My brother is so ridiculous.

"So they did an ultrasound of my heart. It's a boy!"

Yeah, bro, thank you for that helpful health update there. Lol. Call me when they figure out whether it's a minor bundle branch block or something else, dude.

In other trolling news of the day, being a graduate assistant is occasionally awesome! I have to proofread a paper my prof co-wrote about troll behavior on Wikipedia. I get paid for this? o.O
kaciagemini: (Bob-the-builder - fucked!)
( Jun. 4th, 2007 11:47 am)
I get paid Friday! This is suddenly and inexplicably terribly exciting.

Rita'n'Laura'n'Daniel, are we doing something Friday after work and stuff? Dinner or summat?

I need to not forget to stop on the way home and buy a box of cake mix. And rainbow chip frosting. And decorative frosting, possibly purple.

Well, if I want to be sure I'll be happy with my cake, I have to ensure that somehow, don't I?

Blegh. Still cannot believe there is an orientation tomorrow & I shall have to deal with well over 300 incoming freshman.

I really want to buy shoes.
kaciagemini: (Kacia Gemini - frog)
( Jun. 2nd, 2007 10:58 pm)
Umm, hi f-list. The world sort of... ate me recently. I feel the need to assert that I am, in fact, still here and do things other than read porn about pretty, pretty bands. I'm not sure why, but I do.

Me, state of - things having nothing to do with bandom/fandom:

I spent a ridiculous amount of time today working on de-couch-ifying mine & jen's living area. Said couch? Ridiculously large. We nearly broke it/the door getting it into the room originally, so we decided it would be easier to just take it out the back door. Wrong.
Things learned from this?

-Everything is always harder than you think it will be, even if you are a pessimist.
-There is never an allen wrench around when you need one.
-Hammers cannot fix everything.
-Removing a door from its hinges is surprisingly easy, thus proving the exception to the first rule.

Jen's explanation of the de-couch-ifying experience which may cause this to make more sense. Or maybe not.

Moving right along...

Prior to this venture, I spent all day yard-sale-ing. Me & Jen & Zoe left at 7 AM with my 3-year-old nephew in tow. We ditched the kid with his mommy around 11, but didn't actually make it home until 3:30. That is some hard-core shopping, yo.

The sad part about this is that I actually bought practically nothing for myself. I spent a dollar on books. And I bought a purse. ...that's pretty much it.

Oh, and I bought my girlfriend a slightly whorish pink and black plaid schoolgirl skirt. I likes it. And I bought her Hello Kitty socks. And Mickey Mouse socks for my sisters.

Not to say that I didn't spend much money. I bought plenty of stuff, but most of that was picking up stuff my sister sent me to look for, for her upcoming offspring. We also bought the 3-year-old sprog some nifty toys including an assload of He-Man stuff which made his mommy practically explode from joy.
Seriously though? Going through itty bitty onesies and sleepers and stuff is way more fun than it has any right to be. Really.

I am actually getting vaguely excited at the prospect of the baby actually arriving and getting to shove it into teeny tiny onesies with darling blue and green frogs on them. September 1st is too far away I think.

Err, I've mentioned that I'm taking a year off before I go to grad school and I'm spending this time as a baby-sitter for my sister's sprog(s), haven't I? If not, I suppose this information makes this make more sense.

Anyhow, on to the more important children, the imaginary ones. We took several of them to the Renfaire in costume again this year. This is most fun because people who work at renfaires are as crazy as Jen & I, so they see us carrying 18" dolls around in a stroller all dressed up in period garb and go, "Oh, what lovely children! They're so well-behaved!" ♥

Now if the Tennessee Renfaire could just stop getting run into the ground by its management, life would be lovely. I have high hopes for the Kentucky renfaire we're going to in a few weeks, though. I think we're going to try to make the kids some new costumes. Also, by then, maybe I'll be able to afford to buy a couple sets of horns.

If I think of it, I'll post a pic of the kids trying on horns. They ended up spending half the day sitting at the horn-seller's booth being models while their grandma watched them (Have I mentioned lately that I love that my mom is as crazy as I am? Because I really do love that. Also the fact that she is currently dating a guy who sells horns at renfaires is fairly nifty, really.) and I got a couple pictures.

Umm, yeah. I guess that's all I've got, real life wise (is it weird that my imaginary kids count as real life?). Work continues to be long and boring and far away, but I'm surprised at how much it doesn't really bother me to work all day everyday when I have to commute an hour each way. Though that doesn't actually stop me from being terribly glad that tomorrow is Sunday. While I am on the topic, I still can't fucking believe the university is having an orientation on Tuesday. Fucking bastards. I know they planned this just to annoy me. Really.


ETA (despite the fact that I haven't even posted this yet): I forgot how much I like actual, living frogs. I mean, I love anything of, on, or about frogs, but I forget that I actually find the creatures painfully adorable even when they randomly sneak into my house and startle my girlfriend. I just had to catch & shoo outside the darlingest tiny little froggie, less than an inch long. I kept talking to it, basically cooing in much the same way people do with tiny babies. I am a sad, sad person really.

ETA2 (no, I still haven't actually posted yet): I love orange soda. Seriously, LOVE. Sometimes I forget. Then I opened a sunkist, took a sip, and said, "Fuck I forgot how much I love orange soda," rather loudly, confusing the heck out of Jen & Zoe.

I'm going to go away and try not to scare my girlfriend any more with my randomness.

ETA3 (nope, not yet): This is cheating because it is both RL & bandomish, BUT! My Fall Out Boy shirt came in the mail today! And it is so gorgeous! It's this one. Jen got this one and Zoe got this one.
I want more already. And Panic! shirts. And TAI. And perhaps something that just says Fueled By Ramen or Decaydence. And many things I can't afford from Pete's pretty, pretty clothing line. *lusts for fucking expensive hoodies*

On that note, *posts*.
kaciagemini: (Squirrel - tasty!)
( May. 15th, 2007 01:10 pm)
Apparently my nervous breakdown last week was for nothing.

My grades are all finally in. I held onto my 3.8 by the skin of my teeth (what does that even mean? if my teeth had skin, I would worry!) & my job seems to be more or less secure & more importantly mine at the moment. So yay for that.

I may die of boredom before the summer is out, though.
Hello and welcome to the first day of my temporary full-time employment.
I am bored. Bored, bored, bored.
It's almost lunch, though!

I'm very glad to be done with school. Graduation went off without any major mishaps.

Now I just need to get our room at home into some semblance of order - a prospect made quite difficult by the fact that Jen & I own a damn lot of crap - and all will be well.

Provided I can locate and hook up my computer (It's been sprawled across my house since Friday, hence the lack of me) I am going to change my layout this evening.

Is it Friday yet?
kaciagemini: (Default)
( May. 10th, 2007 10:00 am)
I mean, I know he works here and all. And thus has an ID. ...but Alan!
I think I may have misplaced a $20 bill which is seriously depressing. Stupid paper monies. I never misplace my bank account, yo.

I got about 3 hours of sleep last night after I finished my paper. Due to my alarm clock deciding to hate me again. I'm really gonna have to give up on that thing. I am just naturally resistant to change.

In happier news, you know what's a little bit awesome? When my coworkers leave for lunch and come back in after a couple of minutes carrying uprooted trees. Yes. And when I ask what the heck is going on, the only response is a too-innocent "They were just going to throw them away!"

Everyone in my office is a crazy person. Luckily I am on my own at the moment. They dropped off the trees in the back and continued on their way to lunch. No wait, there's a second batch of trees. Now I'm alone. So weird.

Also? Landscaping confuses me. A lot.
kaciagemini: (Hard Work Kills)
( Apr. 30th, 2007 08:34 am)
I really wish I could figure out if it was the alarm clock or if I'm just bloody well losing it.
kaciagemini: (Dresden - Harry - boy wizard)
( Apr. 27th, 2007 10:47 am)
My office has been invaded by the Kentucky Auxiliary Services Association.

ETA: Yay, they finally left! It only took... an hour.

ETA2: Okay... not gone. Just mostly. Damn.

ETA3: Gone fer realz this time.
kaciagemini: (FOB - infinity on high sheep)
( Apr. 20th, 2007 09:40 am)
Dear alarm clock,
While it was very nice of you to decide I needed some extra sleep today, my boss did not agree with you.
No love,
I just finished watching Crossing Jordan. Yes, at work again. What? It's not like I have anything better to do at the moment! And the new card printers are creepy and make weird noises.

But anyway, back to CJ (spoilers!) )

In other news, I have billions of things to do this afternoon. No, really, billions. Would I lie?
kaciagemini: (Hard Work Kills)
( Mar. 9th, 2007 10:31 am)
Overslept & was late to work again today. Skipped a class I really ought not have yesterday. At least I didn't miss any meetings this week.
I am so glad next week is spring break.
At what point do I have to get this officially diagnosed as Senioritus?

(By the way, f-list, I'm going to Florida for spring break so I'll be out of touch for most of the week. More on this later. ^.^ )
Dear Thursday,
You suck. Please to stop existing now, kthnx.
No love,

Dear Job,
You also suck. You are also a key component of why Thursday thusly sucks. Please to stop existing as well. Except keep paying me.
Very little love,

Dear Television,
I am so far behind on everything I watch that I may never catch up. This is bad and contributes to feeling-like-my-life-is-out-of-control-ness, which I've got more than enough of just at the moment. In case you missed the memo, it is your job to make me feel better, so get on that.

Dear Calendars,
You, I love. Happy calendar-flippy day. I would go home and flip all dozen of you right now, except for interference from subject of letter 2 (I already flipped all my daily ones, it's just the month ones that are left).
Hugs & Kisses,

Dear Horoscope,
I get it! I fucking get it, okay! But what the hell else am I supposed to do, huh? Tell me that!
Yours Truly,

In other news, I had a test this morning and forgot to bring a scantron (which I had dutifully gone out and purchased already). Luckily someone had a spare. Too bad I didn't study. Also too bad that my professor is a crazy fucking lunatic.

Now I'm going to go drink my crappy Life Water and try to find something to put me in a better mood.

ETA: I balanced my checking account instead. I fail at good mood.
What did I do to celebrate the new year? Flew back from Maryland. Yay for surviving!

My mom came to pick me & Jen up at the airport and she brought my sis & my nephew with, which was quite adorable because Luke spotted us and came running for us, yelling my name. This picturesque moment was shattered when his pants started slipping down; he got distracted pulling them up and started running around in circles, forgetting all about his beloved aunt. Oh well. It was really cute while it lasted. And I saved him crackers shaped like airplanes which he was fairly impressed by.

I was tired enough from traveling that celebrating the new year didn't seem that important. I barely managed to stay up until midnight, kissed Jen, and promptly went to bed. Not my most enthusiastic new year.

Spent most of today packing up and getting back to the dorm, which we're currently trying to make livable again. We seriously need to wash out the fridge. It's gross.
So it doesn't much feel like New Year's Day.

I might post a x-mas haul list in a few days once I unpack. I didn't get anything particularly spectacular, so you're not missing much. Helen came by today to give me prezzies. She let her boyfriend help her pick out gifts again. *headdesk* Anybody want some hardcore lesbian porn?

The next three weeks are going to be pretty boring, with any luck. I am very okay with that. *cuddles compy* I missed my computer muchly.

Also, I have a killer bruise on my knee because Jen's mom's house tried to kill me. I was just reminded of this because Jen bumped into it, and you know what? Bruises HURT!

I don't think I have anything else to say. I don't want to go to work tomorrow. At least part of this is because I don't know if I have to or not. I'm splitting hours with somebody and she hasn't e-mailed me yet to let me know if she's working tomorrow or not. I guess, if I don't hear from her tonight, I will go in and be annoyed if she is there, too. *is annoyed*

The most important thing I did in the last month is get addicted to Scrubs. If you have never seen Scrubs, then you are a sad and deprived person. If do not believe me that this show is awesome, simply go watch this lovely music video on youtube.

Okay, I'm done. I shall stop blathering and annoying my friends-list now.
kaciagemini: (Hard Work Kills)
( Oct. 31st, 2006 08:43 am)
Boss: *comes up behind me* "Katie, are you... bleeding? There's something on your shirt."
Me: *turns around, displaying much larger front bullet hole* "I'm dead!" *silly grin*

...I apparently don't have a single Willow/Tara icon. Oops.

Yay for dead!Tara-ness anyway!

*sigh* I should really go study for that test I'm going to fail in a few hours... but I'm too depressed about the fact that I'm gonna fail it. Stupid circular reasoning.

I don't wanna walk to Cherry. Tis faaaaaaaaar. *sads*

*goes off to kill time work for another hour*

Why am I more tired today than yesterday when I got more sleep last night than the night before?
kaciagemini: (CJ-don't even start)
( Aug. 27th, 2006 10:44 pm)
Dorm room is coming together pretty well. Yay!

Dun wanna go to class tomorrow. *sads*

Dun wanna go to work forever.

But! Payday is Friday! Yayness!

So sleeeeeeeeeeepy.

Life needs to fade into the background again so I can RP. I'm pretty sure I owe tags from days ago. *le sigh* Perhaps Tuesday. Tomorrow is shot already.
kaciagemini: (CJ - jordan - coffee)
( Aug. 25th, 2006 08:41 am)
I was the first student into work this morning (of the three working today) at 8:04. This is not normal operating procedure.
Normally a.) there is only one student worker, b.) I'm early (well, at least this summer I have been, during the school year that's a different story), and c.)the other two students are even earlier.

Dorm moving-in-ness is going decently well. Moved some stuff in Wednesday, re-arranged furniture (I am quite pleased with it thusfar), moved some more stuff Thursday, me & Jen are moving some more today and hopefully the last of it tomorrow.

I have no idea why I have so much more trouble getting around to updating my LJ during the summer. It's very strange. *luffs on LJ*

I think it's time for a new layout, what do you think? Are the squirrels getting boring?

Tonight I am, hopefully, going to see a play called Fairy Tale Court at the Capitol Arts building with Jen, Rita if she gets home in time, & Laura if she wants to go (which I don't know because I haven't asked her yet because I'm lazy). It should be really good because it's directed by Chris Cherry. Zoe & Mom saw the last dress rehearsal a few days ago and they really like it, so I am quite hopeful. No "spinning wheels" in sight. ^.^
I need to call the theatre and ask what time it is and how much & possibly reserve tickets... but I hate telephones. Bugger. I'll get around to it later.

I wish I had coffee. But sadly I only have juice because they took out the coffee shop near my office. They're supposedly turning it from Starbucks into Java City. Which would be fine, because I like Java City coffee, except that it leaves me right now with no coffee and that is bad.

I'm tired. This is no surprise because I haven't had a decent night's sleep in days. I haven't been to bed before one AM in the last three nights which wouldn't be that bad if not for the fact that I got up at 6:30 today and yesterday and 5:30 the day before. Stupid job/life. And all the moving & stuff doesn't help much with the tiredness aspect. *sigh* But soon I will be safely ensconced in my dorm for the duration and will get to sleep in forever. Okay, maybe not forever, but I won't have to get up at 6:30 for any reason ever.

This... is a very random entry.
The end.
kaciagemini: (Hard Work Kills)
( Aug. 17th, 2006 04:15 pm)
Fall Semester Work Schedule:
Mon - 11-4:30
Tues - 8-11
Wed - 11-4:30

Class Schedule:
Tues - 11-2:15
Thurs - 11-5 (maybe)

Yay for 3-day weekends every week and only having to get up at 8:00 AM one day a week!
kaciagemini: (CJ-don't even start)
( Jun. 12th, 2006 02:37 pm)

Future Freshman: *walks right up to door* I need to get a student ID.
ID Center Worker: Did you read the sign? (the giant whiteboard sign that they just walked past to get to the door)
FF: ...yes.
IDCW: What did it say?
FF: ...something about a form?
IDCW: And did you fill out the form? (which they obviously haven't, as they're still standing around looking lost)
FF: I couldn't find it.
IDCW: (Did you try looking with your EYES?!) It's right there. (where you ALSO just walked past to come harass me)
FF: Oh. *turns around*

There are quite a few minor variations on this conversation, some of which involve them getting out their license rather than filling out the tiny but oh-so-essential piece of paper, and a couple of which involve getting them to sit in the chair. Yes, you have to sit. The chair isn't just there for looks. Yes, that one, the one in front of the camera. Yes, we're going to take your picture right now. You came here to get your damn ID, didn't you? Yes, your picture will probably look pretty bad. No, we don't have any sympathy for you. Guess what, I look like hell in mine, too; get over it.

I could understand getting this type of incident a few times a day. But when it's almost every single person? You have to wonder how these people are intelligent enough to get in to college when they are apparently incapable of reading three short instructions on a big sign.
(Fill out form. Get out photo ID - driver's license. Wait in line.)

I don't know which is worse - the ones who apparently read the sign and have trouble understanding it, or the ones who just ignore as though it couldn't possibly apply to them.

Yes, I love my job.



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