From Behind The Lines

I know, I know.. I promised to be here more for you and I have failed you.... I am sorry! So, let's have a quick catch up. Went to the desert second weekend in a row. It was suppose to be a four day weekend out there but I sorta bailed out and went out on Saturday. Multiple reasons lead to this decision, but here are top there... one, by staying I had a ride, two, by staying I got to sleep in a trailer, and three KP had some Spanish test drama and so I stayed with her and we rode up on Saturday with Aristotle and Grey. Totally fun trip.. no drama with the Asshat that use to be. In fact, I actually, for the first time since the drama all went down, felt that things might be okay again. I know time heals all wounds but this one was a doozy and I was pretty sure it was never going to be okay due to the way it all went down. But no! There was light conversation and even mild joking, personally, I was impressed with the growth within myself. Sooooo, yeah, second weekend in a row in the desert was good. Monday morning when the wind and rain started, I ain't going to lie, I was ready to go home and be done with it all. You know.. go home, shower, clean up and snuggle up and be warm and clean and watch a movie and have a wonderful night in. Tuesday I had to work... booo!!! Got Wednesday and Thursday off. Decided to be a big girl and finally tackle my iTunes problem. (my itunes crashed and I am super upset and very angry about it, don't wish to speak about it, thanks for your concern) I also tackled all the things I have been putting off. I cleaned my bathroom, vacuumed my apartment, worked on the church directory, and tackled the itunes thing. Worked today, Friday, it was lame. And then I got suckered into going to T.G.I. Fridays with the geniuses. Brilliantly taken in by Freud. Thank You. Then after I ran some errands with her and now I am reporting from "behind enemy lines". Not enemy lines at all. At Einstein and Darwin's apartment with Rembrandt and Freud. A quote girls night, I guess. Nights like this remind me that I miss my friends. I miss being able to go out and not care about anything but having a good time. I miss my relationships. I don't remember when I stopped being social. I LOVE talking about the good old days. I love being asked my advise. I love having an opinion that matters.

Sidebar... I am super... I mean SUPER EXCITED about Vegas!! I am excited about my new sexy shoes. I am excited about walking in a V. I am excited to party with my friends in a way that we have never partied before. Palm Springs is going to be great, two floors of fun but VEGAS!! Oh man! Noah, I love you and I am so excited to start this next chapter of my life with you. I love you for accepting me for who I am. I love you for loving my friends. I love you for the man you want to be and for the man you almost are. Thank you for Vegas. Thank you for you.

Bitch Moment... So, all I want to say is that I am a firm believer in the fact that if you can't take care of them you shouldn't have pets. Kids are one thing, I get it that those are not always plans and more often than not people are never be completely financially ready.... that is one thing. But pets... COME ON! Others would love them. And if you have to pay your employee to take care of YOUR PETS for YOU.... SOMETHING is WRONG! Get rid of them and be done. Do us all the favor.

Also, I get that in all of my crew I am the youngest. And some bonds are closer than others, but I truly love messages from Steve about being long and girthy. LOVE IT!!!

QUOTE OF THE EVENING: Freud, "Don't worry, there is no hole!"

TEXT MESSAGE OF THE EVENING: Steve, "Don't make me show you my penis"

As for the future, tomorrow I am going to watch Emma for Freud. Good things to come. The month of march has a lot of potential with Jury Duty, babysitting the Arendse kids, desert trips and Genius fun... I look forward to sharing it all with you!
Love, K

A Moment of Unhappy Feelings Released.

I have always been one who tries to be informed about what is around me so I can be a good American and do what is asked of me. I read and study up so I can vote. I, for the most part, obey the laws and rules of the road and daily life. I sit and listen to Tommy Wommy when he goes off in a political tangent. I don't even mind going to jury duty. You never know what could happen or who you could meet. My first time, I met a seemingly very nice boy. We hung for a while and whatever, life happens but it is some good memories! I do however, have a problem with going to FEDERAL court for A FREAKING MONTH! Being on call for a month really shouldn't bother me cause I really don't have a life and it isn't like I got a lot going on in March that I can't do it. But it is the principle of the whole thing. They just expect us to put our lives on hold and be at their beck and call for a month? WHAT IS THAT? All I gotta say is I better get on a freaking trial for the first time in my life or I am going to be REALLY upset about the whole thing. But all in all I guess you have something to look forward too... me at Jury Duty at the Federal Court down in San Diego... if this isn't going to be entertainment I don't know what is!!
Love, K

The Rat In Me Confesses

I admit it. I love to camp. More so, I love to go to the desert and get away from life for a couple days and just be. Not have to worry about any of the bullturd drama waiting for me back at home. No work. No cats. No boss. I get to just be. I love it. Due to my love and my willingness to go whenever the opportunity presents itself I have been called a "desert rat". That it fine. I don't mind. I might even secretly truly enjoy being one. And? Well. Proof for the pudding is that last weekend I went to Glamis... in the rain... tent in tow. (Okay, so I didn't sleep in 'my' tent but I did sleep in a tent) I was invited. I had never been. Goes along with the whole try something new, get out there, live life thing. So I went. And I must say... I really had an amazing time. I went with a different crowd and I was nervous cause I get taken care of in my other group but this group, this new Glamis group, I really enjoyed. It was the some old story of hanging out in the desert... riding during the day, campfire at night, the drinking, the firebombs, everything was the same old recipe but the outcome was totally different. I enjoyed the smaller crew. I enjoyed the other tents. I enjoyed that it was all a completely new experience even though it was in the shell of something very familiar. I liked that even though I wasn't close with most of the people out with us, I was in no way scared to be myself. Now, I wouldn't be surprised if nobody liked that crazy drunk b who was quick with a sarcastic remake, but all in all, I had fun. Thank you Dave and Mindy Stubblefield for dragging me out there and not letting me back out. Thank you Kater Nater for being my partner in crime, my date, and sleeping in the other room even though it was cold enough to cuddle under the six inches of feathers I truly hate to pack. Thank you Michelle and Brayden Stubblefield for the porch. Thanks to Michelle and Kate for the a mean couple games of uno. Thanks Brayden for letting me make fun of you. Thanks to Matt for being the shoulders rule guy who kept us all in check, and thanks for the new game I get to play!! Thank you everybody for a really fun weekend!!
Love, K

DayQuil Ramblings

So, I signed on the computer today for the first time all week and realized I have missed like bunches of stuff. I logged in to my e-mail and found out I caused Darwin a week of anger and frustration without even knowing it! ok, so it wasn't my fault but I had the answer to the question that had been plaguing her! So, needless to say, I swooped in and saved the day! Then, I logged onto my myspace and got no messages no comments no nothing and was instantly reminded my I no longer like the myspace and why I now think it is a stupid waste of time that I rarely entertain anymore. Then, I logged onto my facebook and had all sorts of things to deal with. Updates, notifications, requests, applications, pokes, writings on my wall... huckleberry Finn! I am sorry! Then, as I am doing this I realize I am way too much a geek for my own good and I sorta need to get off the computer, out of the house and get a life!

Side Note: So, speaking of life... 'member how I am trying to do more... with people, and not just sit alone in the apartment and watch tv... well! I found a little way around it! Darwin came over and I schooled her on one of my shows on DVD. I now only have two more I think to teach her about but anyways... so we had out little lesson. Watched Hottie McHottness in a movie then decided, like the grownups that we are, that we can watch a scary movie at 11 o'clock at night. It would be fine! It was only rated PG-13! So, we watched it. Ain't gonna lie, I was scared. Almost wet myself a few times! And, secretly really excited I didn't have to go outside and face the crazy wilderness around my place! Sorry Darwin! Happy you made it home okay!!

Bitch Moment: I am not sorry when I say I do not like cats. I do not like them. Worse yet, are cat ladies. All I am going to say is if you say no, but let them do it anyways... whey aren't going to not do it in the future. Also, they are cats, not your kids! They don't need spankings or timeouts or to be put on restriction. IT IS A FREAKING CAT! REALLY? Oh! And p.s. no, they don't think the birds are their friends and they don't want to sit and watch. They want to eat the birds. How do I know that? Because watch the stupid cat climb all over the freaking cage trying to get in there and claw the little birdy with it's claws! AND! Don't force the cat who hates all other cats to stay inside because you put her on restriction cause she stayed out too late and didn't come when you called her, look at her alternative, do you blame her? I would run to! And no, I don't have a favorite because at the end of the day they are all cats. AND! I would appreciate it if you would no longer allow them to sit on my chair. Their fur is now covering my seat.

In closing, I am going to need a little prayer to make it through the weekend. I am going to Glamis for the first time and me and Rembrandt are going to be big girls and feed ourselves! Good luck to us! Also, it is suppose to rain this weekend and we ALL know how I handle that! (that is not well for those of you who don't know) Photos will be posted when I return!
Love, K