|nostalgic. wait this should go in my moods.
||[19 May 2010|12:50am]
LJ you have been neglected. why is this. oh, hey facebook.
i've been let down again. my lack of competitiveness makes me lose. why is that such a hard concept? actually, let's not kid myself here. this time it's not because i didn't TRY. i just simply wasn't good enough. i'm going to go back to not competing and therefore allowing me to use that excuse. it's just easier.
i think i miss one night stands. so much less scary. so much more in control.
it's probably not a good thing to just be continuously thinking about the past. thinking about all these memories that were so incredibly PRESENT. all those people who you used to expect a call from, whereas if they called now it'd be the weirdest shock in the world. i would screen their phone calls probably - if i had their numbers. it's so weird who i miss and who i don't. it's also weird to see who i ended up with and who was cut out of my life. what weird decisions i made.
i want to talk to who i hurt. and i want to talk to the people who hurt me. and i want to talk to who i used to make happy. and i want to talk to who used to make me happy. where are you?
||[28 Aug 2009|12:28pm]
...So, Smith goes over to the Port Wine tub
and gave it just a few hard knocks. (knock knock)
starts takin off his pantaloons
likewise his shoes and socks!
"NO!" says Brown, "You can't do that!
You can't be doin that round here!
Don't go washin your trotters in the Port Wine tub!!!!!!!!!
When we've got all this BEER!"
RIP 81909 and 82209. you will be missed.
||[14 Jun 2009|01:07pm]
YOU'RE ON MY FRIENDS LIST, I want to know 28 things about you. I don't care if we've never talked, never really clicked, or if we already know everything about each other. I really don't. You are obviously on my flist, so let me know with whom I'm friends!
1. Your Middle Name:
3. Single or Taken:
4. Favorite Movie:
5. Favorite Song or Album:
6. Favorite Band/Artist:
7. Dirty or Clean:
8. Tattoos and/or Piercings:
9. Do we know each other outside of LJ?
10. What's your philosophy on life?
11. Is the bottle half-full or half-empty?
12. Would you keep a secret from me if you thought it was in my best interest?
13. What is your favorite memory of us?
14. What is your favorite guilty pleasure?
15. Tell me one odd/interesting fact about you:
16. You can have three wishes (for yourself, so forget all the 'world peace etc' malarky) - what are they?
17. Can we get together and make a cake?
18. Which country is your spiritual home?
19. What is your big weakness?
20. Do you think I'm a good person?
21. What was your best/favorite subject at school?
22. Describe your accent
23. If you could change anything about me, would you?
24. What do you wear to sleep?
25. Trousers or skirts?
26. Cigarettes or alcohol?
27. If I only had one day to live, what would we do together? (If you have no idea, just say something crazy, it'll entertain me!)
28. Will you repost this so I can fill it out for you?
||[29 May 2009|03:55pm]
omg you guys i love sneezing.
||[11 Jan 2009|04:25pm]
i deleted my myspace and my facebook. it feels so good. i feel free now.
however i have no friends. so THATS good. haha.
also i'm sorry like, to each their own, however - i do not think jim gaffigan is that funny. like i laugh every once in a while, but mostly i think he's just kinda annoying :-/
in other news....... i'm having boy problems. whats new eh? ha. heh.
also this is the only website that's not blocked on my work computer so i'm posting. i guess i can put up some pictures while i'm working for these next four hours, eh? listening to some gogol on my new eye-pawed shuffle, eh?
nevermind photobucket is blocked too. well THATS a load of crap. i guess i'll go on the harry potter or battlestar galactica website all night.
||[03 Dec 2008|09:05am]
i've quit my job at the mortuary.
it's weird to me that i think nothing of the fact that it's in my job description to listen to people crying hysterically. i have a fucking hard job. but that part surprisingly isn't why i quit. it's becuase the people who work with me are assholes. i'm so naive and honest, and i don't understand the concept of people fucking over customers and coworkers throwing their coworkers under the bus constantly. i don't understand the concept of people not appreciating good-natured people who genuinely care. that's foreign to me.
i do like that i'm writing this on a company computer while i'm on the clock.
hi jake. it's okay that you disappear. i do too. but in different ways.
||[31 Oct 2008|11:45am]
I guess it's just my weirdly unwarranted good mood, but i've decided I really like the saying "more than welcome". I mean, that is just so kind...you're not just welcome to do something - which is a nice thought anyway - but you're MORE than welcome.
(...what is wrong with me omg)
||[16 Oct 2008|12:37pm]
I'm at work. I'm bored. I'm sick and hung over becuase me and victoria and josh each drunk an entire bottle of wine ourselves. not to mention i also had a beer and two shots of captain. did not turn out well. but anyway. i'm waiting for my co-workers to bring back shrimp cocktail. tonight i will go to dinner with britny at applebees of course. and then i will go to my dad's new house and we will watch heroes, dirty sexy money, and the office.
i'm also going to start making him watch battlestar galactica because the new/last season starts next year so i wanna re-watch it while exposing its amazingness to my father. and then i will continue to dog sit at my grandparents house. and i will soon start my new second job where i will work at the hillcrest center for the arts with my co-worker victoria. so i will work at hillside in the day and hillcrest at night.
and then i will be looking at my dream apartment on saturday. it's a different floor and room, so i probably won't get it, but just in case. and then i'll be in LA and i'll be happy and it'll be a sun-filled room by myself where i can paint and eat breakfast on the roof every day looking over the whole sitting in direct line of site of the hollywood sign and i will call out to zachary quinto and adrien brody and aaron eckhart and maybe they'll hear me.
and then maybe i won't need to be in therapy which i've just completed my second session of and have a third one on monday. and then i'll be shorter of money which i am now which i didn't think was possible, but none the less i will be happy. and i will stay home and not go out and spend money and i will watch all the tv and movies i want. read all the books i've been needing to read. take all the bike rides through korea town that i wish. and yeah i'll be in thousand oaks 24/7 still because my second job is there. and my family and friends are there. and no it doesn't beat going to Italy for 3 months on the Tole Mour which is what i ideally wanted. but i can see that's not going to happen.
and then maybe i won't keep hooking up with the same boys have been hooking up with for years simply because i'm bored and they're in town and i don't go out and meet people and do anything else and you cant very well meet cute boys at a jewish mortuary.
and then maybe i'll stop dating the wrong people ie. sailors, gravediggers, and people who are either MARRIED, have girlfriends, or involved - or simply uninterested.
and then maybe i'll soon get my promotion and be able to quit my second job and have a day off every once in a while. maybe i wont want this job anymore. where i am currently watching my boss take a break from a funeral to come and eat a candy apple. maybe i will like it more when they like me more. maybe i will like me more, too.
and then i'll get old and die.
|you actually want to read this conversation i think at least
||[21 Sep 2008|07:04pm]
i need to save tahis SOMEWHERE
g etnm ypock et [6:59 P.M.]: kati
FoodMakesMePhat [6:59 P.M.]: beaky
g etnm ypock et [7:00 P.M.]: i went to pick up my nice jacket from nate''s house jujst now. we havent spoken at all in a week..
g etnm ypock et [7:00 P.M.]: i went right now because he is supposed to be at work
FoodMakesMePhat [7:00 P.M.]: what. happened.
g etnm ypock et [7:00 P.M.]: he was convinently at home with a broken foot.
g etnm ypock et [7:00 P.M.]: he gave me my jacket along with 6 birthday presents
g etnm ypock et [7:00 P.M.]: which made me cry
FoodMakesMePhat [7:00 P.M.]: :(
g etnm ypock et [7:00 P.M.]: and then ashton kutcher came around the corner and was like
g etnm ypock et [7:01 P.M.]: "yep . you just had to break up wit him" bla bla bkla
g etnm ypock et [7:01 P.M.]: and im like
g etnm ypock et [7:01 P.M.]: justs FUCKING christ
g etnm ypock et [7:01 P.M.]: why is he involved now
g etnm ypock et [7:01 P.M.]: as i am looking like shit
FoodMakesMePhat [7:01 P.M.]: (i'm sorry for laughing at that)
g etnm ypock et [7:01 P.M.]: and the EVIL ex gf
g etnm ypock et [7:01 P.M.]: i am laughing so hard kati
g etnm ypock et [7:01 P.M.]: but also
g etnm ypock et [7:01 P.M.]: crying
g etnm ypock et [7:01 P.M.]: because most peopel waytch TMZ to see if he moved a hair on his head
g etnm ypock et [7:01 P.M.]: and hes yelling at me for breaking up with his tootless cousin in my pajamas in the street
g etnm ypock et [7:01 P.M.]: fuck. me.
FoodMakesMePhat [7:02 P.M.]: thats. really. funny.
g etnm ypock et [7:02 P.M.]: so then rob called as soon as i got in the car
g etnm ypock et [7:02 P.M.]: and im like i have to call you back ashton kutcher is making me cry
g etnm ypock et [7:02 P.M.]: robs like
g etnm ypock et [7:02 P.M.]: "have him call me."
g etnm ypock et [7:02 P.M.]: im like
g etnm ypock et [7:02 P.M.]: "you. "
g etnm ypock et [7:02 P.M.]: "know."
g etnm ypock et [7:02 P.M.]: "ashton."
g etnm ypock et [7:03 P.M.]: "?."
FoodMakesMePhat [7:03 P.M.]: ...
g etnm ypock et [7:03 P.M.]: i then very calmly hung up my (rob's) phone
g etnm ypock et [7:03 P.M.]: and pulle dover to the side of the road
g etnm ypock et [7:03 P.M.]: and my soul seased to live
g etnm ypock et [7:03 P.M.]: and i died
g etnm ypock et [7:03 P.M.]: THE END
FoodMakesMePhat [7:03 P.M.]: haahahahahahahahahhaha
FoodMakesMePhat [7:03 P.M.]: once again i'm sorry for laughing
g etnm ypock et [7:03 P.M.]: please save this conversation for eternity