Addicted

I can't stop.

Remember how back in the day the cool thing to do was cover your binder in the foil of a gum wrapper? Well I have found something even better. I was looking at my empty gum pack, Orbit, and noticed that the little row thingers the gum is lined up in was made of shiny material. So I ripped it out and lo behold it is foil. So I had a go at taking a strip off and now I can't stop. I'm covering the gum box in it's own foil. It's lame, it's silly, it's stupid but most of all it is addicting! It is so oddly gratifying to pull off a huge chunk and slab it back on.

But now I'm curious why gum has foil surrounding it anyways. The actual pieces are in paper but filed away in foil. Perhaps something to do with it not melting? Keeping the taste and smell contained? I don't know.

I made the mistake of drinking coffee at 8. Both in the AM and the PM. Not a smart move by mio.

So I was gonna call it quits with the boob tube watching at 9 but then the episode of CSI ended up being the cross over to CSI Miami and I HAD to watch it. Seriously I did. I couldn't say no to that.

I think I like the theme song to the regular CSI versus Miami. The whoooooooooooooo are you? do do do do! Is better. Though I sing it ooooooooooo ah ooooo. do do do do! Until I figured out what the hell they were saying. But the beginning Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaah! to the Miami theme song is nice. Reminds me a little of Howard Dean. YAH!!!!

...I just go distracted by my foil placing. Perhaps I've missed my calling? I should make jewelry or something.

Ok well I've got nothing more to say right now. Tata.

Guilty

I don't know why I do this to myself.
I put myself it a bad position
I consciously know what I am doing yet I still do it.
And then it haunts me.
It eats away at me.
Clouds my mind and over takes my thoughts.
I feel bad
I am not the type of person to let others down.
But I did.
Now it's all I'll be able to think about.
Disappointed others.
Disappointed myself.
It makes me crazy.
But I'm the only one to blame.

don't worry I didn't kill anyone or anything.

But now I feel a little better.

word to your mother.

'ello

Well. Long time no blog. I've been busy. Or have I? I don't know. It was kind of a crappy week.

Ahn-ways.

How's it going? Good? That's nice to hear. If it's not going good then oh, sorry to hear that.

I got my birthday present from my parents yesterday! Yay! A digital voice recorder so I can sit around and muse out loud! Not really. And I also got my iPod back. I was going crazy with no music in my life! I had to sit there in the library and listen to people talk and be abnoxious. I use my iPod more for white noise. I'll listen to a CD that I know really well so I'm not really listening to the words. It's like my fan for the day time. I cannot sleep without a fan. Or I can't sleep good.

Noooooooo!! My potatoes boiled over and now the burner is all nasty! Damnit! I hate that.

I thought I was so clever the other day at work. Me and this one kid were discussing the quality of the plastic bags and he said in a sarcastic tone only the best for Roundys and I said I wonder if they are Chairman Bob approved. hehe. Ok yeah that was lame. I know it. What has my life come to?

It's almost that time of year when I have to pick out a theme for Spring Break. I'm thinking TV shows on DVD. I don't think I had a theme last year, but the ones in the past have been Jackie Chan, Joaquin Phoenix and Pirates of the Caribbean. I need to decided sooner then later so I can reserve things at the library if need be.

A little advice. Don't ever try to ignore the Census people! They will hound you down. Good lord! Our apartment got selected for the Consumer Price Index and they will not let up! A man was here today but since it wasn't me who talked to them before my roomate has to do it. And really,we don't have good answers to their questions.

Alright time to eat. Byeeeeee

Happy Birthday Part 2

Today is my blog's birthday.

Happy Birthday Blog! It has been one hell of a year!

Should we look back? Stroll down memory lane? Laugh at the good times, cry at the bad? Reflect on what the year brought? Muse over past observations made and past promises broken?

No. No I don't think so. Instead look at the beautiful picture I made.

Yeah...I need photoshop.

I'm outtie like a belly button!

Happy Birthday

...to me! I'm two less then twenty three. I can buy booze le-gal-ly, and that makes me happy!

to the tune of happy birthday of course!

So the birthday weekend was nice, the actual birthday not so much. Though my bestest buddy Lauren is coming over in a little while to have a few cocktails with me. See, I'm saving my bar fest for this weekend. But I feel lame for being 21 and dry.

I got such a kick out of walking up to the cashier with a bottle of SoCo in one hand and a bottle of Boones Farm Sangreia in the other. Mmmm. Can't wait to have some SoCo and Dr Pepper. So GOOD! Though will it taste as delicious now that it isn't law breaking? My guess is yes.

Ok that's all I got for now. Blog to ya later. (it's my blogs birthday tomorrow...hehe)

Happy $!#&$*@ Valentine's Day

Valentine's Day.

Red roses, sappy cards, teddy bears, heart shaped everything, chocolate boxes and too much PDA.

Ugh! I think I just puked a little.

This day. I just do not like! My dislike for it started a while ago, back in high school for sure and even before that. I rememeber one year, either junior or senior, I wore black and purple that day and whenever someone asked why I wasn't wearing pink I said I was wearing black and purple because it's like my heart. I just...uh! Don't like it! Why is it that we need a day for romance? Shouldn't there be some romance on some of the other 364 days of the year? (or 365 this year. Leap Year! Holla!) To say, here have this day to gush and be all lovie dovie is stupid. Doesn't it get routine? Fabricated romance? Faking the love because you're supposed to?

No spanks.

Does it really say love if everyone is getting the same thing? Roses, candy, card. Tough. Walk into any store and all that will smack you across the face like a fry pan. You can't miss it. Would it be out of line to want something creative? Screw the bouquet of flowers, give me a bouquet of suckers. Why? A few reasons. Took a little creativity and also shows that you know the person. Ya dig?

"Oh it's Valentine's Day. Here sweetheart, have some red roses. And a card that says I love you. Kissy kissy. You're amazing, I'm so lucky to have you in my life.'

then the next day

"Hey what's for dinner? What? Pasta again? Damn."

I can't tell you how many people bought roses last night. And cards.

Maybe I don't like V Day because, well the reasons stated above, but also because 1) I've never had anyone to share it with and 2) yes yes, I don't like it all up in my birthday. I'm weird.

But V Day isn't all thorns and thunder clouds. Oh no. What do I like about it? The candy. I love the little hearts with the sayings on them. Yummy. But really? "Fax me"?

It's a stupid day. I wonder how many comments I'm going to get about it tonight at work. Ugh. I'll reply with a sweet smile, "Oh yes Valentine's Day. The day of manufactured love. Have a nice one with your standard red roses and card with too much glitter. " Followed by a wink, thumbs up and that little noise that I can't describe. You know, kinda like what a dolphin makes? that crack/click thing. ...yeah...you'd know what I was talking about if I could find a way to type it phonetically.

Mmm Gobstopers, the taste of summer.

On that note I need to eat lunch. Enjoy this day.

Some simple a Caveman could do it

I bought a thing of Pillsbury creasent rolls and yeah, I don't know. I don't think I rolled them right. Which is sad. They are only pointy on one side so they are going to look like pastry spears I fear. Taste the same though.

I have a teeny tiny blood blister on my middle finger and it's driving me crazy. It's almost a perfect circle and a beautiful maroon but I just don't like it there. Got it from those little teeth on the toilet paper holder. I missed judged the angle and reached for the roll too soon.

Um right. Great news, less then a week until my birthday. Haven't decided what I want for it yet but I was thinking a digital recorder would be nice. You know, the little thing I can shove in someones face while I interview them. But that seems lame and dorky but oh so practical. I have to make up my mind sometime soon.

As of yet I don't really have any plans. Sad.

I'm coming to realize that I need to unlearn so much of what has been pounded into my head since the 6th grade. Writing a paper and writing an article are really different. Paragraphs in papers should be 5 sentences or more. Paragraphs in articles should rarly be 5 paragraphs. Short is better. Who cares how APA or MLA say to site things such as books. I've always been an italic-er. I like italics. Not in AP. No no no no. In papers you want to use large words and sentences that are chocker block full of goodies. Newspaper writing you have to write at a 7th grade level. Sure sometimes you get to be more creative but overall the language needs to be dumbed down.

It is just weird.

So the total snow fall record for Madison has been broke. And I guess more snow is to come. Gah! Enough! STOP! NO MORE! Though the snow was really pretty tonight on the walk home. The way the street lights played off the fresh powder looked like a million of tiny little glass shards gleaming. Beautiful.

But no more snow! NO MORE!

mmm I can smell my rolls. Mmmmm. So yummy.

Holy crap they look like Jabada Hut's offspring. But good nonetheless. Mmm mmm mm! Rolls and a mix of peas and corn. Yum!

Ok lets see. Anything else I have to say...Not really. Kind of wanted to go see Ol' Barack in Madison tonight. But didn't. You know his slogan? something like "Yes We Can!" It reminds me of a commercial for some rumatory arthritis drug. "Oh yes we can!" I just found that slightly amusing.

Ok. Time to go. Bu-bye!

Too Much of a Good Thing.

Oh dear. I've been watching way too much CSI.
I was driving to work the other day and some slush sprayed on the windshield and I thought to myself "Oh, that's consistant with high velocity splatter"

Yeah, a little sad.

I was reading on CNN yesterday about how Hillary was going to pull out of the debate on MSNBC because "MSNBC's David Shuster for suggesting the Clinton campaign had "pimped out" 27-year old Chelsea by having her place phone calls to celebrities and Democratic Party "superdelegates" on her mother's behalf."

Come on! Seriously? Yes "pimped out" might not be the wise thing to say but everyone knows that pimped out has turned into a saying that isn't offensive. It's been ran through the ringer by little white kids wannabes so it's lost it true meaning.

Hillary, you're gonna lose the kids if you can't keep in touch with them. And this, Madame Senator, is a prime example of why I think you're unapproachable. That and a few other reasons. You are a woman alright? That's no big secret. While I don't think you should be musing over flower arrangments for you next campaign rally I also think you need to tap into your ladyness a bit. Nothing wrong with strong, smart, independent women. Just give as a clue that you can be a little girly already. I just think it'd make you more approachable. And if the last election is any indication of what voters want when it comes to candidates you aren't gonna win. People voted for Bush because they thought he was the type of guy you could drink a beer with. And look were that landed us.

I'm a Obama fan. Go Barack! I think, but I'm not sure, that this one house I drive by on the way to work that has political signs in their yard, dug out the snow from around one. I thought that was funny. And then a goth-ish kid waved at me while I was going 15 mph behind a truck pulling a trailer. Perhaps it was because I had my music blasting, JJO Madison's Solid Rock!, and that would seem weird coming from a Buick. And I watched him as he kept on walking and it was only me he waved at. Hmm. I don't know why I shared but I did.

Tralalala. (Spring Training starts in 7 days. Well for pitchers and catchers. Just thought I'd share. I still want to go. *sigh*)

Ok. I'm gonna make like a fetus and head out.

Better late then never...

After a month and change wait no longer ladies and germs.

You want to see ugly in a somewhat holiday form? If the answer is yes then here you go. If the answer is no then you're screwed because I'm posting the picture anyways.

Hello 80's! I may have been only three at the close of the decade but I channel that era so well.

Anyway. Moving on to other pressing issues...

So I've had hair in my food, hair on clothes and hair in things that I don't normally want hair. And by hair I mean not my own. But today was a first. I sat there and looked at the hair in question for a while. Where did I find it? No not in my cream cheese won tons. In a pack of pens.

Yeah. I bought a pack of pens today (shocker eh?) and I opened them and there it was. A dark brown hair that could not be mine all coiled around my beloved pens. Ew! It was just so weird, I'd never expect to find a hair lurking there. At least it wasn't a naughty hair.

Oh my gah! I'm talking to the other katie about Brewer games and I am absolutly giddy. I HAVE GOT TO GO GAMES THIS YEAR GOD DAMNIT!

*breath* Seriously. They're my boys. I gotta see my boys! And this year for sure because Counsell only has one more year guranteed in Milwaukee and I must see him play in person!

alright...alright. I need to step away now.

tata

Snow no more!

Alright so I got my snow day. Thank you snow gods but now let's stop already!

Guess I've shook my ass a bit too much yesterday.

15-18 inches by the time this thing is over and it is no where close to being done. This is Wisconsin we deal with snow. But this much? Shit son! This is too much for us. You wanna know the tall tale sign of serious, serious snow is when the freakin' plows are getting off the road. Yeah. That's bad.

Good thing I've got no where to go. Eventually I'm going to have to move my car to the other lot but no way in hell is it going to be tonight.

I took some pictures but they aren't that great but meh, here they are.

On my deck the pile up and...

and where the snow is compared to the cars. Up to the bumpers. It looks like on my car, not in the picture, I can't tell where the front of the car starts and the snow bank is.

Crazy crazy stuff I'm telling ya. Am not looking forward to digging out or having to walk in it to class tomorrow.

Alright, alright. Time for me to start preparing my dinner. Cashew chicken! I have to actually do more cooking then normal. And I have to touch raw meat. Blach. I hate touching raw meat. Ick ick ICK!

Keep it real. (what? yeah I don't know)

Shake dat ass!

I'm shakin' my ass doing the snow day dance. Come on, dance with me people! DANCE MONEKY DANCE!

10 to 15 inches when it's all said and done. TEN FREAKIN' INCHES! I mean seriously! Now is the time for global warming! (I'm kidding Al Gore. Set down the 100% recycled paper your going to use to paper cut me and step away from the hybrid)
Honestly. That's a shit ton of snow.

Soooo I'm doing the snow day dance! Snoooow day! Snooooow day! I put my butt in, take my butt out shake it around and scream I WANT A GOD DAMN SNOW DAY!
That lacks poetry, my apologies. And good thing the blinds are closed or I'd look like a freak. (I'm not really dancing...or am I?)

The store(s) I work at has launched a new ad campaign featuring Chairman Bob. Or Mr Marachino-cherry as I like to call him. I get a birthday card from him every year because that's how much he cares. Yeah. Auto-pen be damned! He signs them all by hand! Not. But Mr Chairman? Throw a gift card for like 10 bucks in the card you cheapskate. Though I guess I should be getting a present for being with the company five years! I want to pick out my gift! Go ahead, Meet Chairman Bob. No, don't do it. Seriously. I just like to link things because it took almost a freakin' year to figure out how.

Snowwwww day. I'm trying to use my teleconesis to connect with the Chancellor and have him call off school. Come on..come on!

And wtf blogger, why isn't the spell check working still? I need that!

Whoops just got distracted for five minutes looking at tshirts online. My Achillies heel if you will.

Shut up! It's Mardi Gras? It's Fat Tuesday? Oops. Lent will be starting soon. What will I give up? Hmmm...uh. Nothing. Haven't gave up anything in a while. Well that means Easter is just about 40 days away which means pastel colored candies.

I love pastel colored candies. And the Whoppers that are egg shaped. Mmmmmm. But first I'll have to suffer through Valentine's Day. Blach! Don't like that holiday, no sir/ma'am. Never have. Don't know if I ever will. Not because I lack a romantic bone in my body or because I think it's a vast conspiracy, it's just too close to katie day. Plain and simple. It's all up in my turf and I don't want it to steal my thunder.

Alright. Time to stop the babbbling.

snow day!

That's quack-tastic!

So the Giants win the Super Bowl.

I'm happy. That's who I wanted to win. Didn't like the fact the Patriots were perfect, just so un-natural. Though whenever I'd play Madden I was the Patriots. The Giants winning makes the Packers loss look better. And I like the name Eli better then Tom.

Yes, yes. That old song. I like the name Eli due in part of hearing it 403932738 times in the past month. (I didn't even try to say that number out loud)

Righty tighty mighty brighty.

Um yeah. Let's see. Wanted to smack a customer upside the head today. He was bitching up a storm about the price of buns. He was a smart ass, rude son of a bitch. I don't respond to people going on and on about prices. They don't pay me enough to and honeslty I don't care if a person shops there or not. Really. If a customer thinks they are going to hit home with a cashier then they are mistaken. You want to make a point, get some one to care don't talk to me. Go talk to the service desk, it's in their job description to kiss more ass then mine.

Tralalala sing a smurfy sonnnnnng! I loved the Smurfs. Papy Smurf. Baby Smurf. If you choked a smurf what color would it turn?

Remember the TV show Dinosaurs? The puppet/real people things? I used to have a stuffed animal of the baby. Not the mama! Not the mama! whack dad dino with fry pan. Good show. I wonder if I still have that stuffed animal. I don't think so.

Anyway. Birthday is in a few days, don't go and forget now. Like I'd let that happen. This is the first birthday in a while that has had any real excitment surrounding it. Sure last year I bid farewell to my teen years and welcomed the 20's. (oh, yikes!) 19 was pretty pointless. The last birthday that was kind of cool was my 18th. Became a legal adult, bought some cigars and lotto tickets. Also was my golden birthday. This year brings the joy of magically being able to buy alcohol. It isn't like I've been deprived of it the past years. I'm just looking forward not to the drinking but to the buying. I won't have to hunt someone down if I'm in the mood for merlot. I can go off and buy it. And score! In Fort you can buy beer and malt beverages until midnight! Hellz yes beer after nine!

Ok. I'm gonna go read some. Then watch a repeat of CSI.

Have a nice week.

Lentils! Get Your Lentils Here!

I've done gone lentil crazy.
Yup. Lentils. Why? I got sick of looking at the bag of them in my cupboard and thought, do something with them already. So I did. I experimented. I concocted. I made recipies. Don't know if they are new, most likely not. I know for a fact that someone else has made lentil tacos since that's where I go the idea. Regardless here they are. Some aren't that good, some are. Most have a corresponding picture. All lentils were pre-cooked. You know, simmered for 15 mins in water.
Lentil Taco
Smash lentils to mush (I used a spoon and a bowl)
Dump lentils into fry pan over med-high heat, stir around.
Add water and taco season to taste.
Dump back into bowl to smash some more.
Voila! Lentil tacos. Same texture as beef, doesn't taste very different and better for you.
Fried Spinach & Lentil Salad
Spinach:
Make sure spinach is dry. Heat olive oil in fry pan until it starts popping. (Oil should coat bottom of the pan and then some) Slide spinach in. Let fry until it balloons a little. (The leaf will expand up becaue of the heat) Spinach is done when it is a darker green and translucent. Move to paper towel to dry.
Lentils:
In same olive oil, reheat and add lentils. Stir them around pretty consistently. I do the shake-the-pan-while-on-burner method. Let them sizzle a while. Add a pinch of salt for flavor. The outsides of the lentils will be a deep brown and wrinkly while the inside a nice gold due in part to the olive oil. Lentils are a little chewy but that's alright. They taste good and it adds a little contrast to the spinach. Drain some oil off then toss in with spinach.
Lentil Loaf
Crush some Ritz crackers. Doesn't matter what size the crumbs are. Add lentils to crackers and mush around with hands. Add water to get it a little sticky. Throw in cold fry pan and stick it all together. Heat and flip. Some should stay together. Once it seems pretty stuck together it should be done. Remove from heat.
It doesn't really do much on its own. It doesn't need salt since the crackers are pleanty salty. And you have to like things with a little burned taste. Maybe it'd make a good bed for something like chicken.
Alfrado Lentils on Cracked Pepper Triscuits
Heat lentils with alfrado sauce. Serve hot on triscuit or as dip. Lentils add texture, not so much flavor.
Lentil Dessert.
Yes dessert. Surly you jest you might say. No, no. I tried a dessert.
First make a syrup. 1:2 ratio. One part water to two parts sugar. You don't need much. I made way, way to much. I did a 1/2 c. H20 to 1 c. C6H12O6 (totally knew that from memory) Anyway, you don't need that much at all. Once sugar is dissolved toss in some dried cherries and raisins (or any dried fruit I guess) with the lentils. Let it cook a little to get the flavors out. Tastes alright. I could see it as a sauce on ice cream or something.

There you have it.

Oh and my birthday is in T-17 days. I think that's right. Yes. To the 18th it's 17 more days. I'll accept gifts at anytime. I'll also accept major credit cards to fund a shopping spree. As of now I have no plans. Don't know how the birthday bash is going to be or even if it will be. I should start thinking about what beverage I will buy for the first time. Probably SoCo.

Ok I'm outtie.