ringworm

so, rob has ringworm. all three (or so) people who read this already know that but since nothing ever happens in my life, i feel i can write about rob's life-happenings. when i heard about this "ringworm" sitch, i thought of some sick tiny worm hangin' out under the skin kinda near his neck. i knew that ringworm is not like a tapeworm, and that it was not a worm of any kind involved at all.

i also thought of vacationing in florida.

i feel like we should have figured that his "spider bite" was ringworm. i've seen ringworm before in person- while vacationing in florida. god, no. i did not have ringworm. christ. this family that we became friends with when drew and i were little and would go to this resort in florida every year. we saw this one family every year, every time we went, so it was only natural that this fam became, like, our friends. and we'd just play and play and swim and hide from our parents. anyway, what's-her-face's (my florida vacation friend) sister got ringworm and everyone was all up in arms about it and it was all... ring-like and raised and on her leg or something.

what i dont understand is how it gets on someone's leg or neck, on clean people no less! wtf!, like, when i looked it up, it said that it was a fungal infection. it's not like rob went into some MSU mens sports locker room and rubbed some sick athlete's foot on his neck (ew). i can understand that maybe it really is those sick preschoolers he hangs out with all the time.

even so, maybe rob and leah should stop hanging out, between his ringworm and her sore nipple, i have circus freak friends. (just kidding, guys. lol share your bacterial and fungal infections. it's sexy. oh, and you're not circus freaks. but boy, do i wish!)

this is what i learned in class today: mercury is bad; do not eat it. the girl giving one of the presentation remembers lice checks from elementary school. pesticides are evil. toxins are poisonous substances of natural origin (plants, animals, bacterial, and/or fungal).

!!!!omg rob and leah need to just stay away from toxins.
ohhh im a nerd.

oh also, we learned about asbestos. I'M MAKING MUFFINS ASBESTOS I CAN! i wish i was making muffis. speaking of asbestos, i really am worried that huapei (sp?!) really does have asbestos hanging out with all of that creeps duct tape.

anyway, im gonna go.
love you. love everything about you!



ps i found this. and it's funny.

i hate technology

Or, rather, technology hates me.

first, two weekends ago, i went to load HSM3 (the digital copy that is the second disk in the "special edition- 2 disk set," which can be authorized to be added to itunes or windows media player) to my itunes so i could have HSM3 and its fabulosity with me always. but, oh wait, the HSM3 digital copy can suck it. it severely ruined my computer. it didn't just take FOREVER to import, oh no, before it even finished, my computer was infested with viruses. infested. ANGRY FACE.

so, i decided to visit my frenemies at best buy's geek squad. i don't understand why they don't believe you when you go in and say, "High School Musical 3 gave my computer a million viruses and has now made me hate my horrible life. please fix this." he had to laugh at me, turn on my poor, sick 'puter, say "oh wow, yeah you've got a bunch of viruses," and then charge $200 to Tam's credit card, AND lecture me about using limewire. asshole. yeah, i am 21 years old and love HSM3 and stealing music. let me just point out it was not limewire that made my computer upset; it was high school musical. this is vanessa hudgen's fault. ANGRY FACE.

this is my angry face.

also, (side note for a later rant), i had emailed my professors/instructors to alert them that my grandpa had passed away and that i would be missing class. All but one of my professors had emailed me back. i thought nothing of this lack of response. So then, i emailed my FCE professor my homework, the very same professor who had not responded to my initial email. i thought nothing of a lack of response again. ohhhhh grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

so i'm successfully avoiding homework by watching twilight (yes, again....) this last sunday. all of a sudden, my phone rang. demi lovato sang her little heart out for maybe 5.2 seconds. best buy, my phone's little caller id screen said. (yeah, it's saved in my phone because technology hates me.) i picked up, hoping they'd tell me that my 'puter was all better and i could go pick it up. here's an almost-accurate transcript of what transpired on that phone call:

geek squad chick: hi, may i speak to Kathryn?

me: oh, hello, this is she.

GSC: oh, um. well i'm calling about your computer. you did indeed have several viruses on your computer.

me: okay. yeah.

GSC: we cleaned all of them out and all of your files are safe, so everything worked out great.

me:oh! great! cool, yay!

GSC: yeah, and we also found out that your windows xp has a corrupt file, so we are going to have to restore your computer.

me: oh.

GSC: so, we were just calling to see what files, if any, you'd like to have backed up, because we can do that for you.

me: um, i guess i want my documents, my pictures and my music saved....

GSC: yeah, depending on how much data that is, it will be $99 or $150

me: ugh, okay.

GSC: okay, awesome. have a great day, bye!

FML.

i'm running out of steam now. long story short, im pissed about my computer. i'm pissed that my ONE professor is saying "oh, no, your name is not familiar at all and i have not received anything from you at all." ANGRY FACE! FML! i can't go to office hours because it's the same day as class, and by that point, the assignment will still be one more week late. so i just tried emailing again and i'm gonna hate my life some more. also, im going to look into contacting the dean to report her for not following university policy to not be penalized for an immediate family member's death.

ughhhh

20/20

good news! 20/20 is on WE.

i dont know what WE stands for, but i can appreciate any channel that plays awesome crime-centered 20/20. I don't get ID on my tv at school like i do at home; it's unfortunate because i looooove me some 20/20, 48 hours, and other shows of the like which focus on murder and stuff like that. Also, forensic files is a good one, but that's on court tv, which apparently is tru-tv now? what? why!?


this particular episode, though it just started, i can pretty much predict. a husband goes missing, they find his body dismembered... she totally did it, the wife that is- melanie something or other. it's always the spouse.


what i don't understand is why people thing they'll actually get away with it. people are so stupid. that's embarrassing- YOU WILL GET CAUGHT, YOU IDIOTS! i just don't get it.


you know what these shows make me wish? well, a few things. here we go: i wish...


1.) i could be the 20/20 slash 48 hours reporter who gets to interview these freaks who believe they won't get caught, and who still proclaim their innocence. that'd be awesome.

2.) i could do something sweet, like dust for fingerprints, spray that luminol stuff on surfaces to find blood spatters, be a weapons analyst so i could figure out if the bullet shell came from a specific gun or not, etc...

3.) i was awesome at math and shit to be able to come up with the statistics and probability that is involved with linking that person/weapon to the crime and how likely everything is that is related to the crime

4.) i could meet lester holt

5.) i could be super smart like that one asian man in forensic files who is so good at forensics that he's an expert witness in like every murder case possible. that'd be awesome.

ohhh hot damn.
does rachael ray have her own brand of dog food? WTF?!?


anyway, sorry, there was a commercial for it. but i was writing this, so not really paying attention. there was definitely a dog food commercial and she was definitely in it. weird. okay, back to my i wish... list.


6.) i wish i could be the narrator for forensic files. that would be awesome. i'd have to work on getting my voice to be all mysterious and able to build the suspense, but i think that that would probably be, like, an attainable thing. i could totally do that.


well, i cant think of anything else i wish i could do from watching these shows. also, this one is only 15 minutes in and i wanna watch the rest, undistracted.


xoxo, kate

sad things and a few obsessions

well, my grandpa died on sunday.

i've experienced a couple of highly emotional events lately, like within the last two weeks.

i can't talk about it. it's too sad, and i just get too upset. i just can't handle it right now. i live it every day; i don't need to write it down. there probably wouldn't even be the right words to describe those feelings. it's too hard.

...

i'm loving water and a flame by daniel merriweather and adele. download it, youtube it, itunes... whatever. get it. it's amazing. i listen to it on perez over and over and over again. i'm obsessed.

another thing i'm obsessed with: bret michaels.

this fact upsets me. he repulses me, and yet, i'm strangely addicted to rock of love, which is appalling in and of itself.

the funny story behind this is that it's a totally new-found obsession and it was admitted out loud to a couple of my closest friends recently. we were in vegas, getting ready to go out or go to dinner- i don't remember exactly where it was that we were going. regardless, we were supposed to be getting ready to go somewhere, and megan was flipping channels. she stopped on vh1 so we could watch the end of sober house (amazing!) and see andy dick being all precious and sad. then, (get excited), it ended and e! true hollywood story came on. it was on bret michaels. imagine my surprise when i was genuinely excited to watch it. it was appalling.

the worst part is that i knew a lot of that stuff beforehand. i knew about his diabetes, i knew he was in poison, i knew he had two daughters... like, how?! how (and why!?) did i know these things? megan and aleka were appalled, lol. it was awesome.

so now, whenever i hear anything about him, see anything on tv about him, whatever- i just immediately watch it and tell megan how excited about it i am. lol it's hilarious. it's an awesome new running joke. yayyyyyy

oh, one last thing: i watched au pair 3: adventure in paradise and let me tell you, as lame as it was, i looooooved it. it was like the other two and i was psyched to watch it.

hsm3 vs twilight & feminist ranting

i don't blog.

weird thing is, i just typed "blong" which i think is kind of insightful in a weird, ironic, totally creeps way. like, what if that was almost a "freudian slip," as though i really believe i don't belong? how weird.

apparently, though, i do now.

anyway, i'm, like, obsessed with high school musical 3. i could literally watch this movie every day. i'm not even mad about it. i don't curr, it's sexy to watch hsm3 errrday.

also, my obsession with hsm3 leads me to question my love for twilight, which comes out on dvd really soon. march 21st i think. anyway, the point is that i feel like my love for hsm3 has outweighed my love for twilight, which, to me, seems slightly unfortunate. i would get soooo excited when i saw a commercial on tv (okay, the disney channel...) for hsm3, and while i see commercials for twilight, i just keep thinking "eh, i probably won't remember to get that right away," which makes me sad. because i really did love the books. well, see, maybe that's it. i loved the books, not the movie. the movie changed everything, and made james sick looking with his sick, sick ponytail, and weird, and added slash took things out. grrrrrowl

"hold on tight, spider monkey."

let's get real for a minute. why!? that was NOWHERE in the book. in fact, that line is offensive.

speaking of offensive, the game is offensive. the game is the show the pick up artist on vh1 in sick book-form. it's the most appalling piece of "literature" i have ever encountered, in my short 21 years. it's awful. i hate reading it because:

1.) it's embare to publically read a dating/relationship book in public places (i.e. the detroit airport, the luxor hotel/casino in las vegas, the las vegas airport).
2.) i am not a man trying to learn "the game," nor am i trying to hone my skills in picking up women.
3.) it is a truly heinous book
4.) the fact that men/boys actually read this book is absolutely appalling
5.) it has been published and bound to resemble the bible. (uuuuuhm, hello, that is like blasphemy and i am not even religious!)
6.) the fact that these men/boys/computer nerds/"magicians"/tools actually live and breathe the lifestyle portrayed in the book is appalling/offensive
7.) beyond all of the other obvious bullshit that is wrong with the book, it is just a hideous excuse for a how-to
8.) most importantly, it's offensive to women

and if i've learned anything in college, it's that i've somehow become a feminist. therefore, reading this book is like pulling teeth, and i honestly do not believe that neil strauss (the author, whose blog can be seen here) or any of the "men" mentioned (mystery- WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU, YOU SICK FUCK?!?!) should get any royalties or notoriety from their appalling and offensive behavior.

that is all. i'm too riled up and pissed off now to continue.

-kate