Here in Katie’s Head

As I do each year, here is my Year in Review for 2003. It seemed like a pretty good year, but as I started writing this out I realized how much of it really sucked. However, the parts that rocked were totally rocking. And 2004 looks to be interesting.

January: Moved in with new roommates. Mild seasonal depression and arthritis set in. Tried to keep myself distracted from both. Got turned down for a job I really wanted. Realized my hatred for January is totally justified.

February: Gave roses to all my girlfriends on Valentines to cheer them up, making their collective day. Began trial separation from Justin. Went to to a rock-tastic concert.

March: Got my shit together, if briefly. Got caught in the Denver Blizzard of ‘03 over spring break. Watched a ton of movies while snowbound. Reunited with Justin upon returning to Kansas.

April: Plagued by insecurity. Went to another cool concert. Had a scary allergic reaction. Crashed my moped twice. Burned myself once (leaving a six-inch scar that I make up silly stories about).

May: Dumped by Justin. Feigned security. Realized my roommates are really, really damn cool. Had Hugh-Jackman-a-Thon with roommate. Moved back to Wichita for the summer.

June: Spent the month medicating my sick-as-a-dog cat. Took up knitting. Became obsessed with Six Feet Under. Another allergic reaction, finally went to an allergist, thought I was going to die, in my special hypochondriac way.

July: Did nothing. Seriously. All month long, nothing.

August: Finally, after a year of stupid crap, got my shit together. Thank god. Moved back to Lawrence, moved in with friends into the coolest room in the hall. Met my friend John at a party. Hung out on the roof.

September: Tried to grow lettuce on the roof. Roommates suspiscious of my judgment, for good reason. Life was good.

October: Roommates HIGHLY suspicious of my judgment, sometimes I am too. Ben convinces me that my judgment is really not so bad. Life was still good, but really weird. Spent fall break chilling out. Garth touched my boob. Hilarity ensued.

November: The thing I cannot speak of because if I word it wrongly, I’ll be flamed for it. Wrote a term paper on millennialism. Turned twenty. Felt old. Caught a cold from icky cousin.

December: Still had a cold. Head left spinning by The Weekend of Too Much Drama. Did some crazy, crazy shit (and as the running joke goes, some day I’ll brag about it to my grandkids). Got high on a turkey sandwich, inexplicably. Flirted with a cute boy or two. Bought an iPod. Hated Wichita. Appreciated a lot of people. Got excited about writing.

Posted: 4:34 pm · Category: Memories · Comments: 7

It’s really nice to have someone to be thoroughly silly with.

Katie: My old number was 250-0383, which I thought was a really smart-looking number, but oohhhh no, I was mistaken. The new one is SO MUCH BETTER. Maria: indeed the new one is better Maria: Mine is - Maria: it has a 785 area code Katie: Awesome Katie: I have you in my address book now as “Maria!” with a ! Maria: yay! i’ll do that for you too Maria: but with Katie Katie: Woo. I’m easily excited. Maria: me too

Posted: 12:40 am · Category: Misc Friends · Comments: 3

It’s really quite disappointing that when I let out a scream, followed by, “HOLY CRAP! IT’S ALIVE…OH MY GOD, IT’S ALIVE! EEP!” no one in the house comes to my rescue, or even inquires as to what’s going on, or even notices.

Posted: 4:11 pm · Category: Silly Things · Comments: 4

Like a long list of other bloggers, from the A-list on down, this is the post where I announce that I’ve finally given up on fighting spam and signed up with knowspam.net.

According to their count, I get upwards of 500 spam emails each week. Maybe that’s a ton or maybe it’s nothing, but spam makes me feel all…icky. And now I don’t ever have to see any of it again, which makes me feel all…happy.

Just like Mozilla Firebird made me forget what it was like to deal with pop-ups on the web, I suspect knowspam will make me forget what it was like to deal with spam in my email.

Posted: 4:01 pm · Category: Links · Comments: 4

My mother HATES going to the Christmas gathering for Dad’s extended family. Because she HATES hanging out with his creepy aunts and uncles, creepier cousins, and their possibly-even-creepier kids (who weren’t allowed to watch Sesame Street because the Count is actually Satan).

And because I’m practically the same person as my mother, I hate going too.

But what I hate even more is that they sneak-attacked me with it this year. I was happily out shopping, actually heading to Jason’s Deli for a some sandwhichy goodness when, “dee deedee dee dee deeedeee,” my cellphone starts ringing.

I see Dad’s number on the caller ID and answer, “Yes?….Hello?”

“Katie?”

“Yes???”

“You need to come home RIGHT NOW. We’ve got to get to the Lohrenz holiday thing.”

He didn’t have to tell me what thing. He meant the DREADED thing. The thing I conviniently used dinner at the boyfriend’s dad’s house last year to get out of. The thing that I didn’t have a solid excuse to skip this year. The thing that, if I’d been given ANY notice at all, I’d have come up with a solid excuse to skip. The thing that Mom, undoubtedly as pissed as me, was waiting for me to pick her up for.

“Uh, okay, Dad. I’m way out on North Rock and traffic’s absolute hell, but I’ll get there as soon as I can.”

The worst part? Mom made me change out of my Jesus Heels shirt because “now is not the time to piss off your [horrifyingly out-of-touch with reality, conservative] relatives.”

My opinion? Since this is the one time of the year when I see them, it’s the perfect time to piss off the relatives.

Damn Mom and her veto power.

Posted: 12:25 am · Category: Family · Comments: 3

Kraft Macaroni has a shelf life. Who knew?

Note to self: inspect for expiration date next time.

Posted: 10:24 pm · Category: Silly Things · Comments: 3

Ever send an email and then immediately slap yourself on the forehead afterwards. “That was so not right.”

And this is reason 43 that I should have a time machine.

Posted: 11:57 pm · Category: Boys · Comments: 4