I think I might start every blog post and vid with that. "Okay." Just sums me up nicely.

Today was both productive and unproductive. The product of going to bed at 4am yesterday was me sleeping until 11am. I got up, shoved my bed into a corner and went to work putting some more clothes away into my new dresser. Had breakfast at lunchtime, made some pre-frozen juice. Guests came over then - friends whom our family hasn't seen for quite a long time and it was really nice to talk with them. Finished the entire jug of juice with their company.

Made more. Ate lunch; fish and chips a little over an hour after 'breakfast'. It amused me. Lazed around for a bit, watching some TV. Then I got down to finishing Jenny's letter. Wrote the last paragraph, signed it. Doodled on it (oh noes! spoilerz!), drew some fabulous art, stamped it and then left it on my desk to procrastinate sending.

I'm not sure exactly what I did for the while after that. Oh, more friends of the family came over, but they left. Young kids throwing tantrums and such. At that time I was, if I recall correctly, watching Mitchell and Kyle's new questions video on mmitchelldaviss.net. Facebooked, spent entirely too much time on YouTube, Twitter and ffffound.com. Then more stuff I don't remember doing. Such a bad memory I have...

Little sister had a fun-raising gig at the local community hall, so dad decided to drive her and hit up the grocery store at the same time. I volunteered to go, and sent Jenny's letter. It's on the way, love! Came home, mum got off work. Then, while dad cooked dinner, mum and I watched What the Buck? episodes and laughed at weird videos of laughing cats while playing lame internet games (many of which can be found here).

Dinner was very tasty. Lemon fish with green beans and rice. Yum.

After that, I watched Post Grad, which is now on my list of favorite movies. Cute, cute, cute!

More YouTube after that. Really. I'm such an addict now. Is there a channel for YouTube addicts? That would be hilarious. No, I watched some Michelle Phan, and now tonight I am going to begin testing out her sugar scrub recipe. Extra Virgin Olive Oil, Honey and Sugar. Sounds strange, smells funky, but apparently works.

So now I'm off to try it, organize some more room items and then (maybe) have some sleep. Most likely not very much. Wish me luck!

Mar sin leat,

Kate.

~K.L.

say something~

Finishing up those cookies Kris and Ben gave me for Christmas.

There seems to be a lot of leftover chocolate in the tin with it. Alright!

Nothing really to blog about. I've been a little sick, but it's nothing all too serious. Still have a headache, and my stomach cramps came back (yay...), but I'm feeling good.

I know it's normal for a person's pulse to speed up during a period of illness, but when I'm sick, I swear my heart turns into a bullet-train. It's almost as if it speeds up and pumps extra, extra, extra hard to take the stress off the rest of my body. It's kind of annoying. I mean, feeling my pulse through my eyelashes has got to be really abnormal.

Jacinda, remember that vid you put of me on your blog? Yeah, I still can't view it.

Kim, you must post something.

Jenny (if you decide to read this), I am replying to your letter ASAP, and including lots of little fun pictures as requested. Should send it in a day or two!

Mar sin leat,

Kate

~K.L.

say something~

Today my topics of choice are Moving Home, Christmas, New Years, Life.

So we begin.

The bus ride home was long and tiring. And entire day spent on and waiting for a bus. Jenny and I were on the same bus, and we sat together for about half the way. It was cramped FULL with all kinds of people. Families, Hippies, Crack-heads, Musicians, Businessmen, etc. I was sitting by this fat man - a father of 2 [cute] young boys - and aside from him squeezing into my seat a little bit, he gave off a lot of body heat. I am a cold person by nature, so I didn't mind it at all. A human heater. It was nice.

Movies were watched by Jenny and I, comedy clips recorded right from the internet in Victoria; pictures taken with funny frame settings. It was okay. I remember running to the grocery store. How cold it was.

The 2 hours spent in Golden waiting for the bus to arrive and the driver to be ready made realize just how amazing mountain people are. Despite having the chance to talk to 60 people on the previous bus, I found that it was really difficult to do. Aside from the Musicians and Hippies [who were all coming with us], the rest were city people. Stiff and uncomfortable people to talk to. The people in Golden, though. Ah, mountain people. "My feet are fucking freezing. Fuck." Says one Converse-wearing guy to the rest of our 6-person group...4 of whom are also wearing Converse. It's -6 degrees Celsius. We all concur, swear, kick a few suitcases around and are talking like we've known each other for years for the rest of the trip. Nothing akward, nothing weird. Immediate friends.

Even though I arrived in Invermere at 10am-ish, and despite being horribly tired, I didn't actually go to bed until later that same night. Crazy how the mind works.

...is Home.

I woke up at 7:30, woke up the little sister and, with her, jumped on the big sis. We all treked upstairs to the general feeling of the holiday. Mom and Dad drinking coffee, waiting for us to dive into our present-opening, goodie-box-perusing and usual shenanigans. I received 2 books, an official Olympic Canada hat, knee-high converse hand-made by a student from Vancouver, 2 shirts, a wonderful knitted sweater, a hairdryer and a hair straightener. Lots of chocolate. Ben and Kris baked cookies for our little group, and they were soooooo good. I still have some, actually.

Did nothing all day long except sit and talk and laugh. It felt really good. I have an awesome family.

Thanks, Jenny, for that awesome gift. ^^; I listen to that CD over and over again, and I've used my lighter a few times already.

Arrived about 8:30pm or so. Went for a walk with Jenny and Kim down to the liquor store for some good stuff. Ended up buying some light beer and some [yummy] cranberry...something. xD

Talked about resolutions, kind of played truth or dare, talked some more, cuddled, Kris took some Polaroids, hung out in Ben's room for a while, talking some more, haha. Played Spoons - the real way - with alcohol. Twas fun. Ben and I were probably the ones closest to being tipsy. None of us actually got drunk, though. At least, not that night. ;]

Had fondue with Ben's family and some of their friends from Germany. Oil-fried meat with Ginger sauce = yum. Toasted with champagne at midnight.

Close to 4am, Kim and threw on the wii and played some Mario - the new version. We played 2-person and pretty much failed. Didn't even get passed the first stage. Had a blast. Kris joined in a bit later...which didn't exactly make us any better. We still didn't do very good. Like I said though, had a good time.

Slept for 4 or 5 hours, woke up, snuggled some more with people, then left.

Life

Is like a pendulum. It nice one day and the next it's not. Personally, in my mind - opinion - my life is pretty good as far as it goes. I have a room, a house, a family, a computer, friends, food, reading material, YouTube, art supplies, fresh air, townspeople who like me. It all seems nice to me.

However, as my dad continues to remind me: I am doing nothing with my life. I'm a slob. A mooch. A loser. A failure as a human being. Isn't that nice? Yeah, most of it's true, but damn, it makes me feel like shit. Imagine hearing that every day.

I have no job right now. No money. I should, yes. And I actually wouldn't mind it, as long as I don't have to work my ass off 5 days a week like regular people do. Reality checks aside, I know it's actually possible for Me - myself - to live o.k. on working 2 days a week. Especially in this town.

I'm lazy. No shit. I can't seem to find enough gumption to get off my [rather [now] fat] ass and go apply for one. I'm sure there are some out there, including my old job. But really, who wants their old job back? It payed good, but I certainly don't. I enjoy trying new things.

So all I have to do is GO GET ONE. Which is what I'm doing tomorrow, wanting to or not. It has to be done. I need money.

TO DO WITH SAID MONEY: buy router/wireless adapter for my computer, pay my phone bill, pay my parents back for Vic rent, buy rest of presents and grad gifts for friends, buy a camera, send all those fees to universities with application forms so I can go to school. More stuff, I'm sure.

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Other news: I had a date with a boy some weeks ago. It was awkward. He's nice. I don't like him that way. It all turned out okay.

My dad just figured out that I'm blogging. He was not a happy paranoid skeptic. Apparently I am to stop blogging or I move out. Those are my options right now. Fun? No. He has this idea that I'm going to be stalked and then the house is going to be trashed cause they find out where I live and then our family get's injured/killed because I'm blogging about what EVERYONE is doing at ALL TIMES. Which isn't a lie. I am. But seriously, dad. Calm down. Only a third of the world blogs now. They aren't getting killed off. Really.

What else is he mad about? A lot. Not worth mentioning.

Moved the rest of my stuff into this new house today. I now have to re-arrange my life [room] to fit all the furniture that is now in my cramped little cubby of a room. Should be fun.

It's cold. That's important. I freeze all the time in there. In fact, if I bring coffee or a similar hot beverage into my room, it's cold within the hour. For shame.

I'm almost done reading the book that Ben gave to me...six or so months ago, "The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle". How sad is THAT?! Ugh. Then I read Jenny's book, and then Mom's. I should get on that.

Maybe I'll see if the Library is hiring...

That's all for today.

I should actually have a video up on YouTube sometime in the next couple days. I'll take it with my iPod camera this time, so that way I can get it on my computer easily and maybe it'll actually upload.

Goodnight!

~K.L.

say something~

I think I might start every blog post and vid with that. "Okay." Just sums me up nicely.

Today was both productive and unproductive. The product of going to bed at 4am yesterday was me sleeping until 11am. I got up, shoved my bed into a corner and went to work putting some more clothes away into my new dresser. Had breakfast at lunchtime, made some pre-frozen juice. Guests came over then - friends whom our family hasn't seen for quite a long time and it was really nice to talk with them. Finished the entire jug of juice with their company.

Made more. Ate lunch; fish and chips a little over an hour after 'breakfast'. It amused me. Lazed around for a bit, watching some TV. Then I got down to finishing Jenny's letter. Wrote the last paragraph, signed it. Doodled on it (oh noes! spoilerz!), drew some fabulous art, stamped it and then left it on my desk to procrastinate sending.

I'm not sure exactly what I did for the while after that. Oh, more friends of the family came over, but they left. Young kids throwing tantrums and such. At that time I was, if I recall correctly, watching Mitchell and Kyle's new questions video on mmitchelldaviss.net. Facebooked, spent entirely too much time on YouTube, Twitter and ffffound.com. Then more stuff I don't remember doing. Such a bad memory I have...

Little sister had a fun-raising gig at the local community hall, so dad decided to drive her and hit up the grocery store at the same time. I volunteered to go, and sent Jenny's letter. It's on the way, love! Came home, mum got off work. Then, while dad cooked dinner, mum and I watched What the Buck? episodes and laughed at weird videos of laughing cats while playing lame internet games (many of which can be found here).

Dinner was very tasty. Lemon fish with green beans and rice. Yum.

After that, I watched Post Grad, which is now on my list of favorite movies. Cute, cute, cute!

More YouTube after that. Really. I'm such an addict now. Is there a channel for YouTube addicts? That would be hilarious. No, I watched some Michelle Phan, and now tonight I am going to begin testing out her sugar scrub recipe. Extra Virgin Olive Oil, Honey and Sugar. Sounds strange, smells funky, but apparently works.

So now I'm off to try it, organize some more room items and then (maybe) have some sleep. Most likely not very much. Wish me luck!

Mar sin leat,

Kate.

~K.L.

say something~

Finishing up those cookies Kris and Ben gave me for Christmas.

There seems to be a lot of leftover chocolate in the tin with it. Alright!

Nothing really to blog about. I've been a little sick, but it's nothing all too serious. Still have a headache, and my stomach cramps came back (yay...), but I'm feeling good.

I know it's normal for a person's pulse to speed up during a period of illness, but when I'm sick, I swear my heart turns into a bullet-train. It's almost as if it speeds up and pumps extra, extra, extra hard to take the stress off the rest of my body. It's kind of annoying. I mean, feeling my pulse through my eyelashes has got to be really abnormal.

Jacinda, remember that vid you put of me on your blog? Yeah, I still can't view it.

Kim, you must post something.

Jenny (if you decide to read this), I am replying to your letter ASAP, and including lots of little fun pictures as requested. Should send it in a day or two!

Mar sin leat,

Kate

~K.L.

say something~

Today my topics of choice are Moving Home, Christmas, New Years, Life.

So we begin.

The bus ride home was long and tiring. And entire day spent on and waiting for a bus. Jenny and I were on the same bus, and we sat together for about half the way. It was cramped FULL with all kinds of people. Families, Hippies, Crack-heads, Musicians, Businessmen, etc. I was sitting by this fat man - a father of 2 [cute] young boys - and aside from him squeezing into my seat a little bit, he gave off a lot of body heat. I am a cold person by nature, so I didn't mind it at all. A human heater. It was nice.

Movies were watched by Jenny and I, comedy clips recorded right from the internet in Victoria; pictures taken with funny frame settings. It was okay. I remember running to the grocery store. How cold it was.

The 2 hours spent in Golden waiting for the bus to arrive and the driver to be ready made realize just how amazing mountain people are. Despite having the chance to talk to 60 people on the previous bus, I found that it was really difficult to do. Aside from the Musicians and Hippies [who were all coming with us], the rest were city people. Stiff and uncomfortable people to talk to. The people in Golden, though. Ah, mountain people. "My feet are fucking freezing. Fuck." Says one Converse-wearing guy to the rest of our 6-person group...4 of whom are also wearing Converse. It's -6 degrees Celsius. We all concur, swear, kick a few suitcases around and are talking like we've known each other for years for the rest of the trip. Nothing akward, nothing weird. Immediate friends.

Even though I arrived in Invermere at 10am-ish, and despite being horribly tired, I didn't actually go to bed until later that same night. Crazy how the mind works.

...is Home.

I woke up at 7:30, woke up the little sister and, with her, jumped on the big sis. We all treked upstairs to the general feeling of the holiday. Mom and Dad drinking coffee, waiting for us to dive into our present-opening, goodie-box-perusing and usual shenanigans. I received 2 books, an official Olympic Canada hat, knee-high converse hand-made by a student from Vancouver, 2 shirts, a wonderful knitted sweater, a hairdryer and a hair straightener. Lots of chocolate. Ben and Kris baked cookies for our little group, and they were soooooo good. I still have some, actually.

Did nothing all day long except sit and talk and laugh. It felt really good. I have an awesome family.

Thanks, Jenny, for that awesome gift. ^^; I listen to that CD over and over again, and I've used my lighter a few times already.

Arrived about 8:30pm or so. Went for a walk with Jenny and Kim down to the liquor store for some good stuff. Ended up buying some light beer and some [yummy] cranberry...something. xD

Talked about resolutions, kind of played truth or dare, talked some more, cuddled, Kris took some Polaroids, hung out in Ben's room for a while, talking some more, haha. Played Spoons - the real way - with alcohol. Twas fun. Ben and I were probably the ones closest to being tipsy. None of us actually got drunk, though. At least, not that night. ;]

Had fondue with Ben's family and some of their friends from Germany. Oil-fried meat with Ginger sauce = yum. Toasted with champagne at midnight.

Close to 4am, Kim and threw on the wii and played some Mario - the new version. We played 2-person and pretty much failed. Didn't even get passed the first stage. Had a blast. Kris joined in a bit later...which didn't exactly make us any better. We still didn't do very good. Like I said though, had a good time.

Slept for 4 or 5 hours, woke up, snuggled some more with people, then left.

Life

Is like a pendulum. It nice one day and the next it's not. Personally, in my mind - opinion - my life is pretty good as far as it goes. I have a room, a house, a family, a computer, friends, food, reading material, YouTube, art supplies, fresh air, townspeople who like me. It all seems nice to me.

However, as my dad continues to remind me: I am doing nothing with my life. I'm a slob. A mooch. A loser. A failure as a human being. Isn't that nice? Yeah, most of it's true, but damn, it makes me feel like shit. Imagine hearing that every day.

I have no job right now. No money. I should, yes. And I actually wouldn't mind it, as long as I don't have to work my ass off 5 days a week like regular people do. Reality checks aside, I know it's actually possible for Me - myself - to live o.k. on working 2 days a week. Especially in this town.

I'm lazy. No shit. I can't seem to find enough gumption to get off my [rather [now] fat] ass and go apply for one. I'm sure there are some out there, including my old job. But really, who wants their old job back? It payed good, but I certainly don't. I enjoy trying new things.

So all I have to do is GO GET ONE. Which is what I'm doing tomorrow, wanting to or not. It has to be done. I need money.

TO DO WITH SAID MONEY: buy router/wireless adapter for my computer, pay my phone bill, pay my parents back for Vic rent, buy rest of presents and grad gifts for friends, buy a camera, send all those fees to universities with application forms so I can go to school. More stuff, I'm sure.

----------------------------

Other news: I had a date with a boy some weeks ago. It was awkward. He's nice. I don't like him that way. It all turned out okay.

My dad just figured out that I'm blogging. He was not a happy paranoid skeptic. Apparently I am to stop blogging or I move out. Those are my options right now. Fun? No. He has this idea that I'm going to be stalked and then the house is going to be trashed cause they find out where I live and then our family get's injured/killed because I'm blogging about what EVERYONE is doing at ALL TIMES. Which isn't a lie. I am. But seriously, dad. Calm down. Only a third of the world blogs now. They aren't getting killed off. Really.

What else is he mad about? A lot. Not worth mentioning.

Moved the rest of my stuff into this new house today. I now have to re-arrange my life [room] to fit all the furniture that is now in my cramped little cubby of a room. Should be fun.

It's cold. That's important. I freeze all the time in there. In fact, if I bring coffee or a similar hot beverage into my room, it's cold within the hour. For shame.

I'm almost done reading the book that Ben gave to me...six or so months ago, "The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle". How sad is THAT?! Ugh. Then I read Jenny's book, and then Mom's. I should get on that.

Maybe I'll see if the Library is hiring...

That's all for today.

I should actually have a video up on YouTube sometime in the next couple days. I'll take it with my iPod camera this time, so that way I can get it on my computer easily and maybe it'll actually upload.

Goodnight!

~K.L.

say something~