someone tell max to quit getting handsy

weeee!!

maxwell's almost here!!!

things i miss

• finding new husbands for kelly, and laughing at their crackheadish misfortunes without, for a second, feeling bad about laughing at somone's crackheadish misfortunes.

• the way the black cat was our cheers. and no matter what drama and bullshit went on there, and how much we complained about the place, we always ended up there. and we always had an amazing time.

• the metro. the fact that i rarely rode it, but felt so awesome when i did. the sound of it rattling by me as i raced it on 66, usually to beat it by about 30 miles an hour.

• drives to fredericksburg. hour to hour. it was the perfect amount of time to be in the car, to think, to get away from the city.

• art rock

• endless nights at dc9 spent in the circle of knowledge, learning way more than i wanted to know. and shots with dugan.

• the people that i had beef (or had beef with me) for one reason or another but still saw out every night of the week. the beef was so ridiculous, and no one ever said a word about it. it just lingered around and we all glared, but evenutally everyone laughed...at least i did.

• 3am at the diner with fred...and jessica, bob, shaniqua, and tyrone....and trannie fights

• that dude that wrote down everything that went on at the cat...he creeped me out, but his presence was always reassuring that i was home, and everything was as it should be. though i still wonder what he has written down about me...

• the way that gwen always managed to stay classy, no matter how ridiculous and beligerently awesome she got

• etc.

there's a thunder in our hearts, baby

1. i figured out what was wrong with the original bloggie...but i'm kind of excited about having a new one...sort of a fresh start at a perfectly appropriate time. you can still read the archives by clicking over there >> but i think i'll keep this one....

2. i really like these lyrics. like a lot.

It doesn't hurt me.
You want to feel, how it feels?
You want to know, know that it doesn't hurt me?
You want to hear about the deal I'm making.
You, (be running up that hill)
you and me. (be running up that hill)

And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building.
If I only could, oh...

You don't want to hurt me,
But see how deep the bullet lies.
Unaware that I'm tearing you asunder.
there's a thunder in our hearts, baby.

so much hate for the ones we love?
Tell me, we both matter, don't we?
You, (be running up that hill)
you and me. (be running up that hill)
you and me, won't be unhappy.

And if I only could,
make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building,
if I only could, oh...

"Come on, baby, c'mon c'mon darling,
Let me steal this moment from you now.
Come on, angel, c'mon, c'mon, darling,
Let's exchange the experience"
oh...
And if I only could,
make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
(with)No problems.

And if I only could,
make a deal with God,
And I'd get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
No problems.

"If I only could, be running up that hill

i wish i could post the comps of what i'm making kelly for xmas...but it would ruin the surpise.

let me just say, it's going to be amazing. probably the best present ever.

if you want to see, send me a message, i'll shoot you the link (and cut off your head if you show her...)

vans asked me for samples of work :)







maybe one day i'll get a design job again...

you know what's cool? having a job that actually gives you steady income every week...without fail....without a boss calling you up and saying he is out of town for the next three weeks....etc. that's what's cool..

you know what's not cool? kelly in dc. that's what's not cool.

You don't believe me, but you do this every time

If I could tear you from the ceiling
And guarantee source divine
Rid you of possessions fleeting
Remain your funny valentine

If I could tear you from the ceiling
I know the best have tried
I'd fill your every breath with meaning
And find the place we both could hide

If I could tear you from the ceiling
I’d freeze us both in time
And find a brand new way of seeing
Your eyes forever glued to mine.


i'm determined to one day win a game of pyramid...

YOU'RE MY NEW ACHILLES HEEL

preface: sorry, that was just to text if this new fangled blogger beta crap was working. and it turns out it is. or might be. i'm not really sure.

I. the injury on my horses leg seems to be getting worse. or maybe i'm just irritating it more. either way, im really freaked out by it.

II. there are feathers and peices of bird carcass all around our front walkway. delilah tries to eat them, which is pretty much gross.

III. on a more serious note. i've given up on trying to accomidate for anyone's emotions other than my own. I'm sick of trying to explain myself, of trying to accomidate, of trying to be nice. i've never claimed to be nice, or selfless, or anything. i'm pretty open about who i am and i don't really hide my hand at any point.
this rant is actually not bloggie appropriate or i'm just going to start spouting out a lot of shit that needs to be said in private.

so whatever.


back to drawing windmills

working?

sucker love is heaven sent

i think i might be going a little more nuts than usual.

i wrote this to d, i figure it's a good kateupdate...upkate?

everything is pretty good out here. it's definatly an awesome place. i love the weather, the area, the change from dc. It's nice being able to walk from your car to your home at night without looking over your shoulder.

it's weird not knowing anyone though. going out and never running into anyone i know. I realized without a base group of friends it's hard for me to make new friends. i've hung out with people from work a few times, they are always nice, but not particularly my type of people. I haven't been drinking lately, which also makes things harder for me to be social...but it was definatly needed.

i'm working at houstons out here, hetta helped me get the job. it's not exactly what i want to be doing...obviously...but it's good money for the time being. I'm doing some freelance work, and applying for as many design jobs as i can. i've been talking with an hr person at vans, they have an apparell graphic design possition open. i would love it, but i think it's a long shot. either way, i'm going to do anything i can to get it! my free time has been awesome though. i've been painting and drawing a lot. i bought a new moleskin and i've been sketching every day. i'm really excited about it. i think that all of my creative energy was drained into school and work, i had none left for my personal art. now that i'm barely doing freelance design, i can use my personal art as my creative outlet. i love it.

i'll post pictures later.

so here's the deal:
it's been a month since bloggie went down. after fighting with everyone trying to get it back up, i've temporarily given up and decided to post a new bloggie in a different spot and just link to the old one.

it's ridiculous..
but yeah.

anyway i guess i'm back

welcome back.