Ummm

Heya everyone,
Yea, so umm.... guess I'm dating again. What can I say? I have a weakness for dark hair, light eyes and sideburns.
Hmmm, guess I should really tell the folks since I'm posting this.
Take Care,
<3 katie

grrrr

The US Patent Filing System is a deamon sent from hell. But hey at least I got a raise.... I think I'm gonna go drink. Love Katie

full monty

The Full Monty

Mmmm.... the full monty.... I love that play! Here's the picture.

Home Again

Hey there guys,
Well, home for a day and a half and I think I've spent a grand total of 10 hours at my house. New plan too! So, Jess and I went shopping (big surprise) and ran across the best collection of Steve Madden shoes. Now, I love shoes but can never bring myself to pay $50 for anything BUT they're hiring. So here's the plan: Kyle and I both apply to the shoe store where we laugh it up with Bryan, who already works there. I work there for three weeks in which time I'll make enough money to buy a plethora of adorable kitten heeled Steve Maddens at a stupendous discount at the end of which I quit and Bryan gets the extra hours he's been asking for. I keep my job with primortial solutions because as my dad says "Katie, you and I... we're visionaries" and by the end of the Summer, I'll have a nice bank account, a full shoe closet and many fond memories of wreaking havoc on famous footware with two of my old friends. Granted its 2am but I think it sounds good. :)

I have a job

Hey guys,
Welp in further proof that I am the luckiest person ever born, I found a job that will let me work for a month, take a month off for classes and work again for the rest of the summer. I'm working for a professor at mesa that has found a way to grow crypto-biotic soil in ten years (as opposed to 1,000) He needs someone to help him with some data, coordinate with the patent office, and convert the scientific lingo into laymans articles for local magazines etc. (Yes, Mr, Jones you were right, I'm trying to get published.) The company is called primortial solutions (what my dad calls tree huggers r' us) Now, I may be biting off more than I can chew... but that's really nothing new and besides.. I'm katie, I can do anything ;o) Wish me luck!

Avoiding Antro

Hello,
This one isn't mine but I thought it was great.

So this Birch tree and this Beech tree are standing around and they notice this new tree in the forest. "is it a birch or a beech?" they can't seem to figure it out so they say "hey lets ask the woodpecker, he knows a lot about trees". So they ask the woodpecker to check it out and the woodpecker comes back and says "well, its not the son of a birch or the son of a beech but its the best piece of ash I've ever put my pecker in!"

sorry.. little risqe but I liked it ;o) Take care

My father in a ball gown

Hello there,
Heaven help me! I'm turning into my father! Tonight I actually left a ball; a big huge fancy ball with dance cards and a live orchestra playing my favorite dances (waltz) all night. I didn't leave just because my recent ex was there or because I have a final on monday (we all know that I won't study). I left because it felt phonier than Woody Allen at a youth for Christ rally.
Sitting at one table, there were ex-roommates that went to court, ex friends that hadn't spoken for who knows how long, a boy who thought another table-mate had "tried to steal [his] girl", another one obviously intimidated by the company, people that just plain don't like eachother and on top of that my ex and I.... all pretending that everything is ok. But everything is not ok. People do shitty things. Some people may thrive on drama but I've done my debutante ball. I don't need to prove my social graces and see no point in enduring 3 1/2 hours of people pretending to like each other unless a family obligation is involved.
So I left the waltzing to the people who need it to affirm their self worth or unlike my father and myself, have the abillity to hold their toungs with a smile.

Ouch

Hey guys,
Well, here I am single again. Not really by choice, but I suppose that all the crying in the world can't make someone love you so I'm trying very hard not to see the point in it. No worries though (tom, mel, jess, mike and all of those lovely friends that I know are searching for their car keys) my mama is driving up to make sure I don't pull a full drama fit and I'm looking foward to seeing her.
Mabye if I'm lucky, in a few weeks I'll come across another air-force, ittalian, or jello-shot boy ;o) I've noticed that only the one's I care about get to have real names. Does that mean I'm insensitive? Who knows.
I've also noticed, and girls, let me know if you've experienced the same thing, that some boys can get a litle bit too "touchy" when trying to be comforting. I'm sorry but forcing a girl onto your lap and not letting her get up or or stratteling your legs around a girl thats laying on your couch seems a little bit innappropriate to me. That and it makes you feel used and a little bit dirty. But who knows? Mabye I'm just a prude.
I do have to say however, that I do have the best kitty ever. She has all of the qualities that you'd want in a mate (you know except being of the same species and the appropriate genitalia). She's sweet and loyal, always happy to see me, affectionate, doesn't want me to go away, easily controlled by food and mute.
Take care guys and hopefully, I'll write again soon on happier things. <3 Katie