tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30275362011-04-21T14:03:54.389-04:00<img src=http://rmfo-pics.net/albums/album15/DSCN0361_001.thumb.jpg> <br /> <br /> <br /> Reading...<br /> <a href="http://www.soughtafter.blogspot.com">Alisa's blog</a><br /> <a href="http://www.apes.blogspot.com">April's blog</a><br /> <a href="http://www.rmfo-blogs.com/dixiemedley/">Carla Jean's blog</a><br /> <a href="http://www.queensexyvoice.blogspot.com">Chrissy's blog</a><br /> <a href="http://www.rmfo-blogs.com/david/">David's blog</a><br /> <a href="http://www.livejournal.cKatey Orrnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1841100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1084397082799366642004-05-12T17:22:00.000-04:002004-05-12T17:26:31.166-04:00

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.

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1084308721859696642004-05-11T16:41:00.000-04:002004-05-11T16:52:01.860-04:00

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

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1084148803593677822004-05-09T20:16:00.000-04:002004-05-09T20:26:43.593-04:00

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

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1084148174821830562004-05-09T20:15:00.000-04:002004-05-09T20:16:14.820-04:00

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!

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1083873877291635272004-05-06T16:04:00.000-04:002004-05-06T16:08:57.310-04:00

Just as a warning...it's looking like I'll be moving this thing over to rmfo-blogs as soon as I get through exams and all that good stuff. After a year of being quite friendly, Blogger now hates me. And rmfo-blogs seems like the best option. Ironically, I was trying to be a nonconformist by not moving over there and what do you know...not only am I now a conformist, I waited long enough that

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1083707586796028742004-05-04T17:53:00.000-04:002004-05-04T17:56:47.793-04:00

Yeah so, this whole school thing is getting really old, really fast. I’ll be so glad when it’s over. Or even just when the next 7 days are over. I still have 4 exams, 3 of which are in the next 72 hours. Not so much fun. Especially when one of them is calculus. Of course, to be quite honest...I haven’t started studying for it. And it’s definitely at 8am tomorrow. It’s a good thing I’m

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1083444313275801262004-05-01T16:45:00.000-04:002004-05-01T16:52:22.733-04:00

This, my friends, is why I like boys. Josh: What the heck WAS Bud Dry? It has "Bud" in the name -- so it must be gross -- but what in the world was it? Brandon: I never had it. It was gone before I turned 21. I just remember that Ben Stein was the voice that said "Why ask why? Try bud dry." Josh: Yeah -- I remember too. And I was always confused by how beer could be dry. Brandon: Maybe it was

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1083334269168794512004-04-30T10:11:00.000-04:002004-04-30T10:16:28.263-04:00

Lately, I've found myself doing a hell of a lot of things alone. Which kinda makes me laugh. Because I really have no idea when I got so independent. It feels right though. My mom thinks GSW is the reason. But I wasn't at all independent at GSW. I spent every waking moment with either the orchestra girls (and Matt) or Ian's posse. No, it wasn't GSW at all. Actually, I think I do know when

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1083092916469686452004-04-27T15:08:00.000-04:002004-04-27T15:28:54.700-04:00

So, I realized after I posted yesterday that I really didn’t do the SA show any justice. It was so much cooler than I made it out to be. The orchestra played with the band on New Horizon, Aftercare, Coldfeet and Moment Golden. And it was good. It was very good. They sounded great (not quite as good as at Six String, but that was one of the better live performances of any band/artist that I’

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1083012239509094982004-04-26T16:43:00.000-04:002004-04-26T17:04:20.576-04:00

So, funny story. I wasn't gonna write about the concerts I went to this weekend, 'cause I feel like all I ever do anymore is gush about musicians. But then I was requested to do so. And then I was blown away by the show last night. So here I am. The SA show was ubercool. Umm, rock bands with orchestras? Yes please. It was a lot fun, despite--no actually, because of Dave's not functioning

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1082777510465179582004-04-23T23:31:00.000-04:002004-04-23T23:35:53.466-04:00

On another note, I've been listening to Counting Crows This Desert Life a lot this week. And I've been really liking "St. Robinson in His Cadillac Dream". I haven't always like CC. In fact, it was just a year ago that my brother burned me TDL. And that's the only one I have (although, I bought him Hard Candy and Films About Ghosts for the past 2 Christmases). But it's good stuff. My buddies

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1082775953963700382004-04-23T23:05:00.000-04:002004-04-23T23:22:29.263-04:00

Well hot doggity dig. Wouldn't it figure that the very same day I mail in my Rhodes deposit, I get a letter from Oxford offering me an academic scholarship of $5000 a year. On top of the other financial aid. I mean, it doesn't really matter since Oxford isn't really offering me other aid since I never actually finished the aid applications, since I knew I was going to Rhodes...but still. It

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1082581032170018652004-04-21T16:57:00.000-04:002004-04-21T17:01:11.700-04:00

It's official. Randy's is the best pizza place on the planet. And I think I'm gonna have to say that it's my favorite restaurant. I used to hate Randy's pizza. And then, 2 or 3 years ago, I randomly fell in love with it. My tastes don't usually change extremes like that, so it was kinda wierd. I didn't go very much until I got my license. But I started going a fair amount after I had

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1082000081963677322004-04-14T23:34:00.000-04:002004-04-15T00:04:00.466-04:00

Two things before I'm off to Memphis (rock!)... First...Jason Mraz is the shiznit. I finally found his cd tonight. Which makes me the happiest kid on earth. I've been looking for it for weeks but couldn't find it anywhere. I even cleaned my room today looking for it. For some reason, it was in my glove compartment. Silly me. But it's found! Just in time for my trip! Of course, nothing

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1081999232885927642004-04-14T23:20:00.000-04:002004-04-14T23:24:23.983-04:00

Ahhh yes...good 'ole Nickelodeon. You are CLARISSA EXPLAINS IT ALL. She is a radchick with absolutely no fashion sense. If youare a guy and chose this... you are gay. Which old school Nickelodeon show are you? brought to you by Quizilla

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1081727374726183482004-04-11T19:49:00.000-04:002004-04-11T19:53:24.140-04:00

Don't you just love it when you write a novel of a post and then it won't publish for you? Yeah, me too. Although, I didn't lose it. But I did decide not to post it after all. You didn't miss much. Just that I feel completely out of place in Durham now and hardly even know my own city, and that I'm having a hard time finding a new job (and thus quitting my current job) because my assistant

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1081286151967926572004-04-06T17:15:00.000-04:002004-04-06T17:20:09.903-04:00

My new musical addiction (besides that one that everyone knows about)? Justin Rosolino. Oh man. That kid just blows me away. His new cd just came out in the past 2 months or so...5 years after his previous. And I can assure you, as soon as I get my next paycheck and fill up my gas tank, I'm ordering both Music and Wonderlust. Because, quite frankly, I love it when I can randomly sing a song

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1081107548047933662004-04-04T15:39:00.000-04:002004-04-04T16:03:08.000-04:00

I drove to the Borders in Chapel Hill on Friday afternoon, around 5, to pick up a job application (let me just put this out here first--job hunting sucks). As usual, I took the backroads (I don't think I've taken 15-501 into Chapel Hill EVER. That sucks even more than job hunting). And I about died. Not literally, of course. But it hurt my heart so much. I know it sounds really cheesy, but

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1080971268400794632004-04-03T00:47:00.000-05:002004-04-03T00:51:23.356-05:00

Oh, and by the way...22 unique visitors today (errr, yesterday)?!? Where did that come from? And how come, with that many different visitors, no one commented at all? Seriously...who's from Houston? And who's from MIT? And who's from UNC? You people (that aren't regulars, 'cause I know who you are) need to comment and let me know who you are!

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1080970755059599712004-04-03T00:39:00.001-05:002004-04-03T00:42:50.140-05:00

I'm a creature of habit if ever there was one. I mean, I've always known that...but a friend of mine pointed something out to me the other day. And even I have to say, it is a little scary. You see, I'm currently on my third crush on a guy named David in 10 months. 10 MONTHS! Very much psycho. And even worse (well, better actually) is that 2 of them were (and still are) in rock bands.

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1080970746268649992004-04-03T00:39:00.000-05:002004-04-03T00:42:41.340-05:00

In relation to that last post, I need to clarify something...I'm not completely self-absorbed and such things. Or at least, I hope not. The reason I found that rather unsurprising is that my friend just told me the other day that I'm extrovertedly introverted--I'm really nice and outgoing and all that...to myself. 'Cause I don't like people as a general population. Which is why I found that

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1080867630870169062004-04-01T20:00:00.000-05:002004-04-01T20:04:04.903-05:00

Heh...what can I say? I mean, I'm not surprised...are you? (Personality Disorder Test) Paranoid: Low Schizoid: Low Schizotypal: Moderate Antisocial: Moderate Borderline: Low Histrionic: Moderate Narcissistic: High Avoidant: Low Dependent: Low Obsessive-Compulsive: High

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1080769575430372992004-03-31T16:46:00.000-05:002004-03-31T16:51:42.716-05:00

As of tomorrow, I will have spent 8 years in Durham Public Schools. And thus far, I've survived. Quite the miracle. No, really. I'm surprised I'm still in one piece. It's really hard to believe I've lived here for 8 years. But at the same time, it feels like I've always lived here. In many senses, I wish I had. The best part about living here for the past 8 years...well, no wait. That's

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1080678687944777812004-03-30T15:31:00.000-05:002004-03-30T15:40:08.140-05:00

I've decided that it's time to post some fun pictures. So here ya go. This is Wendy, myself and Jasmine at Wendy's potluck dinner party. This is me, Anna and Lydia...ummmm, in an old tv box in Anna's backyard...pretending to be pirates. This is part of my extended diving team in the hot tub (I'm next to the girl in purple). This was taken when I was "studying" at Duke Gardens...

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1080677962182312312004-03-30T15:19:00.000-05:002004-03-30T15:22:53.060-05:00

Do you know how much fun it is to finally own your favorite cd of all time? Yeah, I know, it's an odd question, but even though I've loved Land of the Living for a good 2 years, I didn't get it 'til last night. 'Cause I'm a poor high schooler who gets robbed on the job (another story for another day). In any event, Eric thought it was pretty funny that I didn't have LotL. He enjoyed my

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1080426614106565722004-03-27T17:30:00.000-05:002004-03-27T17:33:40.983-05:00

You know what I say? Who needs Wild At Heart when you've got Remains of the Day? I will admit that I've read a bit of WAH. That's what happens when you end up at Barnes and Noble on a boring Saturday night. I usually stay very far away from "the new things" when it comes to Christian books (although, I did buy Boy Meets Girl by Josh Harris). But I gave WAH a chance because one of my friends,

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1079834515244819792004-03-20T21:01:00.000-05:002004-03-20T21:09:00.043-05:00

More journal excerpts to follow... In the meantime, I've been reminded this past week of why I loved GSW so stinkin' much. I enjoyed it a lot while I was there and perhaps a bit less once I left, but I was never head over heels crazy about it. But now I am. We have a yahoo group for GSW '03 alumni. A lot of the posts, especially as of late, have been about college--where everyone's applying

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1079390462999582972004-03-15T17:41:00.000-05:002004-03-15T17:44:13.936-05:00

(An except from journal number four) Wendy and I eat lunch together in my car most everyday and we usually listen to the radio. As we were talking today about a past relationship of hers, Sheryl Crow's "My Favorite Mistake" came on and she made the comment that said relationship was her favorite mistake. And that made me wonder...what's my favorite mistake? I think I've come to the conclusion

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1079389686169993052004-03-15T17:28:00.000-05:002004-03-15T17:31:17.280-05:00

(An excerpt from my first journal) The only thing better than having a fresh notebook to write in is having a good pen. And by a good pen, I mean a Uni-ball (or some similar brand). Aside from ultra fine tip sharpies, nothing beats a good Uni-ball. Definitely my pen of choice. I do actually have a hierarchy of writing untensils. Fine point sharpies (any color)-->black Uni-ball-->regular

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1079041018926307182004-03-11T16:36:00.000-05:002004-03-11T16:40:04.593-05:00

And yes, I do know that my side bar thing is messed up and not showing everything. It won't let me change it right now. I will say though, this is the first problem I've ever had with Blogger!

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1079040794004689192004-03-11T16:33:00.000-05:002004-03-11T16:36:23.716-05:00

So here I am. With not much time to say much of anything. I've meaning meaning to post something for a couple days, but I've lost hold of everything. Did I really honestly think my life would settle down after the season was over? Silly silly me. I did actually type out a post last night, but proceeded to get sidetracked with international relations research and financial aid forms (by the

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1078176730822852692004-03-01T16:32:00.000-05:002004-03-01T16:35:03.310-05:00

The injustice of life is incredible. I mean, I do all the right things to stay safe. I try to park under street lamps at night. I have my key in hand before reaching my car. I have a guy or a group of girls walk me to my car in sketchy areas, at any time of day. If I'm in a sketchy area, I lock my doors when I'm driving. I know the things to do and I do them. But even still, there's times

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1077824286349502642004-02-26T14:38:00.000-05:002004-02-26T14:40:53.356-05:00

Have I ever metioned that I hate snow? For real. It pisses me off. It always snows at the complete most inopportune times. Or something. Actually, it was a little nice getting out of school early again today. We only had a 20 min English class, so we played 7-up. Oh man, what a great game. We convinced our teacher that being seniors, we'd never get to play it again. So we played and he

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1077570403638309872004-02-23T16:06:00.000-05:002004-02-23T16:09:27.233-05:00

I really don't mean to only blog once a week. Really. It's not even like I'm all that busy anymore. Well, this week's busy. Actually, I think I am busy, just in different ways. Last week, I worked a couple afternoons. This week, I'm working and I have math club stuff going on. And then I get to go to Charleston this weekend. SCORE! Charleston rocks. You know what's completely awesome?

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1077049909652420182004-02-17T15:31:00.000-05:002004-02-17T15:34:25.046-05:00

Just wanted to mention that March 29 will be the best day ever known to mankind. Or maybe not. But it will be the date of the best show in the Raleigh/Durham area all year, and possibly longer. My favorite singer/songwriter ever is playing with my favorite local band, at one of (if not period) my favorite venues. Yes, it's true. Eric Peters and SpencerAcuff are playing at Six String Cafe in

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1076876278293841982004-02-15T15:17:00.000-05:002004-02-15T15:20:31.090-05:00

I've officially decided that something needs to be done to this blog. But I have no idea what. Any suggestions?

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1076875613659324932004-02-15T15:06:00.000-05:002004-02-15T15:10:22.123-05:00

I think I've finally reached the end of the craziness that's otherwise known as my life. No wait. I haven't reached the end of my life, just the craziness. Haha. Diving ended this weekend. My last practice was Thursday and I spent all Friday watching my teammates compete at States. I'm gonna miss that team like heck. I adore every last one of them. And honestly, how often do I like every

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1076193122628667032004-02-09T16:42:00.000-05:002004-02-09T16:42:40.216-05:00

Good weekends are awesome. And by awesome, I mean...yeah. Haha. I couldn't get anyone to go see SpencerAcuff with me Friday night, so I went by myself. I enjoy going to concerts and such things by myself every once in a while. Friday night was one of those nights. I ended up running into Chris and crew while there, which was really nice. I feel like I never see Chris outside of church and

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1076226133350982702004-02-08T02:42:00.000-05:002004-02-08T02:44:35.780-05:00

You know that cheesy cliche about never really getting over your first love? Well why the hell does it have to be like that? Why can't they just fade away, like everybody else? Why won't time do the trick with them? How is it possible to be so broken-hearted when your heart was never really broken?

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1076095765949388202004-02-06T14:29:00.000-05:002004-02-06T14:31:46.653-05:00

I confuddle myself sometimes with my attitude towards school. I oscillate so much between being obesessive and not giving a damn. Within a period of hours. For example, I'm about to head out to Davis, one of Carolina's libraries to do massive research with a friend for our pro-dairy ad campaign (for environmental science). We've got all sorts of killer arguments and we're working on setting

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1075610089446997372004-01-31T23:34:00.000-05:002004-01-31T23:44:38.390-05:00

I had already decided to steal this from Carla (who stole it from Geof), when David and Alisa did it too. I just love the cyclicity of the internet. Bold = been to Italics = lived in 1) Alabama, 2) Alaska, 3) Arizona, 4) Arkansas, 5) California, 6) Colorado, 7) Connecticut, 8) Delaware, 9) Florida, 10) Georgia, 11) Hawaii, 12) Idaho, 13) Illinois, 14) Indiana, 15) Iowa, 16) Kansas, 17)

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1075392667290401542004-01-29T11:11:00.000-05:002004-01-29T11:13:17.390-05:00

Ok, this is funny. I started making a list of songs last night to put on my "get-psyched-up-for-regionals" cd...it was my intention for all the songs to at least roughly fall into the "encouragment" category. Unfortunately, I'm completely ADD. Four of the first 5 are on thematic....after that, only 2 (arguably 3 or 4) are on topic. Which means that at max, only half the songs have anything to

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1075320351033607652004-01-28T15:05:00.000-05:002004-01-28T15:08:00.373-05:00

There are very few things that make me miss Virginia. Autumn is one, although I don't so much miss it, since I can hardly remember living in Charlottesville. Weeping Willow trees are another. Snow is the third. Snow days in VA were amazing. We were never worried about having to make up the days that we missed. We weren't annoyed by icy roads. We never got bored. We'd thrown on our snow

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1074288065020750442004-01-16T16:21:00.000-05:002004-01-16T16:22:58.093-05:00

I'd just like to say that I am absolutely enamored with diving. Yes, I've always liked it (even though it's caused me a bit of psychological "trauma" in the past). But in the past month I've absolutely fallen in love with it. I get really excited on days we practice. The best part of my weekends is not that there's no school (although I do love that aspect!), but that I get to practice 2 and

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1073600042072666462004-01-08T17:14:00.000-05:002004-01-08T17:15:44.793-05:00

I'm not doing too well with this whole keeping the blog updated thing, am I? My bad. In any event, for various reasons, I'll be disappearing from blogland (and AIM) for about a month or so. I may have the occasional post or 2, but I wouldn't count on it. If, for whatever reason, you miss my ramblings (riiiiiight), feel free to give me a call at home or on my cell. If you don't have my number

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1073066440529548562004-01-02T13:00:00.000-05:002004-01-02T13:02:15.250-05:00

More than 2 years ago, someone wrote a song about me, aptly called The Dreamer. I've always been mezmerized by the song. I've always wondered if it was an accurate portrait of me. I came to the conclusion some time ago that because Jamie knew me as well, if not better, than anyone else, it had to be mostly truthful. But recently, I've decided that this just isn't me anymore. All that wonder

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1072760307264678492003-12-29T23:58:00.000-05:002003-12-29T23:59:56.530-05:00

You'd think that with all this free time on my hands I'd find the time to blog, right? Oh well, that's life. And life's been good the past couple days. I went shopping and saw Return of the King again with Anna and Lindsay on Friday, went to dinner and saw Cheaper by the Dozen with Jennifer, Haleigh, Lydia and Charissa on Saturday and went ice skating with my viola girls (Emily, Neda and

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1072329727264827472003-12-25T00:22:00.000-05:002003-12-25T00:23:30.466-05:00

For whatever reason, I like making cookies. I spent Sunday afternoon at Anna's making cookies with Anna, Jess and Lydia. I made (and will continue to make in the next couple days) red and green cookies for my friends as Christmas presents. When I get sad, I make cookies. Shoot, I even made and mailed cookies to some friends in Arkansas! One of the funnest things though, was watching people's

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1072064284873581382003-12-21T22:38:00.000-05:002003-12-21T22:39:23.826-05:00

Discussion time! First of all, just as a disclaimer, I’m not fishing for any particular answers or whatever here. Promise. I just want to know what y’all honestly think! Jess and I were talking a couple weeks ago about how neither of us has ever really dated (although, this past week especially, she’s done a lot more “not dating” than I have!). She said, in a most loving way, that the thought

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1071987317579625632003-12-21T01:15:00.000-05:002003-12-21T01:16:35.750-05:00

I realized tonight that I've put myself in a bad position. We all know that I have my heart set on going to Rhodes and thus, Memphis. No question about it. But the fact is, I'm still applying to 3 other schools and there is a chance that I may not get into Rhodes. I will be absolutely heartbroken if I don't get in. For a while, that prospect seemed almost ok. I really did like Furman when I

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1071852688289903712003-12-19T11:51:00.000-05:002003-12-19T11:52:43.840-05:00

And now I'm done for real. I can't tell you how good it feels or how much better it'll feel once I get these college apps sent out (the ones that have been sitting, fully completed, for the past 2 weeks)! I've decided that coming up with mnemonic devices is the most funnest thing ever. My fun little international relations group (me, Lauren, Lee, Tory, Maxwell and Kevin) is great at it. We've

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1071609524532671122003-12-16T16:18:00.000-05:002003-12-16T16:19:56.810-05:00

I'm FINALLY done with classes for the semester. Y'all have no idea how much of a relief it is. I mean, I spent almost 6 hours doing English homework last night. And that was just my English! I really haven't even started studying for exams yet. Which isn't good, seeing as tomorrow's my hardest day (environmental and English). But today was a very good day. I spent all of APES eating

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1071528396570086552003-12-15T17:46:00.000-05:002003-12-15T17:47:47.403-05:00

I haven't fallen off the face of the earth. Really. Off the face of sanity, quite possibly. But I'm still here. I've had one of the craziest weeks of my life and it won't get any better 'til about...10 o'clock Friday night. I do however, have one exam down (orchestra, 94). So that helps. What doesn't help is the very real possibility of a delay on Wednesday. If that happens, I don't get

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1070926240158475882003-12-08T18:30:00.000-05:002003-12-08T18:31:41.860-05:00

I talked to Morgan ever so briefly online today. First of all, Morgan is ubercool. She's just flat out awesome. Every time I talk to her I come away with a new perspective on something. So today was no different. We were commiserating over our not so great days (these seem to be more and more frequent with me) when I said something to the effect of "It's ok though, tomorrow's a new day".

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1070671760100883412003-12-05T19:49:00.000-05:002003-12-05T19:50:20.700-05:00

So, I love my European history class. I always knew I liked it, but I didn't realize how much 'til I didn't go yesterday. That class is just frickin' awesome. I mean, we all know that I couldn't ask for a better teacher (heh!). Jones is the man. But I think the best part of the class is the kids. There's really only one kid in there that I don't like. And we won't get into that. But I

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1070670684874860942003-12-05T19:31:00.000-05:002003-12-05T19:32:22.810-05:00

There's nothing like running on zero food, zero sleep and head that's about to explode. What fun. I've literally lost about 7 pounds this week 'cause I just can't eat. I had goldfish, and omelette and a peppermint hot chocolate today...that's the most I've had all week. This really bites.

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1070504575039692352003-12-03T21:22:00.000-05:002003-12-03T21:23:50.436-05:00

After depriving myself for MONTHS, I've had this need for new music lately. See, I've only bought 4 cds this year, 2 of which were purchased in the past month. Add to that the 5 other cds I've recieved this year (4 for my birthday and one rather randomly from Christiana in June) and it equals not a whole lot (otherwise known as 9). So, for that reason, I've been craving new music. And it's a

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1070313666255418452003-12-01T16:21:00.000-05:002003-12-01T16:21:58.873-05:00

Sometimes...ok, most of the time, I can't believe how much of a loser I am. I know we all joke around saying this a lot, but it's true--I suck at life. I'm such a failure, such an imbecile, such a jerk. It's really a wonder to me that I have any friends. In the past month especially, I just feel like I've failed at everything, like I can't do anything right. But is it really that I'm failing

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1070248292410481302003-11-30T22:11:00.000-05:002003-11-30T22:12:24.093-05:00

I'm supposed to be working on a college essay. But I'd rather talk to people and blog. So that is what I'm doing. Luckily, I only have to finish this essay and then write one more and then I'm done completely. And the other one is about why I want to go to Rhodes. Which shouldn't be too hard, although I don't think "I want to play with Katie Jo and Morgan and Jennifer and all my other cool

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1069905662467657882003-11-26T23:06:00.000-05:002003-11-26T23:06:03.340-05:00

So, I'm not going to Europe this summer. It really makes me quite sad. But Summer can't go and seeing as there's no other seniors, or even anyone else I know going, let alone anyone else I like, I'm not gonna waste $2500 on a trip I won't enjoy. 'Cause I won't enjoy it with the people who are going. So, this means I have some decisions to make. My mom suggested I go somewhere with her. As

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1069795444638197812003-11-25T16:24:00.000-05:002003-11-25T16:24:49.216-05:00

I found this last night while reading Tennyson and loved it enough that I thought I'd share! Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tear from the depth of some divine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn-fields, And thinking of the days that are no more... Dear as rememer'd kisses after death, And sweet as those by hopeless fancy feign'd On

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-106979440110809212003-11-25T16:21:00.000-05:002003-11-25T16:21:42.793-05:00

For whatever reason, I've been plagued by memories the past few days. Not as in sad memories, just random events that I remember. Two in particular. In the first, I couldn't have been more than 8 or 9. I think 8 sounds about right. Someone at our church must have had cancer or some other terminal illness, because my mom went to this man's apartment to help straighten and organize and seperate

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1069726291741664642003-11-24T21:11:00.000-05:002003-11-24T21:14:22.873-05:00

As much as I try to deny it at times, I think I really am academic by nature. I think I do actually enjoy studying most of the time (I just hate that it cuts into my other activities). I think I do get satisfaction out of correctly deriving an inverse trig function. I think I enjoy becoming more educated, however self-centered and egotistical my reasons for doing so may be. I had an awesome

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1069616483913037612003-11-23T14:41:00.000-05:002003-11-23T14:42:04.496-05:00

I don't think I could have asked for two better weekends than this one and the one prior. I spent all last weekend with Jessica and Anna, watching movies and playing frisbee and football, and all the craziness that ensued. On Friday (of this week), I went driving. I was supposed to go to a Justin McRoberts concert, but it didn't work. So I hopped on 86 and just drove. It was magnificant.

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1069466914902163682003-11-21T21:08:00.000-05:002003-11-21T21:09:13.640-05:00

I've been looking through a bunch of my baby pictures, in search of one for the yearbook. I finally decided on one really adorable one in which I'm outside just after a thunderstorm. I'm barefoot (no surprise), wearing a blue checkered dress (what? a dress?) and holding a blue inflatable umbrella. To be quite honest, I was cute. Haha, as my mom says, what happened? In looking for a picture

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1069281024113045042003-11-19T17:30:00.000-05:002003-11-19T17:30:59.733-05:00

As many of you may know, and as all of you should know, I love Eric Peters. To be quite honest, he's surpassed Derek Webb as far as my favorite singer/songwriter/musician-type goes. Yes, I think he's that good. I can't even describe why he's so amazing, why he encapsulates all that it means to be a musician and a writer; he has to be experienced first hand. This, for example, is one of the

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1069004869333689052003-11-16T12:47:00.000-05:002003-11-19T17:36:49.466-05:00

Anna and I had the beginnings of an interesting discussion last night. Unfortunately, we *had* to watch The Importance of Being Earnest and Strictly Ballroom (yes yes, I did watch 10 hours worth of movies yesterday!), so we never got to finish it. So I thought I'd finish it here. We were talking about Will Acuff (of SpencerAcuff, my new favorite local band) not being reformed and I said

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1068941808197325962003-11-15T19:16:00.000-05:002003-11-15T19:17:18.873-05:00

The Pride and Prejudice fest is now over. The lady at the video store said I was ambitious; I happen to think of myself more as lazy. But whatever works. I actually really enjoyed it. Not that I thought I wouldn't like it. I just didn't know if I could handle all 5.5 hours of it. But I did. Actually, it was just as well that I didn't do anything else today. I can hardly extend my arms

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1068775154361911542003-11-13T20:59:00.000-05:002003-11-13T20:59:41.920-05:00

Just so everyone knows, I am ok. I'm not driving myself off a cliff or anything. I just get a little worked up sometimes. Ok, lots of times. But really, everything's all good. Or rather, as good as it can be, all things considered. In fact (well, not really in fact, but that kinda makes it sound more related, even though it's really not at all), I'm thinking about renting Pride and

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1068564945563688522003-11-11T10:35:00.000-05:002003-11-11T10:36:10.310-05:00

Ummm, please excuse some of my language in that last post. Some of y'all may not want to read it with your parents looking over your shoulder. Just as a warning.

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1068527794300142892003-11-11T00:16:00.000-05:002003-11-11T00:16:58.733-05:00

If there's one thing I hate, it's knowing that I'm in the midst of changing. Sometimes I just wish for that very reason that I was dumb and unobservant, flippant and frivolous with my life. It's one thing to look back and say "Hey, I've changed since then. Whatdaya know?". It's a whole 'nother thing to realize you're in the thick of it. And I guess when it comes down to it, it's not me

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1068333796951216442003-11-08T18:23:00.000-05:002003-11-08T18:23:38.373-05:00

So, the basketball season started last Tuesday. I live for Duke basetball. Even as a 4 year old living in Charlottesville with two UVA grads for parents, I cheered for Duke. Even living in DC, where no one gave a lick about college sports, I proudly wore my Cheeroke Parks jersey. Duke basketball is officially the thing that I will miss most when I go to college, especially leaving ACC country

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1068084845019447352003-11-05T21:15:00.000-05:002003-11-05T21:15:29.153-05:00

I hate college applications. With the fire of a thousand suns. I mean, honestly, Rhodes, Furman and Oxford are all gonna accept me anyway...can't they just say "Hey, we want you!" without my having to do all this stupid crap? And William and Mary's just gonna laugh at my application as they toss it in the trash, so what's the point? The funny thing is though (there's always a funny thing,

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1067985832964819162003-11-04T17:43:00.000-05:002003-11-04T17:44:08.843-05:00

Questions... 1) Did you vote today? 2) Do you have siblings? Names and ages? 3) Which do you prefer, daylight savings or not? 4) Do you prefer Coke or Pepsi? 5) What was the best part of your day today?

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1067985454747724922003-11-04T17:38:00.000-05:002003-11-04T17:38:25.293-05:00

This is why I love Gary Hawkins: Rules for girls to live by 1) Shave your arm pits 2) If you dont shave, dont wear a tank top 3) If you do choose to wear a tanktop and not shave, do not stand up in front of me on the P2P bus and stick your pits in my eye

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1067889390033548092003-11-03T14:56:00.000-05:002003-11-03T14:56:45.090-05:00

Don't you love it when you open up one of your older Bibles and find your two lost Les Mis tickets from last February? Yeah, I do too. As most of y'all have probably figured out, there's been a lot going on the past couple weeks. A LOT. I've been incredibly fustrated and confuddled (wow...that's such a Ms. Maynor word) by a lot of things. My self imposed November 7 college appliaction

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1067634364008314032003-10-31T16:07:00.000-05:002003-10-31T16:07:06.123-05:00

I really like this song. And I kinda wish I'd had the cd this summer, for this song. Yeah. Keep Your Distance by Buddy and Julie Miller If I cross your path again Who knows when, who knows when On some morning without number On some highway without end Don't grasp my hand and say Fate has brought us here today Fate is only fooling with us friend Keep your distance, keep your distance When I

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1067632520508290442003-10-31T15:35:00.000-05:002003-10-31T15:35:31.153-05:00

I know I say this a lot, but I honestly have the world's coolest friends. I'm forever being blown away by their awesomeness. They're just so...cool! FOr example, I'd been needing to talk to Anna for a couple days. Big time. I finally caught her online yesterday afternoon and asked if I could come over. Not only did she skip dance for me, but she let me sit there and talk for at least an hour

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1067552029982346352003-10-30T17:13:00.000-05:002003-10-30T17:13:59.700-05:00

So apparently, my coolness just radiates. Well, not really. Ok, not at all. But, after visiting First Baptist youth group for only the second time last night, I was asked to help start a youth worship team. Rock on! And what makes it all the much cooler (despite my intense love for all the music) is that no one else plays bass. So that means that if I can get ahold of one (*ahemJONahem*),

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1067372876643386722003-10-28T15:27:00.000-05:002003-10-28T15:29:18.060-05:00

The question for today is as follows... Name the 5 most influential people in your life. But not necessarily in order. And we're talking, of all time.

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1067290906677940752003-10-27T16:41:00.000-05:002003-10-27T16:41:52.046-05:00

I had an impossible time getting out of bed this morning. I don't think I actually got up 'til 7 (I usually leave at 7:20). And as I was lying in bed, trying to decide if it was really worth it to get up, I thought to myself, "Self, there's no way I can make it through another week of school and work. I quit life". But then I remembered that I don't have to go to school on Thursday because

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1066942943719323652003-10-23T20:27:00.000-04:002003-10-23T20:27:27.280-04:00

I'm currently warming up my fingers before attacking my 3 page history paper due tomorrow. Not that 3 pages is normally a lot...but considering I a page (front!) of notes, it might could be difficult. And I have FCA tonight. And a weeks worth of calculus. And...lots more work that's piled up all week. But I actually decided to be social this week and that's the price I pay I guess. Although

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1066857535648447662003-10-22T17:18:00.000-04:002003-10-22T17:20:16.723-04:00

Question time! 1) What's your favorite food? 2) If you could only eat one nationality's food for the rest of your life, what would it be? 3) What meal/food do you eat the most? 4) Do you ever watch the Food Network? 5) What's the best smelling food?

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1066770651093138102003-10-22T17:17:00.000-04:002003-10-22T17:17:22.960-04:00

(I started writing this on Tuesday, but time got away from me, so I had to finish it today...thus, all the "todays" and "yesterdays" are actually back a day). It's been a very odd week so far. To start off with, I didn't have to go to school 'til 11:45 today. Which meant I slept in 'til 9:30 and such. And because it was so warm and everything, it really felt like the mornings this summer when

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1066601120499595982003-10-19T19:01:00.000-04:002003-10-19T19:01:18.446-04:00

Inspired by Morgan, here's my list of things I want to do before I die. There are, of course, many more things, but these are the only ones I feel like listing right now. -get married -go to Europe (*should happen this summer*) -record a cd -got to college -get a masters -go on a short term missions trip -become fluent in another language -study/work in another country -visit all the major

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1066587864731541102003-10-19T14:24:00.000-04:002003-10-19T14:24:24.616-04:00

I lots of times forget how stinkin' privileged I am. Durham isn't exactly the nicest place around; it certainly has its problems. Like the large populations of gangs and the really high murder rate. We have enormous race problems too, especially when it comes to our schools and the school board. But we're so much better off than a lot of the rest of the state. I was talking to Ali, one of my

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1066266486504250012003-10-15T21:08:00.000-04:002003-10-15T21:08:06.606-04:00

It feels like such an ordinary night. And I s'pose it is to the rest of the world. But for me, tonight's like a cliff looking over the torrent of life. It's as though all my life I've been running as fast as I could and tonight I've hit the edge of the cliff, hanging on for dear life, but knowing that I'll soon fall. As cliche as it may be, tonight's the culmination of my life thus far;

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1066250849828663882003-10-15T16:47:00.000-04:002003-10-15T16:47:56.320-04:00

You know how the way to most girls hearts' is chocolate or flowers or swoony songs or candlelight dinners or such? Well, not the case with me. Of course, I'm all about all of those things and anyone who ever wants to give me those is more than welcome. Let me make that much clear! :) However, my mom and I decided this weekend that the way to my heart is sour peaches. I will fall in love with

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1066182568800717492003-10-14T21:49:00.000-04:002003-10-14T21:49:28.310-04:00

Just so that everyone's aware, traipsing around Colonial Williamsburg with your mom all day is eleventy billion times better than going to school. Call it skipping if you will (cough*David*cough), but it beats school everyday! 1) Favorite mode of transportation? 2) Country you'd most like to visit? 3) City in America you'd most like to visit? 4) Favorite travel experience? 5) Farthest you've

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1066015701048575472003-10-12T23:28:00.000-04:002003-10-12T23:28:20.793-04:00

Somedays, I'm weary. Somedays, I'm empty. Somedays, I could dance for hours and never stop to catch my breath. And somedays, I could write the most profound statement, the most meaningful essay, the story that would touch a soul...if only I could write it. Those are the days that scare me. I've always thought of myself as a writer. I can remember writing poetry as early as first grade,

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1065830093333336132003-10-10T19:54:00.000-04:002003-10-10T20:06:34.970-04:00

This breaks my heart. It really does. I'm so blessed that I've been given to opportunity to go anywhere I want. My 'rents have always said "If you can get in, you can go". And I know that it's only because a)we have Duke money and b)my mom went back to work full-time. Sometimes I feel bad that I'm not looking at any state schools. I could get into all of them, even Chapel Hill. I feel that

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1065819043415216892003-10-10T16:50:00.000-04:002003-10-10T16:51:27.513-04:00

Michael Peterson was found guilty this afternoon. And I just don't even know what to say. I know that I haven't talked about the case since May and that was on purpose. I had an earlier post about it and because of all the media attention, random people were ending up here, reading what I'd written about it. Normally, I wouldn't be opposed to that at all, but due to the nature of the case and

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1065664457049053732003-10-08T21:54:00.000-04:002003-10-08T21:54:16.493-04:00

I'm very very happy now. Why, you may ask, am I happy with a weekend like I'm going to have? Well, despite having to work tomorrow, taking SATs Saturday morning, working all day Saturday, babysitting Saturday night and thus missing the chorus concert that I promised I'd be at, and using my day off and a school day to visit 2 colleges (Richmond and William and Mary) that I don't want to attend,

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1065642176359692062003-10-08T15:42:00.000-04:002003-10-08T15:42:56.073-04:00

Mixing it up a bit... 1) What's the weather like in your part of the country today? 2) What's your favorite guitar chord? 3) What's your favorite part about fall? 4) What cd are you listening to right now? 5) Should Miami and VA Tech be joining the ACC?

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1065385844518661162003-10-05T16:30:00.000-04:002003-10-05T16:30:44.223-04:00

Just so that everyone knows, I suck at driving a stick. I would advise not being ANYWHERE near me the next time I try (except Chris, of course, though we may want to use my car!). Anyone remember how crazy my life was around this time a year ago? Maybe not...some of you didn't know me then, some of you didn't really care. But things are getting just as crazy now and I've decided that I don't

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1065381586870039042003-10-05T15:19:00.000-04:002003-10-05T15:19:46.716-04:00

All I have to say is... HI CHRIS! Thanks again for the driving lesson! And ummm, sorry for screwing up your tires! ;)

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1065118449343649482003-10-02T14:14:00.000-04:002003-10-02T14:14:09.340-04:00

All this school year, I've been fooling myself. Telling myself I was imagining it, laughing at myself because it had to be a joke, pleading with myself not to let me believe it. But now I know it's true--I have no friends. Well, that's not completely true. I have the 5 best friends a girl could ask for. They overwhelm me with their utter coolness. But only one of them goes to my school and

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1064956587361199302003-09-30T17:16:00.000-04:002003-09-30T17:16:27.300-04:00

What is your favorite... 1) Book 2) Magazine 3) Poem 4) Play 5) Writer

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1064769480666431712003-09-28T13:18:00.000-04:002003-09-28T13:18:00.610-04:00

I went to see Derek Webb Friday night. Holy 'effin' crap, that man is 27 million times more amazing than I remembered! I've never been so blown away by anything or anyone! What's sad is that it'd been almost a year since I'd seen him last. I have no idea why I waited that long. I'm gonna do everything I can to see him in Charlotte on November 16. The man is a frickin' genius.]!

Katey Orrnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3027536.post-1064449601448444532003-09-24T20:26:00.000-04:002003-09-24T20:28:24.180-04:00

So...I found this song the other day in the folder of stuff I downloaded a couple years ago. Ironically, I just found out in the past 2 months that the guy who wrote this (Justin Rosolino) is recording a new cd, which I�m really excited about, especially since we haven�t really heard anything from him in 4 or so years. Anywhoo, I just love this song. I always have and I�d be willing to bet

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