It Won't Let Me Type A Goddamn Title
1. Yeah, I know I've been a slacker lately, but I just feel like I have nothing to say. You know how when you haven't talked to someone in a long time, when you do finally talk, sometimes it's awkward because you feel like there's so much you SHOULD have to say that you can't think of TO say? But if you talk to someone everyday, you just talk about normal stupid shit that you wouldn't really remember to talk about if it had been awhile? No? It's just me? Well that's how I feel. Yeah shit goes on in my life, but when it's been so long since I've done an actual post, I feel like everything I say has to be a really good story or funny or something. I don't know. I'm probably just lazy. ANYWAYS, I'm gonna try for ten here but no promises.
2. I actually had the following conversation with my friends a couple weeks ago. Back on my birthday, on the way to the Sox game, for whatever reason Lauren said something about Alexander Graham Bell inventing the lightbulb:
Diana: No, Thomas Jefferson invented the lightbulb.
Me: DUMBASSES, Thomas Jefferson was our third president. Thomas Edison invented the lightbulb.
Diana: You went to college Katie. We didn't.
Then just last night, we were laughing about it telling our friend Claudio and he says,
"But wait, was Thomas Jefferson actually a president?"
Me: "Yeah he was our third. He bought the Louisiana Purchase....?"
Claudio: "Oh right. I was thinking of Benjamin Franklin."
And he's in the process of applying to law school. My friends need to stop smoking so much pot.
3. I broke up with Will last month after I got sick of his too-nice ways - I don't take no shit from NO ONE. A few days after we broke up I heard that he was renouncing the Cubs as his baseball team and becoming a Sox fan. If we hadn't of been broken up already, that would have done it for me. He had been a Cubs fan his whole life and then one day just switches sides. How does that even happen, I would love to know. Now he just looks like a huge idiot because the Sox are in fourth place and the Cubs are only a handful of games outta first. God, I don't know why it gets me so riled up. I think I'm just over protective of my Sox, but christ that turns me off so much. I'll never say this again, but I hope the Cubs win it all this year ( I know it's laughable, that's why I don't feel bad saying it) just so he realizes he's the biggest douche bag in the entire world. Stick with your team, bitch.
4. One last Sox thing: after god knows how many weeks of keeping us in limbo about whether they were gonna sign Mark Buerhle, they finally signed him today to a four year deal. Jesus christ Kenny Williams, took you long enough. But thank you thank you thank you for doing that.
5. Keri and I saw the movie Once about a month ago and I finally got around to buying the soundtrack while I was in Arizona. Well then it magically got all scratched up in my luggage on the way home and I had to buy it again on iTunes, but nonetheless, I finally got it and it's been my obsession du jour for the past two weeks. You know how sometimes you love a song so much it's almost like you can feel a knot in your chest you want to hear it so bad? Yeah, that's how this whole cd is, especially the song Lies. Buy this cd and see this movie because both are the best ever.
6. I've read a couple good books lately: The Road by Cormac McCarthy (such such SUCH a good book). I was almost done reading it the night before we left for Arizona and knew I had to finish it then because I was going to cry and didn't want to do it on the airplane. While at the bookstore in O'Hare, me and some old dude went to reach for the same book, No Country for Old Men by the same author and ended up talking for a few minutes about The Road and other books we had both read and loved. Then another lady asked me if I was a big reader and could I recommend a book for her to read on the plane, so I suggested The Kite Runner. I really wish I knew if she liked the book or not - I always get nervous when I recommend a book I love to someone because I'm afraid they won't like it as much as me and I'll have to kill them, but I guess that's just the way things happen sometimes. I've also read Beasts of No Nation by Uzodinma Iweala (really good too) and just finished today Suite Francaise Irene Nemirovsky, which took me awhile to get into but was worth it in the end. The backstory about the author is almost better than the story itself though - she was a Russian Jew who moved to France way before WWII, converted her and her kids to Catholicism, not even necessarily because of Hitler, but was captured, sent to a concentration camp, died in 1942 there and this book was discovered sixty years later. How the hell do you compete with that.
7. I love summer. I fucking LOVE summer. Even if it's just sitting outside in the sun reading, I love it. Or if it's going downtown to the Taste Of Chicago Friday to see a free Black Crowes concert with my friends, I love it. Or swimming in Diana's backyard. Or sitting outside by myself reading, getting severely sun burnt, soon to be joined by my sister to start drinking at 2:00 pm, soon to be joined by my brother after he got off work at 5:30 and then get more beer, soon to be joined by my dad after he got home from the bar with his friends, and then soon to join my bed when I was drunk by 8:30 pm. Just a random example, really. Moral of this story? I LOVE SUMMER.
8. I have a zit right in the middle of my eyebrow. Awwwwwwwwwwesome.
9. The countdown for Harry Potter has begun. Less than two more weeks to wait for the seventh book I don't know if I can handle it. I think Harry's going to die and I'm trying to prepare my tear ducts for it, but I don't think anything can. July 21st HURRY UP.
10. I read in Cosmo yesterday that your boobs can keep growing into your mid-twenties. This means two more years of wishful thinking. Best news I've heard all year, bitches.