so here we go...
Another day another dollar, or in the life of Katie Culligan, a new adventure, a livejournal. Now let me just put this out there, you can throw it back if you like, but please slap me if I do any of the following things:
1) Use this only when I'm angry and annoyed.
2) Use this as a "so today I went to the library and then ate dinner and , blah blah i don't care"
3) update this too much, or too little.
I think all the bases have been touched now down to business. I have to give David Allen some credit because he inspired me to do this. I've never been much of a livejournal checker, let alone a journal/diary writer. My "journal" is my quote book. Quotes from funny or interesting comments or books throughout the day, many of course, are supplied by my lovely roomate Hilary, but don't get down on yourself yet, Even my parents have some good quotes in there so chances are if you are somewhat witty and are around me a decent amount of time, then you might be in there too. But alas, back to this subject at hand. So after some inspiration I decided to start one.
Two notes
-1- As Carolyn was driving me back after break we were chatting in our giggle speak and decided upon probably the best and worst party themes for our casa in p-run next year. The theme would be that only people with the letter "L" in their name, in some way shape or form, would be allowed to come. Why L you ask? Well, all 4 roomates have L in the name but we couldn't think of another letter. so sorry non-L people, Maybe we'll have K party sometime too, I don't think the attendance would be great for that one though. Visions of seasamie street are being summoned as I write this. "Today's show is sponsored by the letter 'G'."
-2- As I lay in bed last night after Andy's crack cocain in chocolate peanut butter form soaked into my system I realized something crucial to Disney's lifeline. In Beauty and the Beast the part where the beast is dying after being stabbed by Gaston and Belle says she loves him and then Beast turns into a real prince charming (who might I add has not any more charm than I could throw him). Here's the problem, all of a sudden the Prince has no stab wounds and is totally fine. Just because you change species doesn't mean the injury is gone. Correct me if I'm wrong but I do think that's how it happens. Just like in the Animorphs, they could change from bird to little Tessa or wolf to a little boy named chris perhaps? Or maybe his name was Mike Bear. If they were hurt they couldn't just change and be fine, or maybe they could damnit, I don't know. But it bugged me.
Well I was going to write about SETC's for all you souls who have no idea of the stress and anguish that happens in a Sheraton in Greensboro NC, but considering how long-winded I've already been that will be another day. It's time for some Hemingway...
Oh and one more thing. Believe it or not, I try to give a theme to each day such as "If you build it, they will come" or "Don't step on the momeraths" and then try to apply to to some part of the day just for kicks, or shits and giggles as Eylse so poeticly uses. Today's is "out of sight, out of mind" - disscuss amongst yahselves.
1) Use this only when I'm angry and annoyed.
2) Use this as a "so today I went to the library and then ate dinner and , blah blah i don't care"
3) update this too much, or too little.
I think all the bases have been touched now down to business. I have to give David Allen some credit because he inspired me to do this. I've never been much of a livejournal checker, let alone a journal/diary writer. My "journal" is my quote book. Quotes from funny or interesting comments or books throughout the day, many of course, are supplied by my lovely roomate Hilary, but don't get down on yourself yet, Even my parents have some good quotes in there so chances are if you are somewhat witty and are around me a decent amount of time, then you might be in there too. But alas, back to this subject at hand. So after some inspiration I decided to start one.
Two notes
-1- As Carolyn was driving me back after break we were chatting in our giggle speak and decided upon probably the best and worst party themes for our casa in p-run next year. The theme would be that only people with the letter "L" in their name, in some way shape or form, would be allowed to come. Why L you ask? Well, all 4 roomates have L in the name but we couldn't think of another letter. so sorry non-L people, Maybe we'll have K party sometime too, I don't think the attendance would be great for that one though. Visions of seasamie street are being summoned as I write this. "Today's show is sponsored by the letter 'G'."
-2- As I lay in bed last night after Andy's crack cocain in chocolate peanut butter form soaked into my system I realized something crucial to Disney's lifeline. In Beauty and the Beast the part where the beast is dying after being stabbed by Gaston and Belle says she loves him and then Beast turns into a real prince charming (who might I add has not any more charm than I could throw him). Here's the problem, all of a sudden the Prince has no stab wounds and is totally fine. Just because you change species doesn't mean the injury is gone. Correct me if I'm wrong but I do think that's how it happens. Just like in the Animorphs, they could change from bird to little Tessa or wolf to a little boy named chris perhaps? Or maybe his name was Mike Bear. If they were hurt they couldn't just change and be fine, or maybe they could damnit, I don't know. But it bugged me.
Well I was going to write about SETC's for all you souls who have no idea of the stress and anguish that happens in a Sheraton in Greensboro NC, but considering how long-winded I've already been that will be another day. It's time for some Hemingway...
Oh and one more thing. Believe it or not, I try to give a theme to each day such as "If you build it, they will come" or "Don't step on the momeraths" and then try to apply to to some part of the day just for kicks, or shits and giggles as Eylse so poeticly uses. Today's is "out of sight, out of mind" - disscuss amongst yahselves.