Katochanel

For all intensive purposes

2006-05-25T20:32:00.000-07:00

Speaking of getting things wrong, I sometimes change lanes without checking. I wish that I wouldn't do it, but I forget, then I do, then I think of how quickly my day could have just been tossed down the shitter. I feel thankful for a few moments then inevitably am enraged by many other drivers.
I broke a lid tonight. The edge of a tortilla chip bag caught on it, then it fell to the floor and cracked. Now I have that dish with no lid. Should I throw it out?
It seems worse to hold onto it, with all the memories I have of how complete it used to be.
And for your information, it is FOR ALL INTENTS AND PURPOSES if you should ever wonder, and to escape being corrected in public, like me, or by me now.
your friend, kch

MeTOO

2006-02-06T07:26:00.000-08:00

It's an easy one.... cause when I look at the times between blogging, and think of how much I could say because my life is so riveting, mile a minute adventure, i get tired,then think...I'll do it in a few minutes. Plus i am such a bad typist it makes me seem illiterate, and I don't like proofreading. I obviously need a secretary, in addition to the rest of the housing staff i have yet to hire. Any way this is an easy one.

1. What is your middle name? Marie
2. What size is your bed? Not big enough—a queen- we are going to get a Cali King for long legged G
3. What are you listening to? Birdies chirping and the heater, i think a plane flying in the distance.
5. What was the last thing you ate? Coffee, yogurt and an apple
6. Last person you hugged? Glenn
7. How is the weather right now? Ice cold
8. Who was the last person you talked to on the phone? pam h
9. The first thing you notice about the opposite sex? overall appearance height, attractiveness in 2 seconds
12. Do you drink? Well, a little
13. Ever get so drunk you don't remember the entire night? I remember everything, and sometimes wish I could forget them.
17. Fav animal? My kittens kato and ozzie
18. Favorite season? Summer!
19. Ever cried for no reason?No. even an emotional tampon commercial is reason enough for me.
20. Last movie you watched? whole movie? Charlie and the Chocolate factory
29. What book are you reading? 2 french dictionaries
30. Piercings? 1 ineach ear, 1 navel
31. Favorite movie? I heart huckabees, meet the parents, wings of desire, breathless
34. Any pets? my darling kitties, kato and ozzie
36. Favorite flower? orchids, but i like them all except carnations
37. Have you ever been caught doing something you weren't supposed to? Yes. Glenn asked me where y new purse came from on fri.
39. Who would you like to see right now? The Beana, aka Ell-wee-dot:)
40. Are you still friends with your ex's? some yes, some no, there are so many.
41. Have you ever fired a gun? only a bb gun. idon't really want to. iam afraid i would shoot myself accidentally
42. Do you like to travel by plane? Not really. but it doesn't upset me. ijust use an age old technique called denial- so i don't even consider the strange reality of it.
44. If you could be with someone right now,who would it be? i have a stomach ache. i think it's best i am alone right now.
45. How many pillows do you sleep with? 2
46. Are you missing someone? Elliott
47. Do you have a tattoo? yes one.
48. Do you watch cartoons on Saturday morning? no. i hate them. i hate the pace. i hate the commercials. i hate them
49. Are you hiding something from someone? refer to #37
50. Do you play an instrument? piano, but it's not a very portable instrument.

I did it! me too

looooooceeeee, i'm hooome!

2005-12-12T18:46:00.000-08:00

I love her, too.
Who doesn't love Lucy? But nobody wants to BE her really, do they? I mean, Desi was hot in reality, and she was a comic genius, but for me, I actually don't have a TV audience. It's just me and my boss on our first work with together today, as I haplessly drop my cell phone in the snow, then not notice, and walk away, then he picks it up. I fall as we are walking to Starbucks together, he tries to help me up, but he can't 'cause I am also stepping on my full lenght coat. I leave my brief case at one of the accounts, with my BRAND NEW COMPANY bought laptop in it, then have to go back to retrieve it, when I notice, 1 1/2hours later. At the last account I put on my top coat, and begin walk away without my very expensive blazer. A TRUE STORY FROM TODAY.
all my love. KCH

That's we they call us rugged

2005-12-09T07:24:00.000-08:00

`okay yeah, the land of the rugged north american marmovich is fraught with potential hazards and spills all over. No telling where.I have so many.... so many.
There was the time I tried to give my self a quick pedicure in the sink at our old apartment. I fell over for absolutely no reason at all.
After a moment of directionless teetering,
I ended up heading toward the bathtub- back first, arms spinning.
I caught my ass on the shower curtain and ended up hanging inches above the bathtub, ever so slowly ripping the curtain and its rod out of the wall, millimeter by millimeter, second by second.
My body was suspended in the air on the curtain and I couldn't get any leverage to pull my self up-
Finally I was close enough to the bottom of the tub to get my hand to touch the ceramic bottom of the tub, and hoisted. By this time, I had ripped the curtain rod fixture out of the wall. I walked out of the bathroom confused, exclaiming, "the important thing is that I'm OKAY."
All this happened in the span of about 30 seconds of me being alone with myself. xoxoxo

well its been awhile

2005-11-02T15:59:00.000-08:00

but you know never late than better!
Today I have a wee bit of a hangover, I was celebrating last night.
A friends birthday- and MY NEW JOB!!!!!
Yesterday there was a rabid (rapid)squirrel in my house. It charged at me, as I innocently sat at the computer doing my work. I chased it with a brooom, but it began to hide in the closet. I left the door open so it could flee. In the interim, I heard more chittering and whining out in the yard as the neighbors dogs attacked yet another squirrel outside. It climbed up a tree. I beat it out of the tree with a broom so the dogs could get it, but they were too slow.

They are creepy gutter snipes. They walk around our gutters like they are lording over the yard. I'm sick of it. Dammit! I'm not sure how the one in here freed himself or how it got in, which is unnerving. But my cats were more than interested in removing it by any means, so i don't think it will be back.
The cats and I had a talk this morning about the return of the squirrel and what is expected of them. They are receptive to motivational speaking, so I feel confident they can be trusted. Ozzy is a bit compromised because he has no teeth or claws. He is more stuffed animal than feral, but I know he'll do fine. If the creepy gray rodent avec tail returns, we will make mincemeat of him!

Ciao Ciao Bella

2005-06-17T16:59:00.000-07:00

Vorrei parla Italiano con tu, ma mon italiano e gros.
Get it? It's my in.
Tomorrow i am going to Milan,then to the countryside, and this is what I will say over and over to every Italian, and they might like me for trying, but no no doubt they will find me a bit stupid. It's hard, in another language. Like if I can remember the noun, I get really proud. In my native tongue it is not really a big deal for a 35(?!!)year old to remember the word for ....ashtray, for instance
so when i am beaming proud- holding my new shoes, and loudly calling them "SHOES!SHOES!"someome is going to smirk. This is gonna happen. I tell you. Even though I'm gonna try not to be a dumb American . Euros are just so much more cultured, reserved, mysterious. I'll appear like a Labrador, I know, but I am after all a midwesterner. We wanna be nice! We wanna please. I've been working all the time, as a matter of fact on that note, an Im escited to stare at the Italian mountainside vineyards, and feel glamorous, relaxed and one with nature ALL AT THE SAME TIME. Sometimes, selling wine is a REALLY great job.Back on the 26.xoxoxoxo kch

Back to the Box

2005-05-31T20:59:00.000-07:00

xo to you and you and you. i think about you all the time, I really do.I's just so infuriating to write it down you know. This is why I would conciously lose the lock to the diary and then just be like oh have to throw it out. This is out ad infinitum. So many thingies have gone on, I think this is part of the problem. too much life, less time to write about it. My goodnass, Maynan's wedding- geez o pete was nothing less than joyous- just got my kickass pixtures back today.... wonder how Hawaii was. If only all life could be like vacation. i went on vacations right after Mombis wedding.4 days of the beach, the gators, the sandfleas, the noseeums( they'll kick your ass), and 3 high schools friends. we waxed nostalgic. we ate lots of grouper and we read 20 magazines. Yep, if only all life was like vacations....Now I'm back. Why so stressed out? It's only wine, for the love of god. I talk in my sleep now. i told Glenn I knew Reiki in my sleep, that the wall looked like a leopard and his face looked like a peacock. dreams do kinda kick ass. Miss y'all. xoxoox kch
oh yeah, have done some good shopping though....xoxoxoxoox andso on and son andso on

Time will tell

2005-03-06T08:45:00.000-08:00

Well, I have about 10 minutes before my hair fully takes the dye. There's always that question- will it fall out, will it be brown. Will I notice, albeit too late that I have also dyed part of the sink, or one of my ears? 10 minutes will tell. Life is exciting. I prefer an early morning dye to a late night one, though. Even though, I am a late night showerer, not an early morning. In fact, come to think of it, I am an infrequent bather. I don't know why really. but i just don't prefer being wet, under any circumstances. I remember one time on vacation with my friend Beth, who showers daily, she asked " When, during the trip, do you plan to put the horror of bathing behind you?" I rightly answered that I didn't know. I hadn't worked up to it just yet.
OO. 10 minutes is up. better go check.

The Title Comes Last I don't hate blogging I love it!

2005-02-23T16:15:00.000-08:00

The ironic thing is, that I haven't really been that busy, but I think I am... to busy to blog- not too busy to read magazines- too busy to blog- not too busy to watch Medium, NYPD Blue, Desp.HW, the Apprentice. Too busy to study for my Gmat too. It's curious.
I went to Cozumel last weekend. Boy was that fun and funny. I want to swim in the ocean again! Everyday!

My friend Jen used my toothbrush on our trip. She said it was an accident, that our brushes were the same color. I started hiding it from her in case she was retempted.
I told her about this and she said she thought it was a good idea. She couldn't be sure she wouldn't do it again. you never know.

We drove the Island thanks to Jill's expertise at stick shift to some ancient ruins. Standing in front of this breathtaking pile of rocks, I farted very loudly. It is relaxing being in the presence of an ancient civilization.
We also saw some igaunas having sex. Jill made a video of it. She sais she is going to edit the song "I Wanna Know What Love Is" into the video.

The Island was beautiful, and we met some charming Mexican fellows at Leo's Lobsters house. They bought Jen and I drinks. Jill had to go back to they hotel room because she was tired since she is newly pregnant. We told them she was really very upset and extra tired because she doesn't know who the father is. They couldn't tell it was a joke, and seemed confused. The one gentleman called Jennifer an Amazon Mermaid, not realizing those are the two things she wants to be in life.

The last day I felt like I wasn't getting enough sun, and I thought it would be best to wear no sunscreen. Because I am smart, and I like to drink margaritas as I sizzle like a piece of fatty bacon on a towel in the sun. I was so red yesterday, I could barely move my arms. I felt like I was on fire, which was super out of time with Chicago where it was about 25 degrees. I shopped for summer shoes today- in gold, bronze, and pewter. Cork wedges are back, which makes heart sing. I am pretending that I will wear my shoes tomorrow.

Why do you hate freedom?

2005-01-22T17:17:00.000-08:00

In "honor" (??!) of the inauguration...

From Debbie:
Q: How many presidents does it take to screw in a light
bulb?
A: None. There is nothing wrong with the light bulb; its conditions are
improving every day. Any reports of its lack of incandescence are a
delusional
spin from the liberal media. That light bulb has served honorably, and
anything you say undermines the lighting effect. Why do you hate
freedom?
From Paul Olson:
Fuckin' freedom, don't get me started.
Our leaders: imbecile dunce-monkeys or machiavellian cabal of pure evil?
A saucy mixture of the two, I think.

HBD

2005-01-16T14:01:00.000-08:00

Wow, I'm 37 and I'm lucky. I'll say. It was my birthday on Fri, and it kicked ass. It was freezing cold out, but warm inside my heart. I got lotsa phone calls, and messages, and I had a party with almost all of the most amazing people I know( some were unavailable). Yes, I had it for my self, which is a bit self aggrandizing, but it just was so much better to be with people that i really really like and love than to not be. The big group eating and drinking thing really makes me happy. I also received some cool ass gifts. We drank like 9 bottles of champagne, and although I may be lacking yet some more brain cells, hopefully I'll learn how to utilize the ones I have left, cause it sho was fun!
In other news, I am planning to take the GMAT on Feb 5, so I dedicating these next three weeks to studying, which means I'll probably blog more than ever, in an effort to really put it off til the very last minute. why, o, why, do I do it?
Desperate housewives is on tonight, and i am counting the minutes. I look forward to it all week. I mean, you watch it don't you? KCH

Dreamies

2005-01-06T15:39:00.000-08:00

Princess Mombi's dream reminds me of a dream I had almost 10 years ago during Christmas. I was living in a loft across from the Walgreens, really cool place, cavernous, wood floors that were painted orange, I repainted gray. very little furniture adorned the place, however.
In fact,my futon was on the floor, which I now realize is very bad feng shui. Anyhoo, Xmas was coming up with a vengeance, and I had no desire to celebrate, really. Along w/ no money to celebrate with. My friend, Hillary was living in the apartment below me. She made a diabolically good feast of Filet Mignon, and many other things on Xmas day. We ate and it was super mellow and wonderful, ended up being a wonderful time. But I digress, in my dream, I was in my futon, sitting up, back against the wall, and there was this huge bug. A gargantuan centipede with a clear plastic looking body filled with red and green. He was sludging toward me,oozing this green and red Christmas fluid all over the floor of my loft, and I couldn't move. A Holiday dream,really, just like Tsunamis, and tying down your car and girlfriends car, on new years eve. we are a celebratory bunch.

Christmas Rocks

2004-12-26T13:11:00.000-08:00

This was an amazing Christmas. Even though I missed the baby,fer, dao, mombi, my mommy, lizzard and many others. It's the way it-not everyone can be in the same place at once. We did see racho, kev, hillary , Leo, Evelyn, and Rene', and talked on the pohone lots, ate lots, and gave each other presents. It snowed, and it was a real peace on Earth vibe. Loved it. Lived it. Merry christmas to all. xoxo kch

What a year!

2004-12-26T13:04:00.000-08:00

What a year! What a year!
That was the refrain at the usual suspects second annual holiday award ceremony. We celebrate all that our friends have done to amuse, please, and surprise us. Glenny won most likely to be features on Behind the Music, I won most like to be on E true Hollywood stories. Our friends correctly sensing the quiet greatness that lies in both of us. I also won the higly coveted and cherished Best hostess award and tiara! Unbelievable joy, Mombi, now I now how it feels to be crowned- it was passed on from last years winner to me. What an honor! What a year!

sweet lovin life

2004-11-30T08:35:00.000-08:00

good morning shit ass weather. i am not really prepared for 6 months of this. i view you as an old friend, one i think i'll want to see, then just end up tolerating, with intermittent periods of frustration thrown in. It rains, it snows, and I am still having to go outside. In the summer , it's great, the freedom of doing my own schedule of sales. In winter, I feel like the post man, and am about to go dress up to look just as dorky.
Last night, work party @ Websters. I made an appearance after coming in from OUTSIDE, networked, etc. That's the way it is. I bumped my shin really hard at home at the end of the night when I stepped out of my slippers on the stairs, carrying Ozzie. He is so soft, and goes totally limp when i lift him. I wanted him to sleep with us. He was a little jarred, taking that fall with me, however. didn't see him again til this morning.
I can't wait till I can come back home safely inside, and watch some reality TV.xo kch

Ozzy the gummer

2004-11-15T17:29:00.000-08:00

Well, my cat had all his teeth removed except 2 of them last Monday. I am not kidding. I wish I were (correct. subjunctive tense), but I'm not. I thought his breath smelled, a little, well, alot like boiled broccoli, warm and stinky- I thought he just needed his teeth cleaned- I didn't know it was that bad. Honestly, I am appalled, and kind of afraid someone might come to take him from me now. Have you every heard of a five year old cat w/ teeth that bad? Well now you have. Beware. Take that little bastard in ASAP, or you will have to live the rest of your life like me, in deference to your own cat. I'm all like, " What can I get you? Wet cat food? Catnip? Pets? Brushes? Would you like me to carry you? Can I build a special bed for you. Or no, take mine." I know guilt is a recurring theme in my life, but this is hard core. xoxoxo Katochanel.

Pistachios with worms

2004-11-08T09:29:00.000-08:00

I had my teeth in it. Seriously. It happened to me once last month,too. A bag from Trader Joes, I thought it was a freak accident. This bag is from Costo. I thought it would be okay to pry the shell open with my teeth, but there was a black worm inside. Like I am on Fear Factor. But I'm actually snacking in front of my computer. Excuse me while I go cry, then throw up.xo katochanel

Once a month

2004-10-17T09:55:00.000-07:00

Hmmn, It has been 1 month since my last blog. Forgive me. I think about blogging, but it seems I've been busy, what with keeping up on every lttle thing in life.
I scoff when people say "How've you been?" "Busy,busy, busy." I makes me think of pod people running around in a fish bowl, as someone watches,yawns , and flips a magazine page. However, that's how it' s been. Running from one appointment to the next, trying to manage all these reponsibilities. I try to think back to the days when I had very little or no responsibilities, and I can't even remember what it feels like. That's sad.
But I have been getting alot done. I have gotten my sommelier certificate, been selling my ass off at work, picked up books to study the GMAT, and as always working on home improvement. Life is good. It's peaceful this morning. I can hear fall birds all chirpy, my cats are fat and sleepy, and I have a few hours to myself. YAY. xo

Why blogging sucks

2004-09-16T16:19:00.000-07:00

I am so angry at this ass of a blog machine. It didn't post my brilliant stories for all to see. Perhaps it was just jealous, but Ia m angry angry angry, and theis is not the dog ate my math home work kind of thing. I wrote. I posted. It wouldn't come up as published. Now asfter f***ing around on it, it seemes I have erased everything I had written. I hate you blogspot.com. I am giving you this one last chance, then I am coming after you, like a rabid foaming wildebeast to devour you.