Let's Do The Time Warp Again!

I guess here's a week and a half in one entry before passing out for 5 1/2 hours!

Last Friday the typical happy-hour-that-lasts-all-night crowd was out at our normal 10-11 two-for-ones bar, and one of the guys who was out with us said that he could get us into a club around the corner that none of us would typically go to because it's 18+ and has a high cover, but for free I'll totally dance the night away! Both Shadow Boy and Dodgeball were there.

Even after the weekend before and the disappointment of seriously unmet expectations, I spent the whole night dancing with Dodgeball. Sure I was a little drunk, but it was also rather exhilarating to flirt and dance knowing that I no longer wanted anything to come from it!

I was also able to determine that since I could have been flirting and dancing with a boy who was interested, I should probably not lead that boy on by accepting a date with him.

As of last night, I heard that Shadow Boy has been flirting it up with someone else who, from the little I know of her, he would be much better suited for. Win, win, win! (Option 5, I believe, for fans of The Office.)

This weekend has been a bit of a blowout to kick of the second half of the semester. It's one of the busiest I've had in a while, and I'm loving it!

Now it's time for bed after a great showing of the Rocky Horror Show, because the lovely Kasey is picking me up in less than 6 hours to get an awesome vanity I found on Craigslist. The addition of this vanity to my room will allow me to finish up the organizing of my room, which will mean a much better rest of the semester!

For those who follow dictionarycom on twitter, I'm tempted to change Dodgeball's alias to Fugacious.

Don't You Know that You're Toxic?

I don't even know what to say right now. I have lots of things I could update with, but I don't really get any of it, so I don't know how to get out of my head.

I guess I'll give it a go though.

I was thinking about the possible date with the about to be named boy, and I realized that I'm not currently terribly into him. I have no zsa-zsa-zsu, as a new blogging friend has recently posted about. I want a boy who will share the spotlight with me. Someone who will get up and make a fool out of himself with me so that when I regret it, he can say he did it too, rather than try to tell me that I looked fine. I don't really want someone who will be standing back in the shadows. Thus Shadow Boy has been named.

(Totally unrelated picture, but can I please have one this adorably afraid of fireworks, but then totally into them when hanging out with me?)

So, I got some advice from a friend this week that I should not in fact take Shadow Boy up on his date offer if I don't think that I like him. The thing is though, I do enjoy talking to him. What if that could lead to some zsa-zsa-zsu? I mean, the first few times that I met Dodgeball there wasn't anything there. And then the idiot had to go and use some big words, and there were those damned butterflies in my stomach. Why do I have to be such an English major?

If I could like Shadow Boy though, why shouldn't I give it a shot. Maybe the butterflies will come later.

Or maybe they'll last for 3 years like they have with someone else...

Blue instant messaged me tonight. Checking to make sure that I still work somewhere that prevents us from dating. He has actually been the topic of discussion lately, and I find it very interesting that he then messages me at 1:15AM. What is it about this boy? I don't understand him!

Put your hands up!

I haven't written for a while. In any of my blogs.

I'm really overwhelmed with school right now and I can't wait to have my hours cut at work now that we have a new part timer. I know that's a little unexpected, but I really want to get back on top of this semester, and the only feasible way for me to do that means less time at work.

In the last few hours I have been semi-challenged to learn the Single Ladies dance, which I've wanted to do anyway, but now will have to because I can't challenge someone to do it and then not do it myself. I may be performing it in a couple weeks, or I may find some way out of us all performing it. If I do learn it and feel comfortable before Halloween, I'm super tempted to dress up as Beyonce for Halloween though. I kind of think it's appropriate for working at a music store, is it not?

I have another idea I really like for Halloween though, and If I can make that happen I'm going to instead.

Beyond the dancing and Halloween motivations, this weekend allowed me to see that I kind of am enjoying being single. As much as I like the idea of relationships and such, sometimes there are disappointments that come with that kind of thing, and I have too much to focus on right now to open myself up to disappointments. Especially the kind of disappointments I had this weekend. At least I won't have to focus on that issue anymore!

That being said, I believe there is kind of an open invitation for a date right now, and I will be taking this boy up on his offer. I can't think of an appropriate nickname for him that won't also reveal his identity to some people who read this, so he is as yet unnamed, but I will do my best to come up with something before writing about him again.

I love when I forget that I schedule something to post later and then I get a comment on it so I get an email reminder that it exists!

For the record, I'm about 97.4% sure that I, in fact, do not have snot droplets all over my house. For one thing, when that conversation happened, last week, I wasn't really moving around the house all that much.

In other news, this semester is kicking my ass, and I just made a meatloaf.

My brother and I are awesome.

Jeffrey: i found you!
Katherine: creepy
Jeffrey: yeah i get that sometimes
Katherine: i know, i taught you well
Jeffrey: haha
Katherine: want to hear something gross?
Jeffrey: um idk
Katherine: just say yes
Jeffrey: haha yes
Katherine: it's not blood and guts gross, just like snot gross
Jeffrey: haha fine
Katherine: I just got up to get ANOTHER kleenex, and my nose literally dripped onto my hand
Jeffrey: gross
Katherine: I know, right?
the grosser part is that i only know because i felt it fall on my hand
I could have snot drops all over the house!
Jeffrey: ok you can stop now
Katherine: You're keeping your shoes on from now on when you're here, aren't you?
Jeffrey: i would say yes, but it's not true
Katherine: yeah, you'll forget
Jeffrey: most definitely
Katherine: and the next time I see you without shoes in my house I'll be thinking about this conversation
Jeffrey: please don't remind me of it
Katherine: I won't
but I'll be smiling
smirking even
Jeffrey: le jerk
Katherine: and you'll ask me why, and I'll invent something extravagant just to spare you
that's how much I love you.
Jeffrey: haha well thanks

Small request

Would one of the adorable boys in my life just ask me out to one of the great movies out right now already?

I'm a better hippie when I'm sick.

Yesterday I went to the store, and not only remembered to bring my reusable bags, but also decided to go with recycled tissues rather than the oh-so-tempting Puffs Plus with Lotion.

My nose doesn't hate me quite so much as it could, but it is building quite the friendship with my tube of Neosporin. I've got to tell you, it's a damn sexy look.

Can I have some water?

I really honestly don't get how mouth breathers exist. I'm pretty sure that I could fall asleep with a stuffed nose, if it weren't for the fact that my mouth is drying out every 3.7 seconds.

Mouth breathing has always kind of grossed me out in the past, and I'm sure that it will continue to do so when I can hear someone doing it, but now I will have a bit more respect for them when I notice it.

I am not invincible.

Sorry to break it to some of you, I know that y’all worship me and everything, but sometimes I simply can’t do it all. I found that out this week based on what I thought was caffeine withdrawal. Turns out, lots of those symptoms are the same as whatever flu-like thing I’ve got going.

I came home from work after only 2 hours yesterday because I was pretty much useless. I was really trying to stick it out until the second key holder came in so that they had better coverage, but I really couldn’t. I then proceeded to sleep through the afternoon on the couch while half watching Sunshine Cleaning.

Then my angel Blythe came and brought me some soup! The food helped tons, and I felt much better before bed, though I ended up calling in sick today to make sure that I’m really getting over whatever this is before getting back to school on Monday.

Too bad I don’t have any grand stories about awesome adventures or anything, I think I’m going to be a grown up and not go out dancing tonight no matter if I’m feeling amazing later or not. Instead I’ve made some magnets and now I’m going to do what I can to catch up on the homework that I’ve gotten behind on while being sick.

HA! I wrote that hours ago, and have not gotten around to any homework, nor even posting this!

I was able to watch a few episodes of Ugly Betty and every episode of Glee on Hulu though. And now I’m about to go flip out on the neighbors who are playing music way too loud. Yes I realize that it’s only 8:30. Apparently I’m a grouchy invalid.

Caffeine withdrawal is totally a real thing.



And it's not pretty.

Which makes me want to stop ingesting it. But considering how my day went today, that does not seem to be the most logical course of action. I could not get out of bed today. And I hated it. I was really looking forward to getting to class today and continuing my attempts at staying on top of schoolwork, but I could not get out of bed before 3.

So I had an enchilada that my roommate made last night, it was awesome, and some dr pepper, and I’m feeling about 94.3% better. So no more 48 hours with no caffeine after more than 3 servings of it the day before.

I’m kind of wanting to cut my hair. I decided a while ago to let it grow longer because I had it long at the beginning of the year and I loved all that I could do with it (even if I never did) but I’m getting a little sick of it lately. I know that if I go into Courtney and tell her this she’ll go for layers and keep the over all length, but sometimes I feel like I’ll walk out of there with a bit of a femullet if I don’t cut the longer layers too, and I’m not a fan.

Any thoughts?

Don't know when I'll be back again.

We just barely started getting to know each other, and she's leaving. I hardly know details because I figured that everyone would be asking with such short notice, so I'll get them from Laura later.

I can't wait to be jealous of all the awesomeness that she encounters in Dallas.


PS, I love that I didn't think that there were any pictures of us, but Facebook now has a thing that if you look at someone's pictures, there's a link to pictures with both of you in them, and there was one courtesy of Jared!

Also, I love that my drink is the super watery/empty one in front of me. I'm drinking Laura's so we can move onto the Shady Lady sooner.

Inspired

A friend of mine lost his mother early yesterday morning. I never got to meet her, but I love seeing his words about her.

He's definitely one of the coolest people anyone could ever meet, and before I knew too much about her, I thought it was an "in spite of" situation rather than a because of. I was wrong.

Reading his words since her passing, I keep finding myself crying. I feel a little foolish for doing so, since I never did get to meet her, but the tears are not tears of loss or sorrow. They are happy tears to know that such a person could ever exist. I cannot thank this friend enough for sharing with the rest of the world these small fragments of the woman who shaped one of my favorite people in the world.



On an entirely different note, I saw Fame tonight, and will from now on be dancing pretty much every moment that I can. The latest addition to my dance line up will start next Monday, the beginning Hip Hop Aerobics course at Sac State. It will also get me on campus later, which means more study time. (That last period started off as an exclamation point, but needed to be changed.)



Feeling the smile on my face while watching the big number at the end was a bit awesome. I remember seeing Save The Last Dance in theaters when it came out and I was crying through most of it because I missed dancing and I was pretty mad at myself for letting me quit when we moved to Sacramento. This time though, I've got the motivation to dance again, and I'm going to just that. When I'm not in some sort of class or at a venue doing swing, you can expect me to be leaving happy hour and Saturday nights with the Xoso crew for places like Press Club.

I can't wait!

Also, after having a total crush through the movie, I'm wondering if I have a new type, or this is just a fluke.

Will you remember my name?

Fame came out this weekend!!!!

I haven't gotten a chance to see it yet, but I was very stoked about it at work last night. That excitement definitely led to the moment that made my night.

When a customer did not buy a copy of the original Fame (ridiculous, I know) but left it at the counter for us to put back, I half jumped and said to Justin, "That came out today!" Which was technically wrong, it had come out the day before, but that's not really the point. Justing looked quite confused for a moment, until I was still stoked and kept talking about it. Then he seemed a little awkward and said, "Oh, the movie came out, that's not what I heard."

He refused to say what he did hear because it was, "inappropriate" which only made me push harder to know what it was.

Finally he admitted to hearing me say (with the enthusiasm of talking about Fame, remember), "I came out today!"

This then amused us both, as my attitude really didn't fit with that statement, and the environment in which I was telling Justin would have been even more inappropriate. I think he was really glad that I wasn't in any way offended though. It's not like I haven't been assumed to be gay before, and his confusion was partially in knowing that I'm not.

In other work news, there's a guy there I really don't like. I can't really do anything about it because in my history, sharing that kind of information with other people at work only makes it worse as I turn to them an roll my eyes whenever the offending party does something ridiculous. So, instead of being a gossip like I would have done in the past, I'm making myself more busy. I think I'm going to super annoy my manager by emailing her the random ideas that I have for the store every now and then. I'll make it clear that I don't expect to hear her opinion on each of them, more that I'm just voicing the things I'm thinking. Maybe then I'll have more projects to do and I can ignore that Unibrow doesn't seem to do anything.

I can't believe I haven't shared this yet. It happened like 36 hours ago!

I never really believed that guys carried condoms in their wallet, I mean, there would be no, "Do you have something?" moments if they all did, right?

I was ringing up a not-unattractive guy at work on Tuesday, only to have not only a condom fall out as he pulled out his credit card, but a Trojan Magnum. If his friends hadn't been there, I probably would have made some sort of comment about it, but we both just sort of laughed it off, and I immediately thought of sharing it.

In retrospect, it's not really something worth sharing without having made that comment. Live and learn I guess.

Also, does it remind anyone else of the first episode of Sex and the City?

Maybe I'm that guy's Big.

I don't really think so though.


P.S. Turns out I'm not so great at not liking a boy unless he likes a band that I despise. Even then, not so fab.

If I was a Sculptor, but then again no.

I love it when I make a decision, and even though my subconscious tells me that I'm an idiot, other things in life seem to support my choice.

More specifically, the dream I had last night definitely suggests that forgetting about Dodgeball is not going to be as easy as I hoped it would be, but when I got some promo CDs today at work the new release by Harry Connick Jr was in there and the songs are rather encouraging for the He's Just Not That Into You perspective, which is what I'm trying to work with. The first track is actually the exact message I was hoping to get from that book, in the tone that it should have been told in.

So now, not only do I get the music that I wanted, but its timing is pretty awesome and will hopefully help in this whole moving on thing.

Ugh, sometimes things get posted that are really tempting and so not what I need while writing this, but it's a way to prove to myself that I can handle it!

I can, I swear.

Working working working day and night!

It's all about the career now.

Well, not really, but since I'm not focusing on a certain boy right now I need something else to distract me until either another boy comes along to do the distracting, or I really don't care about the afore mentioned boy anymore.

So the career it is! Which right now means school!

I'm at school right now and need to get into class, but if I'm not updating here, please read my posts for my Writing and the Young Writer course. I should be updating there at a minimum of twice a week through December.

Oh! and I need some recommendations for classical pieces to buy. I want to get some things to listen to while studying, and I reorganized that section at work this weekend, which means I'm on total over load. Anyone have any favorite symphonies or anything to suggest?

Isn't faith believing all power can't be seen?

After a very long night last night, and a word being used that I don't really want associated with me, I've decided to turn my affections from Dodgeball to someone else.

ME!

While this is really easy to say at 10:30 on a Saturday morning after hanging out with cool people the previous night, I'm going to do my best to keep to it...

Forget boys. From now on I have eyes for one man. I first fell for him during my senior year of high school when I saw things like this...



Lots of stuff has happened since then, including my 21st birthday at his show in Vegas.
And then last year he did this at the Grammy's (yes I have already shared this).



With moments like the next one, how can I not be in love with him?



Who knows him? Let's make this happen!

Happiness is a warm gun

My routine for school is slowly coming along. I still haven't found a good groove in which I get everything done that I need to, but I'm getting enough done. Most of my blogging will be found on the journal assignment for my Writing and the Young Writer course, as that will earn me a grade and as such should be prioritized before entertainment. The good news though is that I should have some decent things to say over there, so feel free to follow it and make comments!

Onto something that's easier to feign interest in!

I was talking to a new friend on Facebook chat last week, and found out that before they knew my name, a few of the dodgeball guys (not to be confused with Dodgeball himself) would refer to me as the librarian. I totally understand. I like to wear cardigans, and when going out in the evening they are quite useful for warding off the chills while also being totally adorable. Now that I'm back in school I like to wear something that makes me feel like I could possibly look like the million years older than all the other students here, so cardigans are a much better choice than hoodies. I've also realized something with all this new focus on those awesome little sweaters.

I need new cardigans!!!

It's getting a little colder, and soon enough I'm going to need an actual jacket, but even then some of my classrooms are rather cold but wearing jacket to take notes is entirely unappealing. I am constantly wanting cardigans in colors that i don't actually have them in, especially when watching super awesome new TV shows in which a main character has some awesome ones.

So now I think I'm going to casually be looking for them in pretty much every color of the rainbow, I mean, why not? If you notice anything awesome please let me know where I can find them!


Oh, and the title means nothing, I just can't get that lyric out of my head.

Crap, it's the time I said I would go to bed tonight and I haven't written anything about the awesome that was this weekend. Yes, awesome is a noun.

This weekend brought me from two crushes to barely a half crush.

I spent two fun nights out with friends, the first of which was rather informative, the second was more fun than I could possibly describe and will have to be planned again.

I'm super behind on homework already though, and any chance of me getting up early enough to work on any tomorrow requires me going to bed now.

Starting tomorrow I'm going to be productive!