Here in Katie’s Head

Was it just me or was every single Academy Award presenter unquestionably coked up? Did they get drugs in their gift baskets? Aren’t most of them seasoned enough to know better?

Posted: 10:53 am · Category: Media · Comments: 2

I got kidnapped by spies and that is why I have not blogged lately.

Actually, that’s not true. I haven’t blogged because I am a horrible person.

So, let’s recap the past couple weeks:

1. I am allergic to winter and I sneeze all the time.
2. People need to send me money because I need to convince the apartment complex people that I can afford a lease.
3. My recent efforts to win the lottery have not panned out and left me $4 poorer.
4. This is the story that rocked campus, and it was awesme.
5. This is the story that rocked Kansas, and it was bittersweet.
6. I passed my pap smear. My roommate questions the use of the term “passed,” but I think it applies. On a related not, I switched to the nuvaring for birth control. If any of my lady readers want more info on it, feel free to email me. I’m happy about the switch.
7. I am sick of buying textbooks. It’s education’s greatest scam.
8. J.J. Abrams Wednesdays (Lost + Alias, back to back) make my week. J.J., I want to have your cute little babies.

Posted: 8:45 pm · Category: Meta · Comments: 6

So I figured I’d give the duct tape wallet thing a try (Molly convinced me). Mostly because I’m cheap and needed a quick DIY project. I used my parents’ duct tape and vaguely followed this nifty pattern.

I got crafty and used clear packing tape stuck back-to-back to make a clear window for my ID. I also put in two card pockets (for debit and KUID).

I’m still contemplating how to really personalize. Does permanent marker stick to duct tape? Maybe I should find some neat stickers.

Posted: 8:11 pm · Category: Crafty · Comments: 5

I’m sitting around, sniping eBay auctions. Waiting for that last moment where I submit my winning bid is slowly melting my brain. Somehow this happens every time pay day rolls around.

Maybe if my lottery tickets would actually win, I could afford to not be so freaking cheap.

Posted: 10:04 pm · Category: Consumerism · Comments: None

Time has taught me that I am not, nor will I ever be, a purse girl. So I’m going to try out being a wallet girl.

For the past three years, I’ve made a habit of tossing some cash, ID, debit card, and maybe my Yello Sub stamp card into my back pocket and calling it good. But I’m starting to think that maybe it could be better.

So I’m asking my non-purse carrying readers to offer up their advice on what makes an ideal wallet. I’m looking for something low-profile and perhaps with a bit of personality. It doesn’t have to last a lifetime, it doesn’t have to hold a thousand credit cards or photographs. It does, though, need to be un-slippery, because I don’t want it slipping out of my pocket.

Leather? Duct tape? That canvasy stuff? Double-fold? Tri-fold? A pocket for pay phone money?

Tell me what I need and where to get it. I obviously have no clue.

Posted: 10:37 am · Category: Consumerism · Comments: 11

I can be irrationally loyal to certain things (Diet Coke, Levi’s Superlow Stretch, non-white socks). I approach other things with a “try each option once” strategy (IM clients, flavors of Smirnoff Ice, roommates, turkey sandwiches).

Over the past five semesters, I’ve been steadily exploring the various women’s restrooms across campus, curiously observing how each is completely unique and most are kinda weird.

Strong Hall: I’ve only sampled the ladies’ room on the south end of the first floor. My first impression was that it was very nice and clean, certainly above the campus average. And then I notice that the doors on the stalls are, um, not quite as tall as they should be. I’m pretty short, but I suspect it’d be quiet easily for the taller members of the gender to easily see over the doors as they walked past them. Creepy! Also, I hate the separate hot and cold faucets on the sinks. Suggestion: Use this one only at low-traffic times of day.

Budig Hall: Also very clean, but with normal-sized stall doors. Nice and big, but it could use mirrors over the sinks. However, the dark blue tiles over the sinks are shiny and reflective enough if you just need to make sure your face is where you left it. Enough stalls that it tolerates high traffic quite well.

Wescoe: Oh, Jesus, God, don’t go in there. If it weren’t for the layer of water that covers the entire floor (is it leaky fixtures? is it pee? are girls really that messy here?), it might be a decent bathroom. There’s even a little bench in an alcove off to the side where my creepy old English teacher used to hide. But the water (please, let it be water) is just too funky.

Blake: The first floor bathroom here is a lot like the second floor bathroom in Stauffer-Flint. Except no free hand lotion and it’s a bit bigger. Everyone I’ve ever seen in there has been really nice. Lovely bathroom culture.

Summerfield: The fourth floor bathroom kinda creeps me out. It’s unusually vacant. Maybe it’s haunted.

Kansas Union: I’m paranoid that they’re dirtier than they look. Okay, they probably are. Probably safe, but not a top pick by any means.

Stauffer-Flint Hall: As a journalism student, I’ve spent lots of time in this building. Seeing as the journalism school has way more female students than male students, they could really use more stalls in the first-floor restroom. It often has lines between classes. Also, something about it creeps me out. The second-floor restroom is neat (though equally small) because it has a shelf full of assorted hand lotions that people have left behind for (I assume) communal use. Why? It’s a mystery.

Old Dole: And finally, my favorite. I live in Dole. I visit the second-floor ladies’ room at least daily. And it’s pretty much awesome. There are these totally sweet motion detectors that turn the lights off when no one’s there, so when I go in later in the day, it’s dark until I dance around in front of the motion detectors. The sinks, though, are stupid. You press down on the hot or cold button, and it shoots out water for a standard amount of time — except that each hot and cold button has its own particular period of time that it stays on. Some gush for way too long, and some barely stay on for a few seconds. Thus, everyone has found their favorite sink where the timing of the faucets is in sync with their handwashing, but if someone else is at their favorite sink, they quietly panic. The full-length mirror at the exit makes up for the sinks, though. It’s quite nice.

Posted: 9:04 am · Category: Geek, School · Comments: 2

This made me laugh so hard. Pop culture commentary and shoes are the formula for a blog that goes straight to my bookmarks.

Posted: 9:45 pm · Category: Links · Comments: 2