here is a drunken shot of me w/ a bull whip around my neck. lesson learned: beer & whips don't mix unless you are a professional domonatrics artist. (sp?)

i look like that guy from harry potter.....

happy birthday little sister! helped sarah celebrate on sat. shot bb gun inside house--tried to shoot a piece of celary off a beer can. yay new hampshire! love to all. sorry about short post. go see ten's if you want to be entertained. more cute pics and such.

He was more than a hairdresser....

So last nite my hairdresser called to breakup with me. He is moving to Chicago on Saturday. Spur of the moment kind of thing. Crap! Was it something I said? I love getting my haircut and I def make an effort to build a relationship. I have "my guy" that I go to, you know? He is the coolest & loves radiohead as much as I do. He doesn't spare my feelings when talking about the current condition of my hair, but I always left there feeling beautiful. He could always make my hair look great. He's loud & bald (ironic eh?) and tall w/ piercings & fierce opinions. He was perfect. He was my hairdressser. Goodbye Ed.

ps: this actually the 3rd time this has happened in 2 years. what the?

Let Them Eat CAKE

so this is what i'm talkin about ladies. these chics are geniuses. right on and such.
http://www2.cakenyc.com/

powerless

still no damn electric. i'm at work now, so at least i'm not freezing my ta ta's off. ha ha! we might get power back this week. this is the boringest post ever. sorry guys, i'll report back later w/ something cool.

Deep Thoughts from a Kat

I have a mirror that faces the toilet in my bathroom
I sat to take a pee.
And read the entire We Are Dangerous comic book Volume 1.
I stood up and turned around.
And checked out the red marks left on my bum cheeks.

The End.

Mary Had a Little Lamb

I learned some funky bass notes & fancy finger plucking for this song last nite. It's hard to feel cool, when that is as complicated as you get. But it's something!

the kat came back

small update, as i am pms-ing it hardcore. with cramps that make me grit my teeth in agony. ( what a wimp, hug robyn? i believe you know what real pain is after childbirth)
pictured here is sarah. she is at the seawall outside of our room. she spent hours there every day. it paid off...she met a hot surfer named chimo and they were fast friends. also pictured is one of the many rainbows that graced us with their appearance almost daily. maui is beautiful. the locals hate everyone, but who can blame them? just as long as you don't get in there way, it's all good. gotta respect that. spent a lot of time in the sun without getting a proper tan. (skin cancer is freaky). Drove through rainforests w/ sarah. holy shit, sketchy one lane roads and cliffs= major back pain from clenching my butt cheeks in suspense. overall, it was great. we went to maui to finish my dad's trip he never took. the goddess pele was kind enough to let us take away some beach sand to add to his shrine on the mountian. shalom.
peace out sisters.

bye for now.

i will prob check in at internet cafe cuz i am so addicted to blogging.