all by myself

it is saturday night...er well technically it's now sunday. i am currently in studio.

alone.

by myself.

there are no other losers working on a saturday night like me. but there are perks to this.

i have my handy ipod with me and i'm keeping myself company by singing loud and singing proud. granted i'm assuming that i'm still alone in here like i was when i first arrived.

maybe i'm just paranoid but i swear i keep hearing a door closing somewhere.

i'd be super embarrased if someone magically appeared during one of my killer solos.

pointless story

since it's thanksgiving break, i'm at home. so tonight my sister was all "hey, katlyn. let's go do sister things like paint pottery...blah blah." okay. we get to this place and there are shelves and shelves of blank ceramics for me to choose from. i start getting all weird like "shit. too much to pick from. too much blankness. too few ideas. too sniffly to care."

amidst the abundance of white pottery, i pick the smallest, flatest, cheapest plate i can find. plates are more useful than a ceramic princess riding a unicorn (don't think that wasn't an option, i seriously considered).

now. what the hell do i paint on this thing? from the random firing of neurons that is my thinking pattern, i get the flash of this image:

this little guy is a drawing by carson ellis (whom i love).

birds. they keep popping up all over the place with me lately. i think they're cute, which apparently merits me putting them on everything. like a plate.

tomorrow i'll eat a bird. because it's thanksgiving and that's what you do. when i went to the grocery store to buy the turkey i asked my mom why they were all "fresh young turkeys." i said if we're going to kill the things, we should kill off the old bastards. my mom thought this was funny. i did not. but.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

too much food!!!

we celebrated thanksgiving early tonight.

hand turkeys.

naps under coffee tables.

dancing kitty cats.

polaroid sneak attacks.


i doubt the real day can surpass.

look at me! i'm writing on my blog for the first time in over three months!

huzzah!!!

three cheers for good advertising

translation: "it doesn't happen here, but it happens now"

kid's stuff

le voyage du ballon rouge

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in celebration of our country's sticking it to the man we made kabobs and long island iced teas.

long island iced teas...proudly made in the US of A

liquid refreshment

kabobs...as american as all our outsourced merchandise

most awkward picture ever

we also watched the spectacular "return to oz"

the wheeeeelers!

did yoga

doing the crane...until i lost balance and kick nick in the head

had deep philosophical conversations

"the things which we perceive as real are actually just shadows on a wall"

and miraculously beat that level in kingdom hearts that we all had gotten so tired and fed up with

game nerd

unlimited enthusiasm expo 2008

on tuesday my sister and i ventured down to carrboro for the

UNLIMITED ENTHUSIASM EXPO

brought to you by harry and the potters. in other words...nerd fest 2008. there was face painting, and peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, and pin-the-tail on dudley, and blow up animals. lord knows i was kicking myself for not bringing my camera.

we got there late and had missed hearing monsterface. but. we were there just in time to see math the band play. they were a lot of fun to watch, very energetic. geek rock is awesome. nothing better than jamming out to a song about your sister having lice.

and then there was harry and the potters.

harry potter from year four meets harry potter from year seven and they became what is now known as harry and the potters. i know what you're thinking..."that sounds totally lame." well. you're wrong. their songs are really funny and actually good.

highlights included: save ginny weasley, the human hosepipe, voldemort can't stop the rock

another highlight was randomly seeing my high school sophomore english teacher at the show singing and bouncing along to all the songs. yeah...i'll give him the benefit of the doubt and assume he was only there because his daughter wanted to go...right, mr. meacham, right.

good times.

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