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The Sum of All Numbers

Boone

I finally made it home. I've lost my phone. I'm cut off from the world. My leg has a muscle sprain and one of the nastiest bruises I've ever seen. I can't really walk. I lost my ID somewhere in downtown Columbia, SC. I can't buy my precious Marlboros. I am starting the process of legally changing my name to Kate. So much for being named after a killer car in a bad horror flick. Speaking of which, watch Teeth. It's about a vagina that eats. Tennessee was fun. I haven't made much progress on things. Homework, ew. I miss Jeremy and his wiener dog, Herb. Boone was fun, too. I met a boy. I'm not going to jinx anything. We're going to see Copeland play at the Brewery this Saturday. I bought cowboy boots today for four dollars this afternoon. I may wear them this weekend.

Karma Police

klub karma.. ha!

I'm in Johnson City, Tennessee. Last night, Jeremy and I went to a karaoke bar and sang "Like A Virgin"... we butchered it. Chris picked me up from Raleigh and I went to Boone. I stayed with the South African, Chad, and he told me about his future in the adult film industry. Hopefully, it'll all work out for him. The next day, Emily texts and says she wants to put everything behind us. Bygones be bygones, she's back in my life. We drank some forties and played Nintendo. Jeremy had a house party the other night where he tried to leave, ran over the bushes and messed up his car. He threw his Blackberry at Meghan and broke it. Cosmo and Jeremy picked me up from Boone and we came to Erwin. My holga pictures didn't develop at all. I am destined to suck at everything creative.

We also went to a ghetto club called Karma last night where people fought and the cops came.

Yikes!

I leave for Boone at about seven o'clock tonight. It snowed today. I took pictures with my new Holga. I went out to eat with The Journalist the other night at the place that had Clap Your Hands Say Yeah after the Marijuana March of 2007. Our waitress had a Holga. She was stoked to see I had one, too. She was telling me about it's apparent badassness. I just hope the pictures turn out and I'm a better photographer than painter. I painted a picture the other night. It looks like a four year old did it. Bought a 1969 Polaroid camera at a thrift store. And a Steve Martin book. Both of these things are useless until I put effort into them. Illegally downloading Religulous broke my hard drive, by the way. So, stay away from that shit, yo.

Embrace Random Results

I usually don't get too caught up in material things but today I fell in love Holga. I have wanted one for a while and I finally found a company in Europe that had them so, well, I had to! I also bought Ray-Ban eyeglasses. I know I am behind the 'trend' but all I can think: I am going to be wearing the same spectacles that Buddy Holly, Clark Kent and Drew Carey rocked. I've never been more excited for FedEx to come.

Speaking of FedEx, I got your package in the mail, Scantron. Thanks for sending me my stuff back even though I called you a "spoiled little man" that will "never be successful or happy" but I still think you are lame. And I can't believe you took someone else to the Oscar party. Psh, over it.

On a lighter note, I am going on a road trip this weekend... Details soon ;) Here's a clue. I saw Coraline with the Journalist this weekend. It was amazingly not gimmicky considering it was in 3-D and came complete with nerd glasses. Pixar never lets me down. Working there is definitely my dream job. One of many.

Oh! And if anyone steals me a bicycle, I will give you my i-pod. I've never even used it.

Jarred Checks Out

I texted my friend Jarred today. He didn't answer so I signed on his facebook. That's where I found out that a couple days ago, he accidentally overdosed and died. Jarred and I only partied a couple times. Most of which included loud jam bands and Pabst Blue Ribbon. I met him because he was wearing purple pants and I used to scream at him when he walked past the windows at Macado's, this bar I worked at in Boone. He moved back to his hometown, Asheville and is partly responsible for pushing me over the edge to re-apply. He was my only friend at UNC-A. I'm going to miss the guy and the handful of fun times we had together but what I'm really upset about is the fun times we were going to have together in the future if he hadn't died. He was 20 years old. That's too young. Jarred looked, loved, and partied like Elvis. He even died like him. I leave you with a quote from Jarred's facebook profile:

"I thank you jesus for my mama and I thank you bitches for my money"

Dumped on Valentine's Day

We weren't officially dating. That doesn't mean I didn't put at least a little bit of my heart into it. Either way, I knew I was too good for him since the beginning. The way he did it was really wrong. I think he did that to hurt me. It's no secret that this guy has some definite issues. Either way, it's over and he's the one that missed out. The thing I'm most sad about is the fact that he bought me Ben Folds tickets for Valentine's day, doesn't even like Ben Folds... and is keeping the tickets. He's the third guy that promised me Ben Folds and the third guy that broke that promise.. He's a spoiled little jerk and I may be too immature and outspoken to refrain from telling him that but at least I won't paint it on the side of his beemer.

He had more cons than pros, anyway and life is all about balance.
I want to live.
I want to give..
I'm a sucker for a heart of gold.

Barbie Doll Crotch!

So, my last night in Los Angeles, Josh and I decided to go see Hedwig and the Angry Inch. To my surprise, it was way more than a movie. It had this Rocky Horror-esque cult of strange misfits, decked out in saran-wrap and goth eye makeup, coming out of the hills to act out every scene in the movie. And there was a Hedwig band that performed all the songs. Perfect. I sat in chocolate pudding (worst) and it totally looked like... well, so I went to the bathroom and just took off my pants completely and proceeded to watch the entire movie in a sweater and my underwear. No one flinched. Well, besides Josh.

I came back to Raleigh on Saturday night. Perfect amount of time for Andy to pick me up from the airport and I got to Parttty! Ha! The Super Bowl was the next night where I met some of Ed's friends. And STEELERS won! Whoo! Kelly had a court date in Wilmington for stealing lingerie so we made a trip out of it and went to Amanda's. Really fun night. Kelly's birthday was pretty fun, we went to the Brewery in Raleigh and saw the Millionaires show. It was great. We met them afterward.

Los Angeles, I'm Yours

I went to California. 3,400 miles, two airplanes, about five bucks and one suitcase thrown together with clothes I borrowed from Kelly: I'm in Los Angeles. If you ride a plane for the first time, going across the entire United States by yourself is an adrenaline rush that I assume is about the equivalent to that of a three day coke binge. Actually if it wasn't for the TV director I met in Charlotte, I would still be walking aimlessly around LAX trying to find my luggage. Pathetic. Of course, I didn't plan this in the least. Well, I did spend a good hour on finding clothes and a ride to the airport and friends to stay with in LA. Still, not much of a scheme. Honestly, I think E was more than a little drunk when he bought the ticket. Best gift ever. Props.
Today, I went to Hollywood Blvd and made my friend A look for the Katherine Hepburn star. We walked for about an hour before finding it. Then I went to this store and bought quintessential "tourist" things like a Hollywood key chain, heart sunglasses, and Marilyn Monroe postcards. Fun, fun. I've met some crazy people, ate at In-and-Out burger, and got stuck in rush hour traffic so I've had half of the experience. Now, I just have to go see Hedwig on the big screen, take a yoga class, and make a trip to Venice Beach and I will be officially... gone. Oh, and I think I might see J on Saturday...cool!
I went to a Chelsea Lately taping today and Katy Perry was the guest. She looked a lot hotter wearing that egg costume in Charlotte. Either way.. oh! and I totally gave Chuy a hug. I can't believe it's my last night here.

Gemini? Oh, that's better

Talking to a friend of mine that is some kind of off-the-wall mad scientist of a genius, I found out that because of the precession of the equinoxes (or something), I am technically not a Cancer. Cancers are, well, nothing like my personality. I know, I know: astrology is not a real science. But I honestly thought I was a Gemini from the very beginning, so when I found out that I am, it was... perfect. (Thank god I didn't get matching tattoos with you, J.)
Had too much fun this week. Went to a couple gay bars downtown with the "girls". Ha! They are adorable, though. After that, I went to Charlie Goodnights and watched this redneck comedian, haha. I did have fun. The new season of the Brooklyn Real World is great. There's absolutely no drama. Just this group of equally-interesting people. Sarah, the ex-lesbian artist, is my favorite. I'm in love with her arm tattoos. Oooo. But this show has inspired me. I can't wait for graduate school, maybe in New York.

Brave New Girl

The new year started off in the best and worst way possible. I found out that someone close to me is an inevitable train wreck. This made me think twice about decisions I was making in my own life. Then, I realized how much I truly need my sister around. Finally, I discovered that I'm a lot stronger than I've known. All of these new ideas conjured up over the span of an hour outside in a parking lot of an all-night hot dog stand in the ghetto back roads of Raleigh. Let's just hope it's not on YouTube. (By the way, it is but I can't find it, so if you do then PLEASE get up with me. Thanks.) At least I wasn't the only one that fought with my not-so-better half on New Years Eve.

Since then, life has been bland with exciting stuff to come. I'm enrolled in 18 credit hours of classes. Two of which I actually enjoy: Political Science and World Civilizations. I'll probably end up minoring in Pol Sci. I always liked Legally Blonde.

And, yes, that title is from a Britney Spears song.

Assault with a deadly weapon

This blog will be my new year's resolution.