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| two words.......Battlestar Galactica.
duhn duhn dhun.....
mwahahahaha! it's awesome.
i must say i am not an advocate for tv or their programming, but this show astounds me. i am an addict.
it is a fresh space show with a surprising lack of aliens. also everyone seems to speak english, which must speed up intergalactic communications.
warning: it is unrated but contains copious amounts of sex and blood (in that order) which is why i watch it on dvd with remote in hand. ; ) the language is not as graphic since they have invented a new "f" word for the show. haha. but after watching it, i find that they seem the same. so... :( yeah that.
ill take lectures on my worldy endeavors and habits tomorrow.
anyway.....a have loads of laundry to do(literally), and my day has gone in shifts centered around it.
*clears throat
for example...
1. start load, return to activity other than laundry
2. switch laundry, fold clothes, put away and return to other activity
repeat
repeat
repeat
then comes the worst. mating socks. my family has a bucket designated for un-mated socks, and when it starts to overflow, we decide we should mate them.
chaos and stress then occur. white socks, in 11 different sizes, look surprisingly similar. and this task has been known to overwhelm individuals with weaker constitutions, and make them fall over with "instant stomach-ache" to this routine, my mom says to the 6 year old: " go throw up, you'll feel better, then you can find your socks" haha. the stomache ache never seems to last past the job, and when we are going to have ice cream, the unnamed individuals are suddenly "all better"..
aghhhhh. but will the stack of dirty clothes never diminish? hmmmm.
well there are 11 people living in my house.....
........for now. It seems that if an unnamed few would disappear, then the laundry would diminish!
*evil laughter ensues
and i'm in love with my vinal recording of "the manhattan transfer"
and i will get a phonograph soon. because my dad's is semi-broken, and that will simply not do.
okay. bye for now
; ) - a very busy and distraught katie
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The top ten bests of my ski trip (yes, the one where i did not ski)
by, me
1. snow flocked trees against "thomas kinkade" like scenery
2. scarves and and hats
3. worship
4. "Blue like jazz"
5. canadian geese
6. ice skating in the snowflakes
7. fuzzy socks
8. burts bees
9. watching the full moon and the sunrise share the sky, early early in the morning
10. traveling back; getting home; short sleeve shirts and sunshine
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Im looking for a piano teacher.
any help?
maybe a cousin's friends teacher, or a relation to yourself, or just anyone you know that teaches....
thanks a bunch! : ) |
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