Saving so I can have a laugh later.

"Truquinas + Jimmy = LOVE"

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I really don't want to go to science. Not because it's science. I love science. Making science is fun! I have a stupid paper to finish, and I won't get to go play with my friends until I get it done. :-(

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As you can see, lack of sleep and then the shock of oversleeping just enough to wake up at 9am doesn't do good things for my comprehension. Although I was able to quote Aquinas verbatim in philosophy today. Woot. That's right Trudy, when I actually do read I don't NEED the text in front of me. hahaa.

Happy!

Even though I'm tired and have a bunch of things to do and an icky 8 page paper to write and a book to finish for that paper, life is good.

Take note, boys. Roses make everything better. Especially smelly ones. :-) Or even just flowers in general. Yes, I'm a sap. :)

MI goes to Philly!

MI field trips rock!

I went to Philly and...

*Ate a legit Geno's cheesesteak, while freezing my butt off in line to get it. I also had to run across the street to the atm because they only took cash. It was freaking awesome. I also shared a cheese fries and a hot chocolate with Siobhan, and probably her cold as well. :-)

*Went to Confession! Whoo! Be super proud of me, yo. I'm holy now....not. :-)

*Visited a bunch of really cool shrines, and saw the dead body of a Saint. St. John Neumann.

*Heard a bunch of really cool talks by the sems. Good job guys! Even though y'all don't read this, they were good. :) Key points...ummm: Loneliness, abandonment to God, "Thank you Jesus for loving me this way.", Mary is cool.

*Car rides with Sems are fun. Siobhan is a good back massager. :-)

Now I'm really tired. But it was awesome.

If you could live forever...

You know, I need to stop blaming myself for things I can't control. And take better control of the things that I can. Every single damn time I go out or do something, something happens. And then I feel bad for not being there to do my freaking job. Ugh.

In other news, Twilight is a relatively all right chick flick. *shrug* Although, I was paying more attention to my text message inbox for a quarter of the movie, and then was oogling the scenery for at least half of the movie. I'm. So. Damn. Homesick.

AND they TOTALLY shot the up the tree scene in the Columbia River Gorge, and you can TOTALLY see Beacon Rock. And in the closing credits you have a still of Multnoma Falls. Among other things. Yeah, it was totally awesome. I BET that river was the Columbia in the meadow scene. All that green, my gosh. It was home, in mega wide screen. That may or may not have been the best part of the movie for me.

Besides the whole fact of me really not needing a romantic chick flick in my life right now. Not helpful! *growls* Even though I should probably go see it again sometime to actually watch it as a movie. Or just oogle more Southwest Washington. (even though Forks is supposed to be in the northern end of the Olympic Pennynsula...whatever)

Well, I'm going to sleep for a few hours, or try.

Makros Ponos!

I've got a lot of work. Greek work. I don't know how the hell I didn't get a deficiency sent home for that class. I'm probably just on the edge. I could be trying harder. But then you can always be trying harder.

I'm listening to my ska. It's good stuff. Pandora dot com. I made a ska station, and it's FINALLY playing something other than the same five songs. My alt rock station has resorted to only playing classic rock and red hot chili peppers. Not that I dislike it, it's just that there's no variety. What started with Blue October never plays them anymore. Weird.

So yeah, I'm on rounds tonight. I kinda like it when I'm on rounds, by myself. I mean, it's kinda annoying having to stop whatever you're doing every two hours and walk around the building. But hey, in theory it's a perfect study break. In theory. In practice, there's the internet, the Bros of SherNorth (who are awesome to chat with, seriously. Plus it's not like I started conversation with them because I need friends younger than me so I don't go insane after next year when EVERYONE does the G word) and then there's catching up on old House episodes. I'm kinda impressed with this season. I totally thought it was going to jump the shark, but it really hasn't yet.

You know, I really love typing really fast with my eyes closed, or looking at something else, just typing stream of consciousness like, and banging the hell out of my keyboard. There's something kinda satisfying about banging the HELL out of my keys. it's probably not the best thing, because it'ldl probably cause me to need a new keyboard by the end of the year, but it's soooooooo much fun. Like playing the piano all dramatically. Or really complicated, speedy runs on my clarinet. Now THAT'S fun. :D

I don't really have anything profound to say. Nothing really worthy of posting. Except for the fact that since this is my own blog, I can write whatever I feel like, and it'll probably get read by a few people. For a little bit, I can pretend that my opinion matters most. Not pretty clean good Catholic Katelyn, even. Just me. Katelyn, no qualifiers.

No qualifiers necessary. I like that.

It's so weird to actually be working. At yet, of course I'm not at the moment. lol. I know, pathetic Arts major. Silly BA.

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Dude, I just want to go home. Home and sleep in my bed. I don't think I'll be able to sleep in 'my' room when I get home. It's still Jess', in my mind. I'll take the couch the first night. Maybe. Depends on how tired I am when I get home. I'll bet you that I'll hit the wrong room accidently. 12 years of habit, ya know. Bah. I want to go home.

I also want to sleep, want a Top Burger Basket with everything on it from Top Burger, go stargaze and play mafia and frisbee at Doc Harris Stadium, play with my kitties (Mewy Bear is gonna be huge, my gosh. I left when she was only a little kitty. Bah.) and my beagle. Drive my Saturn. Oh gosh, that'd be awesome. Drive a little too fast on the back roads off of 192nd at night with 105.1 the Buzz playing. Or even Air1! Radio stations with a K in front! oh, and get a bit wasted with my good friends, one more time before we say goodbye forever. Hmmm...let's change the subject off of alcohol.

So, hmmm. Some things are relative. Others aren't.

But in the end, as long as I breath, I hope. I stole that from Cliff.

Now I'm going to pretend to learn some more greek.

Ave Mary A and Sober

This is my 100th post. Whoot.

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Pink is my alter ego. Or, P!nk, I should say. Always has been, and probably always will be. Her music is the voice of Bad Katelyn. And sometimes Good Katelyn.

I just sat through Sex and the City. I'm not doing that again. That's a stupid show. And yet...it's slightly intriguing. NO. I WILL NOT succumb to the bimbo-ocity. And yet, this episode's called "Are we sluts?". We'll reserve judgement for an hour.

I didn't have a staff meeting tonight, so I was all excited to watch House. Instead, I took a three hour nap. Oh well.

I can't wait for a homecooked meal. I'm soooo tired of Patriot food. Is it just me, or has it been on the not so great side lately.

I love Benefit cosmetics. If I had a big expendable income source, I'd totally buy out their whole stock. Alas, this is not the case. It's a brand that dishes out quality products (InStyle, Elle, Cosmo etc. agree) without the uppity brand attitude. Yes, I sound like an ad. But it's true. :-)

Hmmm. Maybe this episode isn't so bad. But House is still way better. :)

So like, I'm not all that happy. I want to laugh more. I don't think I'm laughing enough this year. Oh well. What else am I supposed to do? I make decisions, and have to live with them. I'm just living for the eventual, hoping that it's all worth it. Because if this is really all there is, then...

oh well.

And never mind, Sex and the City is stupid.

Something Like Laughter

Screw you all. Let it be known that I'm closing out the world and taking a hiatus from letting people in. There're a few people who are already in. Whatever, that's fine. They can stay there. But the rest of you, get out. I'm done. Screw it all.

And yet this isn't as depressing as it sounds. Or is it?