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The Importance of Absurdity
Wednesday, September 10, 2003
So, I'm really not a big VOL or Bill Mallonee fan. I mean, I have utmost respect for him (who doesn't?), but I don't own any of his music. I probably should, but I don't. I do however, have a Grassroots sampler that includes You Know That. And quite frankly, it's rocking my face off. And I couldn't very well just keep it to myself. After all, the mark of good music is that it needs to be shared, right?
You're a treasure no one opened
You're that diamond no one found
There's no casual liaison
When your heart is in the clouds
Could have been your bit of style
Could have been your bit of grace
Could have been the way
The starlight played upon your face
Moonlight be a friend tonight
We're all wrecked up on these dreams
Holding on a bit too tight
I've got splinters from these moonbeams
If it seems i'm (we're) falling down
If it seems we're falling through
Darling you know that is nothing
You know that is nothing new
Look at me with longing eyes
And i will always know the score
Say the words i long to hear
And i won't need them anymore
If this moment seems forever
There are some things you don't waste
If it's a little bit of God
Then come in here and have a taste
You and me could build a bridge
Over every place that hurts
Time to tear the walls down hard
'Cause they never really worked
And if the first words start to stumble
And sound slightly out of tune
It's the opening of hearts
It is the closing of the deepest wounds
- thoughts provided by Katey Orr @ 8:34 PM
Tuesday, September 09, 2003
We're now gonna start the question game. I'll do my best to make it a weekly occurance, assuming I can keep my days of the week straight, but that may very well be asking too much of me! The rules are: don't tell me no lies; if you answer one, answer all; and, just flat out answer, if for no other reason than to make it at least seem like I have friends! Todays questions are as follows:
1) What song are you currently listening to?
2) What song inspires you the most?
3) What song do you most wish you had written?
4) What song do you hope you never hear again?
5) What song has the most memories attatched to it?
- thoughts provided by Katey Orr @ 6:55 PM
My friends brought me a box today, to put all my books and such in when they're in my car, since I'm not using a locker this year. The irony of it all is that they brought it for ME, to put MY books in, in MY trunk, instead of MY backseat, so that there's room for all of them to ride in MY car, so I can use MY money to pay for MY gas, so I can drive all THEM to lunch. I wonder about myself at times. It's lucky for them I like to drive!
But for real, I'm pretty excited about my box. I think there needs to be a box painting party. Tell me if you want to join me (or, if you don't know me in real life, let me know what I should paint on it, since I'm a marvelous painter and all)!
Oh, and I definitely went ALL day thinking it was Monday and didn't realize it was Tuesday 'til I finally asked someone after school what day of the week it was. He thought I was crazy. I know just flat out know it.
- thoughts provided by Katey Orr @ 6:47 PM
Sunday, September 07, 2003
I thought I'd escape the "Charlottesville itch" (as one of my friends calls it) this year. Apparently, I was wrong. In fact, I even commented to someone a week or two ago about how I was doing really well with it this year. However, this weekend has changed all that.
The "Charlottesville itch" is something that only really happened for the first time last fall. See, I was born in Charlottesville, VA. I only lived there for 5 years, but for whatever reason, I've grown to love it immensely. In the falls of 7th and 9th grade, my family spent a weekend there, so my brother could look at UVA and so we could go to football games (my dad went to UVA undergrad and my mom went there for grad school). Well, last year, around the beginning of September, I had this immense longing to go back. At first, I thought it was just the sense of fall coming. But then I realized that I didn't just want it to be fall, I wanted it to be fall in C'ville. I -needed- to get back there for a visit. I even had one planned, but it fell through. And so, I was left with...well, a void. Unless you've looked off into the distance from Monticello, or sat on the hill for a football game at Scott Stadium, or peeked into Edgar Allen Poe's dorm room or walked across the lawn up to the Rotunda, all in the middle of October, you've not really experienced life. And so, you can't really understand what I went through.
Or rather, what I'm going through. For whatever reason, I thought I'd be ok this year. But I'm not. It all came back this weekend. Part of it was the gardens. Part of it was the football. Most of it was the weather. And the sad thing is, it's only gonna get worse when conference games start and I start wearing longsleeves all the time and the leaves start turning. Going to Harrisonburg the first of November won't help either. And the sad thing is, I think it would all go away if I could just go up there, even for a day, this fall. But even if my parents would let me, I have no free weekends to do so. This is my last fall at home, the last fall within driving distance to C'ville. If I don't make it this fall, I don't know that I'll ever get rid of it.
- thoughts provided by Katey Orr @ 6:15 PM
So this is funny. I sat with Lindsay and Charissa at church today, on the "late college kids" side. It was Pastor Bowen's first Sunday back from sabbatical, which I've been eagerly awaiting for. Nothing compares to his sermons. He preached today on Matthew 19:1-12 today, about marriage and divorce. My yeesh, it was soooooo good! I really really want a copy of it. Anywhoo, after the service, Charissa had to jet, but me and Lindsay stood around talking. And the first thing she said was "Kate, I really honestly think that you're gonna be the first of the Quints to get married" (the Quints being me, Lindsay, Jessica, Anna and Haleigh)!
Now, for those of you who don't know me in real life, that may mean absolutely nothing to you. But you must understand what these other girls are like. I don't want to stereotype my friends, so I'll just say that they'll all be married or engaged by the time they graduate from college. So, besides the fact that these girls will probably all be married fairly young, I'm quite possibly the last person someone (especially me!) would expect to be married first. First there's the whole not even wanting a wedding thing. I mean, I aspire to elope. No frilly wedding crap for me. Then there's the whole not wanting kids thing. It's just not happening.
My mom and grandma expect/want me to marry young too. Maybe it's just that a lot of people that don't know me see me as a "nice, good Christian girl". You know, the type that always marry young, the ones that are all brainwashed by Josh Harris. But what's funny is, that's not me at all. I am a Christian girl, but I'm not good and I'm certainly not nice! I mean, I'm the youth group rebel, notorious for mouthing off the youth directors and Sunday school teachers. Who wants to marry the youth group rebel anyway? I guess that's why I was so amused by what Lindsay said, seeing as she knows me so well and all. So who knows, maybe there is hope for me!
- thoughts provided by Katey Orr @ 3:41 PM
Remind me never to have kids. I babysat today. This morning. And it was not cute. Well, it sorta was. The kids are all adorable. Jack's 2 or so, Anna Scott's 3 and Bailey's like 4 (maybe?). Two different families. Anywhoo, it was a total 3 ring circus. And except for the fact that me and my brothers were never nearly as wild and wired as these kids, that's exactly how my house was EVERY day for years! We were even in a closer age span! My yeesh! I can't tell you the last time I babysat for anyone over the age of 3 though. I mean, it's been a LONG time!
But, to soothe myself after the eternal experience of this morning, I went to Duke Gardens with Anna. And I don't know that I've ever had a better get together with anyone! First of all, it was a glorious day. It was just a bit cold and the sky was very grayish-white, so it just felt like fall. There was this feeling to the air, one that made us skip all over the place. So, we went to the Gardens to take pictures...of ourselves. Haha, that sounds totally vain. But we agreed that it's not. Anna wanted some good pictures for her portfolio. And I wanted some pictures of my new haircut. We ended up taking a ton of pictures and explored the Gardens and went to all sorts of places and paths that we'd never been to before. Oofta woofta, it was fun! Oh, and by the way, pictures can be found here!
Then we went back to Anna's and uploaded pictures, listened to some good music and such and ate dinner. Then we went to rent a movie and I rode with Anna for the first time! Yay for licenses! We ended up with Chicago (only after first getting and paying for Importance of Being Ernest and then changing our minds in the grocery store and going back). And it was just the 2 of us at her house, which made it more fun, since we watched with the sacred blue blanket. I liked Chicago though. I wasn't sure I would, which is why I didn't go see it with her when it was in the theatre. But I definitely enjoyed it. And then after that, we went and listened to Dear Refuge of My Weary Soul (which I attempted to sign and failed miserably!). And then I played her my 2 newest songs. And then we played hymns (very badly!) on violin and piano. My graciousness, it was such fun!
- thoughts provided by Katey Orr @ 1:27 AM