Television’s continued downward spiral
26
Jul
2005
In case it isn’t obvious, ABC Family’s Pizza My Heart is just as bad as the title indicates. So is its website, actually.
Here in Katie’s Head
These shoes loved me back
25
Jul
2005
These shoes saw me through my first three years of college, and as you can see, they’re not in shape for a fourth. They were there through the boyfriends, parties, finals, concerts and misadventures and somehow tossing them in the trash seems a little unceremonious for my most beloved of shoes.
So they get a eulogy before they meet the dumpster.
I remember the day I bought these shoes. It was after being forced to spend an unbearable amount of time in Abercrombie with a friend. According to the box, they are “oil green,” and I have never seen another pair in the same color. I still have the box, too, and it’s full of other stupid things I won’t throw away.
When I wore them for the first time, I remember receiving compliments on them from homeless men who were particularly impressed with the color. Chuck Taylors; the favorite shoes of indie kids and homeless people.
And now, after three years and eight days, I am officially retiring my chucks.
There goes the blogosphere
19
Jul
2005
Need a temporary distraction? Try reality television stars’ blogs.
Verdict: Beauty and the Geek’s “geeks” more grounded than Jerry Hall’s Kept men.
This is me jumping on the bandwagon
19
Jul
2005
As you may or may not have noticed, I’ve been playing around with some of those geeky blog fads, namely gravatars (coincidentally, the domain registration lapsed, but I’ve heard promises that the site will be up again shortly) and technorati tags.
I’ve been watching the adoption of both for several months, and I know I’ve adopted them far too late to be among the trendsetters, but who wants to be left out of the party?
And WordPress plugin geek that I am, I’ve tried out multiple plugins before finding ones that worked best for me. For gravatars, I’m using the basic plugin because I like its simplicity. For tags, I’m using bunny’s plugin, again for its simplicity — I tried others, but found that this one does exactly what I want (gives me a template tag so I can put each post’s tag list exactly where I want it, display it exactly how I want, and add the tags through custom fields instead of hard coding them into the post field).
I’ve never liked using a rigid category structure because I loathe both the inevitable “miscellaneous” category and the ridiculously excessive hierarchy that happens when you try to categorize truly miscellaneous posts. And yet I think it’ll take me a while before I learn to come up with truly useful tags for each post.
Post-Potter depression
17
Jul
2005
I just finished Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince.
Unlike the rest of the internet, I’m not going to post spoilers and I’m not going to post a cryptic review. I will say, though, that it appears Harry’s mission for the final book is very clearly defined in a way that it hasn’t been before, which is comforting.
I’ve passed the book on to my youngest sister, leaving the middle sister and me with much to discuss.
Read faster, girl!
16
Jul
2005
So we reserved a copy of the new Harry Potter, one copy to be shared by the whole family. We established an order of who would read it first.
I get it second.
I am only patient when I want to be.
But I want to be reading the damn book.
I guess these are my last throes
13
Jul
2005
I’m allergic to far more things than a person should be. I envision my death being a dramatic scene where I melt into a sea of hives.
It seems the little demons in my clogged sinuses are conspiring to invent new ways to make me miserable. They’ve improved their headache-making skills and have begun to figure out how to give me tummy aches. They keep me up all night, and the sleeplessness leads to a delirium where I feel compelled to tell stories to the all the crumpled Kleenex in my trash can.
After a day of this, the cat started worrying about me. She’s abandoned her post in my sister’s room (her day job, you see, is to make sure my sister’s bed stays well coated in cat hair) to watch over me. Every time I woke up last night, there she was, staring at me with her wide, green eyes.
Right now, she’s sitting on the stairs, still watching. She must like watching me, because she hasn’t even tried to take a nap all morning. It’s also possible that I’m the most interesting thing in the house now that everyone else is at work.
Either way, I’m using my sinus demons as an excuse for watching too much VH1 “celebreality” (but Hogan does know best!) instead of doing anything productive.
