Kate’s Rants

i already stated my opinion on mullets: they are gross.

 i wrote a post on paper while i was in Leeds, hanging out in a Starbucks. (yes yes, i was. bah.) basically it was addressing how gross fake tans are, and how lots of people here seem to have them. i suppose they are trying to make up for the lack of sun they get. however, being from california i can appreciate a real tan, and i know what a real tan looks like, and i know that a fake tan is not even close to a real tan. and people here who sport the fake tans look orange. actually i mentioned one woman in my paper-post who was a “glowing bronze” literally. she kinda sparkled as she passed me in the street. and living people are not meant to have sparkly skin. unnatural. but i have yet to see a woman sporting both a fake tan AND a mullet. we’ll see.

i changed desks at work. i like my other desk better. i feel cramped at this one. plus my chair is different and not as comfortable. bah. also when i print stuff (every 30 mins or so) it goes to a printer in a different room. does this make sense to ANYONE??? anyway, its kinda annoying. plus all my friends are wayyyyy on the other side of the room and i’m never going to see them except when i eat lunch with them. hopefully they will still eat lunch with me.

the switch has confused lots of people. my computer didn’t have all the archive files on it, so those had to be transfered over. plus my phone number changed so people had to be informed of that. and it was just confusing to the organiZers who put things on my old desk and then realized the person sitting there was NOT me, and then they had to find me way across the room and they….. well yeah they got confused.

 to address my parents comments and concerns on the previous post:

DAD: brianne and i are totally warm enough. that bush-sleeping incident was a fluke (because we didn’t plan ahead enough, partly due to our lack of internet). and therefore even if we DID have blankets or something we probably wouldn’t have brought them with us on that trip because it was supposed to be a day trip, which turned into a sleep-in-the-trian-station trip, and it was a pack VERY light trip, so we didnt have to carry stuff around with us. so we most likely would have left blankets at home. brianne brought my sleep sac (which is really a sleep sheet) because she knew she was staying overnight at Leeds with our friend Kristin, and was not quite sure of her sleeping circumstances, so she wanted to bring something just in case. and she didn’t really want to bring her sleeping bag cause she’d have to carry it around. basically i’m saying please don’t send me anything like blankets because it will just be more things for me to carry around when i move or when i go to ireland etc. and when i travel, i’ll probably have to send stuff back home so i won’t have so much crap. if i travel. yeah so anyway, please no sending stuff.  and yeah, oh bush oh bush. there was an article in the paper here right after elections which said he basically was asking anyone and everyone for ideas on how to end the war. um….. come on. (he’s considered a really big mistake for a president over here.)

MOM: we went to newcastle because we’d never been there and we wanted to see it. and i’ll never forget it either.  and no worries, we’re pretty safe even sleeping outside for a night. which i hope i never have to do again, because it was COLD but hey. now i can say i was homeless. (well….. arguably…) what an interesting topic of conversation!

 anyways i’m at work right now and i should probably DO some so i’m going now.

dad, you can send me some socks. (brianne has these really cool “soccer” socks from american apparel, but just having knee socks would be cool. like some baseball socks from big 5. or some soft socks like mom sent me. socks are good.

 THE END! (for today)