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| 03:17pm 01/05/2007 |
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So I'm posting and it's not a break.. surprising. I don't even really know who reads/uses this anymore. Anyhow, since the summer is fast approaching, I was wondering if anyone had any book suggestions. I plan on doing a ridiculous amount of reading this summer as a) I have no friends in Philly (besides Sarah..although I don't know if sisters count) b) I have not as of yet attained a job and c) It will sharpen my mind and broaden my literary horizons? Sure, why not. That sounds like a good thing.
Besides that, insert the usual dreck about too many pages too write and not enough cranial matter. It usually pertains.
My life's really not as boring as it sounds. Or maybe it is. Who even cares? The humidity (I tried to describe it as a sauna with water infused earlier..anyway) makes me apathetic and lethargic. |
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| Where's my mind? |
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| 01:04am 13/01/2007 |
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mood:  relaxed music: Pixies
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I seem to post primarily on breaks. I don't know if it's the not having anything else to do or the having time, but either way, it tends to turn out that way. I'm not actually in very chatty a mood, so I don't really know what I'll talk about. Sarah and I went to the Philadelphia Museum of Art today and debated about whether or not we should run up the stairs and pump our fists in the air. I've never even seen Rocky. Our compromise was to run up and fist pump minutes later, when no one was looking. Yes, we're too self-conscious. But we decided to go back some day and take pictures of the people who are the funniest about it.
Then we went in and looked around, lingering especially long on the Contemporary and Modern Art aspect. Twas interessant. We just watched the Illusionist and Heathers. Crazy bitches. What an exciting day. I know that it's time to go back to school because I have time to laze around and the feeling of stress that usually resides within me has evaporated. It's not normal to feel this relaxed...
Tomorrow we're making s'mores in our fireplace. |
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| Lolly Lolly Lolly, Get Your Adverbs Here |
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| 10:07pm 23/10/2006 |
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mood:  peaceful music: Of Montreal- Oslo in the Summertime
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It's Fall Break and I'm at home!! It's just not Cincinnati. Which is weird, and definitely not preferable, but I know that it will be okay. I'll be around. Christmas break? Summer, definitely. That's pretty far away, though. Eh. So it goes.
I'm seeing Red Hot Chili Peppers/Mars Volta tomorrow with Sarah, and for as much as we both love music and concerts (and spend way too much on them), it's our first concert together. Aw, how cute. But it really is. We also both just had our hairs cut at the same time. The cuteness abounds. It just does not stop.
Sarah likes me! She just told me so. I like pumpkin pie; I'm going to go eat some. |
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| I spin off and lose my head |
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| 03:43pm 14/08/2006 |
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mood:  and confusedly so music: Smashing Pumpkins. Siva.
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I would just like to preface this otherwise happy entry with: WHY DID I NOT GO TO LOLLAPALOOZA?!?!?!?! I did not know my life could feel this empty. Actually, what I didn't know was the list of bands that were going to be there. Now that I know (actually from a letter my grandmother sent me) I want to scream with the frustration of it all. In fact, I just did. Incidentally, the way my grandmother wrote it is priceless.
"Hi Sarah and Katie,
Chicago's lake front is jumping with "Lolla Palooza" and Tall Ships this weekend.
Hope you are getting around Philadelphia!
Love,
Grandma and Grandad"
And with that one concise blow (and by including the list of bands that were there), she ruined us. I was not prepared for such a low blow-- from a grandmother of all characters.
But life will go on. Especially because I'm seeing Tool in September and Red Hot Chili Peppers/Mars Volta in October. Which is exciting in its own right.
</superficialbitching>
On all other fronts, things are absurdly good. I don't even know what to do with myself. This phenomenon known in some circles as "happy" and in others as "enjoying life" is taking its toll on me, making me do crazy-not-Katie-like things. I fear this is getting past tolerable reading length for the average "ElJay" subscriber so I'll entertain the idea of continuing later. |
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| .This is not my life, it's just a fond farewell to a friend. |
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| 09:47pm 22/07/2006 |
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mood:  numb music: Elliot Smith. Fond Farewell.
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Well, here I am. Living in an apartment on the Saint Joseph campus in Philly. Until a week, and we have a house. Woot!
I'm not too sad yet, but. . . eh. The drive was alright, albeit long. The mood kitty is supposed to be numb, but it's frowning. |
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| We go out in stormy weather, we rarely practice discern. |
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| 10:15pm 16/07/2006 |
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mood:  refreshed music: Billy Corgan. I'm Ready.
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I started packing today and for some reason I can't bring myself to throw out old schoolwork. I know I will never look at it again, but I feel as though as soon as I throw it away I will have some question that could only be answered by the notes. Crazy, I know. I have a problem with throwing things away. I have a problem with not having access to everything I've either read or written.
Incidentally, the past week has reaffirmed every good thing I ever thought about humanity. I feel optimistic, a word that hasn't even existed in my vocabulary prior to this point. I don't even know why. Nothing even happened. Or maybe it did and I'm too shortsighted to see it. Talking during a storm earlier in the week with two Chrises (is that the plural of Chris? =p) made me realize. I know I didn't put what I realized, because it can't really be put into words. I just realized.
I've been experiencing synesthesia. I'll look at something pretty and hear music that perfectly fits it. Or I'll listen to music and it will remind me of a color. I sound crazy. I am crazy. Crazy means nothing.
I don't know what to say...I'm going swimming! |
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| 12:12am 22/06/2006 |
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Holy cow! I don't update very much. I think I'll start. It's such a good habit. |
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| I'm not surprised and really, why should I be? |
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| 11:50pm 21/06/2006 |
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mood:  complacent music: Pictures of Me. Elliott Smith
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So I'm back at King's Island. Shocker? No. Still terrible? Yes. It's really not THAT bad, except when it is. Okay..its not really that bad. I just would have liked to for once have had a different job. But no one's really hiring for someone who would be here just for the summer, even less so for someone moving in July.
About the moving. It'll be on the first and twentieth of July, leaving me a month here. That's a lot of time. Really. We should see each other. That being said, it really won't be that bad. I hope. I'll be in Cincinnati sometimes, and as much as it is harsh to say, I don't even see people now, so moving won't make that any different. Okay, so that wasn't very harsh to say. If anyone would like to come visit, we bought a house up there (Philadelphia) that you are welcome to stay in. Really. It's bigger than our current house. It has five bedrooms and four bathrooms. The smaller houses were more expensive, go figure. Not that I really expect people to drive the 9ish hours or fly to come see me, I just thought I'd put it out there.
In other news, there is no other news.
Off to go party hardy? |
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| Livejournal lives. |
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| 03:56am 11/05/2006 |
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mood:  confused music: Rock N Roll Soldiers- Funny Little Feeling
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As the school year draws to a close, I cannot help but think WHAT THE FUCK, MATE? Where did the time go? How did I spend it? Do all those hours spent in coffeeshops, classes, sleeping through classes, at Jimmy John's, and in the rooms of classmates really equal a school year? Furthermore, have I really only been in Cincinnati three times since school started last August? Do I really never see the people that last year I thought my life wouldn't be the same without? (It isn't the same, but it somehow still goes on). It's too much for my brain to wrap itself around.
There's something really strange about changing clothes because for the rest of the world another day has passed, but you haven't gone to bed yet, so it doesn't feel time for another day to start. I've slept 10:30 AM - 4 PM every day this week so far, meaning I have been completely nocturnal. It's messing with my head, making me perceive things differently. It needs to stop because I have a final at 8 on Friday and then I move out. I don't even feel like I've moved in yet. There's still shit in boxes in my closet that I never bothered unpacking. Today was my last day at work; tomorrow is my last day to piss away; I move out Friday and come home Saturday. Well, color me fatigued. |
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| 06:13pm 25/03/2006 |
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The Family Madges is moving to Philadelphia. This summer. I do not look fondly on this. |
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| 02:03am 08/03/2006 |
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Some days I just feel so alive. |
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| 05:18am 15/11/2005 |
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mood:  sleepy music: Razorlight -->Golden Touch
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Someone told me to update, so i did. |
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| YOUR MOM GOES TO COLLEGE!1!1! |
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| 12:45am 24/08/2005 |
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mood:  excited music: The Beatles -->She's Leaving Home
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Wednesday morning at five o'clock
as the day begins
Silently closing her bedroom door
Leaving the note that she hoped would say more
She goes downstairs to the kitchen
clutching her handkerchief
Quietly turning the back door key
Stepping outside she is free
After all the crossings out, it's creepy how much that applies.
If it weren't obvious, I'm departing for SLU-dom today.
School email is madgeske@slu.edu or just katiemadges@mac.com.
Address, if you actually want it, I can give to you upon your request. I won't hold it against you that you don't, though.
Let's see..anything else...nope.
Just insert the sappy "I'm going to miss all my friends" type comments at your leisure. |
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| Why is it that Ikea reminds me of Fight Club? |
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| 08:32pm 17/07/2005 |
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So I came up to Chicago for my Aunt and Uncle's "125th birthday celebration" which, incidentally, had nothing to do with either of them turning 125.
Then today there was a baby shower, which was just a bunch of opening of presents and cooing a lot.
But after that we went to Ikea so I could spend my hard-earned money on just about the only thing that brings out a materialistic streak in me: furnishings. So what if I have a soft spot for lamps, carpets, desks, shelves, chairs, and school supplies? So who cares I won't have any money to buy myself food after my meal plan runs out? I bought a hella tight side table, chair, and rug thing. And I am damned happy with them. I just said hella tight. I think it's the high tax level that makes me act funny. Or maybe the water. Don't know, but I'm off to eat cookie dough. |
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| Three tomatoes were walking down the street... |
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| 01:39pm 28/06/2005 |
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mood:  happy music: Seven Mary Three -->Water's Edge
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After a vicious struggle to not return to King's Island, the battle is lost.
Was hired at Panera, only to be told that the wrong lady hired me so I'd have to interview again. DIdn't want to.
Was a telemarketer for RDI, but only lasted 4 days. Despite being paid $8.50 an hour, it was unbearable. "There's no Deborah here, bitch!" was not an uncommon thing to be told. Plus I felt evil for making people get up just to hear me ramble about a credit card.
There were a few other attempts, but none prevailed. So I'm going back.
Other than that, not much is going on. I'm in town for more than 3 consecutive days for the first time since the eleventh.
I had my SLU orientation last thursday and friday. It went surprisingly better than expected. Then again I wasn't expecting much. At first I was in a group with the Honors Program people and they were nice, but a little too nice. So I found some people I liked and together we snuck out so they could show me the "cool places" of Saint Louis. I'm not actually sure that it was sneaking out though, because no one said we COULDN'T leave. I don't think. It was nice. The person I roomed with was...eh. I'm glad i'm going to have a single room. Even though it means I'll be antisocial and not make any friends, at least I won't drive anyone crazy or vice versa.
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| Summer's started, at least by the definition that school's over. |
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| 01:01pm 21/06/2005 |
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I keep forming this idea in my head that I'm going to update and people are going to read what I write and care. Then I realize that not only will I never update with anything of substance, people won't care. Not being cynical, just realistic, with the knowledge that most people have many friends on their friend list and skim each person's entry, at best. Maybe they do care. Maybe happy meals do make people happy. Unsolved mysteries. |
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| At least I don't got no exams becuz i r 2 smart 4 them. oddviously. |
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| 03:18am 23/05/2005 |
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mood: peaceful music: The Bad Guy-Reel Big Fish
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I was sooper excited for my first non-schoolinated Monday. But now I realize that I'm waking up at 7:30, going to school until noon, and working on computer programming while I'm there. So I guess i'll just be "sooper excited" for my first non-schoolinated Tuesday. |
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