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The Importance of Absurdity
Wednesday, May 12, 2004
Alright folks, it's official! We've moved to http://rmfo-blogs.com/katey! Yippy skippy! It'll probably be kinda dead for the next few days, as I try to get everything all set up and pretty and so forth, but it's definitely there and I'll definitely be posting soon!
And there was much rejoicing...yayyyyy.
- thoughts provided by Katey Orr @ 5:22 PM
Tuesday, May 11, 2004
Ok boys, a little advice. I know you've all heard this before, but it's really quite simple--if you tell a girl you're gonna call her, and especially if you tell her you're gonna call at a specific time, just stinkin' pick up the phone and call. Even if it's just for two seconds to tell her that you can't talk because it turns out that you have something else going on. That's fine. Just call the girl. Even if she's absolutely nothing more than a friend. Call her. Believe me, you're much better off doing so.
Also, if the girl you're interested in or dating treats you like shit, just drop her. Move on. Forget about her. Don't make excuses for the way she treats you. There's plenty more fish in the sea, at least one of whom is guaranteed to treat you with a little decency. There's nothing more pathetic (in my eyes, anyway) than a guy who stay with a scummy girl.
And lastly, never tell your girlfriend what your best chick friend says about her. Unless it's good. 'Cause if it's bad and you tell your girl, you just get screwed all around. And risk losing both of them. It's really not a good idea. Just keep it to yourself.
The end.
- thoughts provided by Katey Orr @ 4:41 PM
Sunday, May 09, 2004
There's a funny thing about me and Lydia. Although, it's probably funnier about her than about me, but I think it's pretty darn amusing all the same. You see, Lydia and I are squealers. As in, we squeal. Not happy squeals (well, I don't and I'm pretty sure she doesn't), but when we screw something up, we squeal. For example, when I drop something, I squeal. Every time. When I walk into something, I squeal. When we're playing Round Robin and we drop the paddle wierd or something like that, we squeal. I s'pose that if you don't know either of us, it's not funny. It might even be annoying (probably, in fact). But it's grossly ironic (or maybe just more funny than ironic) that the two of us are by far the biggest tom-boys (and she much more than me) and least girly of all the girls we know. And yet, we're the squealers. I haven't always squealed though, and I'm not real sure where I picked it up from. Possibly Sarah Doyle, but I don't think I've spent enough time around her to pick up something that I do frequently. It's possible that I got it from Jennifer Hamilton. But she's not that big of a squealer. My only other guess is Neda, my quasi-roommate from the summer. I can't specifically remember her being a squealer, but I would not in the least bit be surprised if she was one. And we certainly picked things up from each other (haha, she went home saying "That's outstanding" a ton, like I did all summer). Or maybe I just picked it up from Lydia, who got it from someone else. Ehhh, who knows.
- thoughts provided by Katey Orr @ 8:16 PM
Yeah so, I don't do well with change. And Blogger just changed on me. I will DEFINITELY be on the new blog within the week!
- thoughts provided by Katey Orr @ 8:15 PM
