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[17 Nov 2009|11:19pm] [ music | some kind of german metal, aka D's WoW background music ] i declare today a success. work was nothing special, although i had a delicious dirty chai this morning courtesy of the dunn bros. upstairs. it basically made my morning. followed that up with some excellent lunchtime cardio at the y. after lunch, inspired by something i stumbled upon while reading cnn.com and some other ideas that came to me during my workout, i wrote a rough-but-detailed outline of our wedding ceremony. truth. reading through it made me cry and grin like a goober, so i figure that's a good sign. i realize we haven't even picked a date yet, but if i happen to have a lot of the work done ridiculously ahead of schedule the better. at least i think so. and! neil patrick harris joined twitter like yesterday. discovering this was the greatest thing that happened to me today. you think i'm kidding- i'm not. after work was the first rehearsal for eurydice. i'm excited to be working with such an excellent group. i've pretty much retired from theatre, unless it's with prospero theatre company (website coming soon). here's why: 1) hello, working with buddies. 2) rehearsals and performances are in st. paul (at least so far), where i live, as opposed to dirty minneapolis which, when you don't drive, is much less convenient than you might think. 3) it's easy to bum rides home after rehearsal because almost everyone else lives in st. paul too. not the case when i've worked with other local theatre companies. everything happens in mipples because everyone lives there, either in northeast or uptown. hipsters. 4) kate, unlike other directors i've worked with, understands that we all have day jobs (herself included) and would like to get a reasonable amount of sleep, so rehearsals aren't every weeknight until 11pm plus saturdays. thank god. in the past i find myself resenting the whole process because all i want to do is take an effing nap. anyway. the show is going to be excellent. come see it in february. finally, once i returned home, despite the fact that i discovered my apartment swarming with dudes (okay, only three, including my fiancee [i still think it's awesome every time i get to call him that]. besides, they're dudes i actually like), it was awesome. i tried a new recipe - white bean chicken chili - and it is delicious, and i'm currently working on my second vodka cranberry. after this i will shower and crash. tomorrow i'm going to take brenna to see grease for teh freez. i wouldn't have gone if she hadn't asked about it, but it should be fun even though it's effing grease. plus taylor hicks of american idol fame is playing the teen angel, so, you know. that'll be... cool... well. i should probably end this. 1 putting time in.|don't wanna be forgotten.

on a lighter note... [12 Nov 2009|04:46pm] between the hours of 3:00 and 4:45 pm today, these three things happened: 1. a woman called and asked "umm, do you have a ticket office?" no, of course not. why would a theatre have a ticket office? 2. a guy came in and inquired "is this a half-price ticket office?" does this look like any ticket office you've ever seen? 3. another woman called and asked "is the russian ballet nutcracker- is that pretty much ballet?" the word ballet is in the title. what do you think? i figure i get called from idiots all the time because the intelligent ones are smart enough to figure things out for themselves. don't wanna be forgotten.

[12 Nov 2009|02:35pm] [ mood | ranty ] let's talk about abortion for a minute. that's right. this is me reacting to nonsense on facebook and people using their status updates to broadcast their agenda. questions about "how would you feel if you were required to pay for other peoples' abortions?" and bad poems about a woman feeling guilty after just aborting her fetus, and endless copies of emails about pitts-stupak. ( Read more... ) 2 putting time in.|don't wanna be forgotten.

[08 Nov 2009|01:50pm] brenna and i drove to oskaloosa, iowa, and back yesterday. it was epic. and now all i want to do is sleep. don't wanna be forgotten.

[05 Nov 2009|03:01pm] when darren and i moved into our apartment, it came with a microwave. maybe that's standard- maybe it came with the apartment. or perhaps the previous tenant left hers behind because it was a piece of shit (and she left a lot of stuff behind. it's the reason i have a popcorn bowl, a muffin tin, and a broom). seriously- we moved in april of 2008 the only buttons that worked were the "minute +" button and the "stop" button. and sometimes defrost. so maybe we just got hosed and moved into the apartment with the crappy microwave, or maybe the girl who lived there before us didn't want to deal with moving it because it sucked. either way, it's completely dead now. i should probably email the landlords and ask about it. the thing is, microwaves are expensive. the cheapest ones are like $60 and according to reviews, they suck. decent ones hover around the $100 mark and up. yet one can purchase a decent dvd player for like 40 bucks. this seems wrong to me. 2 putting time in.|don't wanna be forgotten.

oh you have got to be fucking kidding me. [27 Oct 2009|01:34pm] since darren was told his license would be valid again as of 6:00 this morning, he decided to drive himself to court this afternoon. he appointment was scheduled at 1:30. he called me at 1:29 to say he had been pulled over. is he going to get in trouble (again) for driving with a suspended license? i do not know. he shouldn't, but he probably will, because that's the way things seem to be going. at least the car is insured. fuck you dmv, fuck you farmington police, and fuck you, universe. kindly shoot me now. EDIT: darren was speeding when he got pulled over so he got a ticket for that, and his tabs were expired (we had no idea!), so he got a ticket for that as well. those two tickets plus the fine he received in court today total just under $500 and we have until the end of november to pay them all off. so he'll work overtime and we'll live like paupers, but it'll be okay. the cop didn't write him up today for driving without his license. he was able to find out what was going on and told darren he understood the situation and just wanted him to get to court and get it all sorted out. thank god. also! as you probably recall for as much as i've blogged about it, darren had court today for driving with a suspended license (not his fault because he didn't know) and driving without insurance (totally his fault for not renewing insurance the second his car was running again). the judge (or whoever he saw today) told him that he could choose one to be left off his record. obviously he chose the license thing. yay for a cleaner record? yes. so in the end, it's better than i/we expected. whew. don't wanna be forgotten.

virus'd. [26 Oct 2009|10:52am] darren passed his exam so he's licensed again. pip! i mean, he still has to go to court tomorrow but he passed his test and american family sent all our insurance information to the state on wednesday, so as of 6 am tomorrow, he can drive his car again. assuming it starts tonight after he jumps it, because the battery is dead. and he'll probably still have to pay a fine, but since he got insurance and his license, it won't be as big. excellent. in other news, my laptop, remus, is sick. i was watching house on the intertubes last night when suddenly i was getting pop-ups from security software that i don't actually have. then everything started running all slow, so i closed out of the internet, turned off wireless, and started running a system scan. then darren got home and i handed it over to him because he has the knowledge that i do not. then- blue screen. but it exited the blue screen and restarted itself, but of course once it was up again the pop-ups kept happening. so he's going to acquire a windows disk (i ordered the computer direct from the manufacturer and it came with vista installed, but no vista disk) and reinstall it. he says he can install something other than vista, which i would prefer, but keeps talking about knowing someone who probably has a vista disk. so. whatever, i just want my lappy back. fortunately the few important documents i had, i also have saved in my email. smrt. 1 putting time in.|don't wanna be forgotten.

the human body is disgusting [21 Oct 2009|10:13am] i'm not dying. i'm just a bruisey weirdo. which is what i was hoping. although i did lean that i'm more squeamish than i thought. i've never had blood drawn from my arm before - the only other time i've had a blood test they only needed a little bit, so they just did the finger stab. and dude. i don't think i could ever give blood. the needle going in wasn't too bad, but the longer it was in the more it hurt. and i'm pretty sure it was only there for maybe 15 seconds. then i watched them transfer my blood from the syringe into a vial and totally got all dizzy and my hands were clammy. i had to look away again. weird. but i'm not dying. so that's awesome. i do have a pus pocket on my tonsil though. how gross is that?! it doesn't hurt though, and the doctor wasn't concerned. i guess they usually just drain themselves. ew. ew, ew. no more icky posts now, i promise. don't wanna be forgotten.

another fml update [19 Oct 2009|04:52pm] unrelated to my apparent illness, remember that business with darren's car? of course you do. well, insurance acquired. we went down to american family on randolph and actually bundled renter's insurance with the car insurance, and it ended up costing less that the car insurance would've alone. and they're sending in all the necessary information to the dmv, so darren just needs to take (and pass) the written exam. and go to court again next week. then we'll see what they decide. it'll be nice to finally get this all taken care of. don't wanna be forgotten.

[19 Oct 2009|11:21am] we need to invest in a humidifier, stat. it's reached the time of year where i wake up every morning with a sore throat. today it doesn't seem to be going away. i called in sick to work (for the first time ever at this job) so the obvious solution for today would be to go back to bed. my head hurts. my throat hurts. and i've got that weird feeling like i'm hungry and know i should eat but there's something about eating that just doesn't seem like a good idea. i'll probably do it anyway. i could go for some ginger ale. edit: eating is a good thing. but i have a swollen tonsil- the left one. the only one that ever swells. there's no spots, but if they appear and i end up with strep i'm gonna choke a bitch. good thing i'm going to the doctor tomorrow. originally it was just for the bruising (said bruise has just gotten uglier, by the way), but dude. at least at this point i can safely say i definitely don't have swine flu. don't wanna be forgotten.

pig watch '09 [17 Oct 2009|09:39pm] had a bit of a scare today. i thought i was about to have a run in with the bacon flu. i had a little bit of a hangover when i woke up this morning but by the time darren and i decided to go see where the wild things are, i felt fine. shortly after the movie started, i was feeling a little nauseous. i thought it was motion sickness caused by some shaky camera work. but it never went away. and i felt like i had a fever. i actually left the theatre briefly, right before the movie ended, thinking i was about to vomit (i didn't, and went back in to see the end). nixed our grocery shopping plans and went home. i laid on the bathroom floor for a while but it was boring so i moved to the couch. watched some true blood. started to feel a little better. drank some pepto at some point. anyway, i'm pretty much fine now. no more fever. i didn't get hit by the pig. totally went to the circus last night, by the way. brenna wanted to go for some reason. it was pretty lame. all the kids liked it of course, but one day they'll reach the age where they realize that cirque is the way to go. we went to the bar afterwards which was fun, but resulted in the aforementioned hangover. so. luckily darren took tomorrow off, so we can accomplish all the things that got put off due to the bacon scare. johnston out. don't wanna be forgotten.

unhealthy! [16 Oct 2009|09:46am] i have been in the presence of swine flu without realizing it. kate! so have you. katherine has it. but i don't think she was contagious at the time. but if i start getting ridiculously ill, i guess i'll know. pig flu! last night i started freaking out about these bruises i have. i have one faint blue, raised one on my thigh that i remember getting. i have one really ugly purple one on the side of my knee that hurts and i can't explain, and i'm developing a third on the other thigh. i sometimes get little brown ones on my shins (and i've had a few on my arms once or twice) which, after a bit of interweb searching, sound like they're relatively common in women in their early to mid twenties. anyway, after getting all hypochondriac-y (because of course mysterious bruising can be a sign of leukemia. or hemophilia, in which "bleeding into joints is common." oh god, my knee!), i decided i should probably see a doctor. i mean, i have insurance. plus while i'm there i could ask about the random abdominal pain (ovary? appendix?) that's not as bad as it used to be. okay, i don't think i have hemophilia. the only symptom i would have is bruising. i don't bleed spontaneously, any cuts i get stop bleeding pretty much right away... yeah. i don't have any other leukemia symptoms either, so my hypochondriac side should probably just calm down. although i think i should probably make a doctor appointment now. edit: tuesday. doctor. blurgh. 1 putting time in.|don't wanna be forgotten.

all we wanna do is eat your brains [12 Oct 2009|11:13am] [ mood | sick ] so i have this cold (which i got from darren, of course). i/we spent most of the weekend holed up at home, with one exception - zombie pub crawl. now, i've never participated in the zpc before, even though i've always wanted to. our friends kevin and jen are getting married on halloween and this was a sort of joint bachelor/bachelorette party for them. we all got zombiefied and headed to the west bank. the official pub crawl plan was for people to meet at gold medal park and get zombiefied there, and then follow cedar avenue where most of the participating bars were. we started at the opposite end, down in the general area of the 400 bar, the triple rock, etc. (you know, down by the crack stacks). so when we first arrived, there were only a handful of other zombie groups. we parked behind the red sea inn, so we just went ahead and started there and moved on to the nomad afterward. when we got to the nomad the bar itself was full, but they had a tent set up over the bocce ball courts and said tent was completely empty. at first. it filled up fast and by the time darren and i left to find food, the rest of the hoard had reached the general area. it. was. ridiculous. we went to this itty bitty thai restaurant and so many zombies walking by were absolute a-holes, pounding on the windows and smearing fake blood everywhere. buy the time we finished eating and met up with the rest of the group, we all decided there were too effing many people. darren and i went home and everyone else continued on to some bar out in burnsville. so. zpc started out fun, but in the end it was just too crowded. determination: not something i think i'll ever need to do again. don't wanna be forgotten.

[10 Oct 2009|12:27am] i just looked at the weather forecast and literally almost cried at the thought of how soon, 26 degrees (tonight's low) is going to feel warm. *weep* don't wanna be forgotten.

[04 Oct 2009|08:19pm] this weekend i learned that my non-reactionary nature is genetic. really it's pretty obvious- i just never really thought about it before. i tend to not express much emotion when i react to something. not in every instance, but most of the time. it's not that i'm not happy, or sad, or excited; i just don't show it. my mom and brother are the exact same way. and again, i've always known, but never gave it much thought. i wonder if people think we're assholes. we do verbalize though, so maybe we're not total assholes. huh. funny. go team us. don't wanna be forgotten.

[03 Oct 2009|02:08am] it's 2 am and i just got home from my uncle's memorial service in wisconsin. and there was something i needed to tell my family while i was there, but i didn't because when you're at a funeral, there's never really an opportune time to talk about yourself. and i haven't said anything to you guys yet for several reasons. but secrets are dumb. darren proposed on monday. for real, not like all those fake ones i've probably mentioned. see! i didn't want to say anything yet because heather just got engaged like 2 weeks ago! blame darren for the timing. anyway. sorry to be telling you this via blog, but it's 2 am and i'm tired and i'm annoyed at myself for being all like "i'm going to wait until after my uncle's funeral to tell my family, so maybe i should wait to tell everyone else too, plus the ring's not here yet, plus heather..." blah blah blah. dumb. dumb, dumb. so i'm just putting this out there here and now so, well, just so it's out there. gettin' married. excited. more later. bed now. (oh, ps, and completely unrelated: 5 hour energy totally doesn't work for me. the end). 4 putting time in.|don't wanna be forgotten.

2 years [30 Sep 2009|04:51pm] it's our anniversary. go team darren & katrina! i'd post something sappy but my brain, she is fried. hold on, let me go find a sonnet or something... ... ......... here you go. some pablo neruda. Sonnet LXXXI And now you're mine. Rest with your dream in my dream. Love and pain and work should all sleep, now. The night turns on its invisible wheels, and you are pure beside me as a sleeping amber. No one else, Love, will sleep in my dreams. You will go, we will go together, over the waters of time. No one else will travel through the shadows with me, only you, evergreen, ever sun, ever moon. Your hands have already opened their delicate fists and let their soft drifting signs drop away; your eyes closed like two gray wings, and I move after, following the folding water you carry, that carries me away. The night, the world, the wind spin out their destiny. Without you, I am your dream, only that, and that is all. don't wanna be forgotten.

you can delight because you have a place [28 Sep 2009|08:01pm] after years or waiting for him to go back on tour, i finally got to see sufjan stevens in concert last night. it was magical. the 400 bar is such a small venue so tickets were uber limited. i think they set the limit at even less than capacity because despite there being a lot of people there, i've seen it way more full. his music has such an intimate feel to it though that it makes sense they'd only wants so many people there. sets the right mood and such. he played a lot of new music, so here's hoping there's another album in the works. it was great. sufjan has such a great stage presence. he was funny, sometimes in a little self-deprecating sort of way. he clearly enjoys what he does and i love it. yayy sufjan. in other news, i'm watching this show accidentally on purpose just because it happens to be on after how i met your mother. and it's not a bad show i guess. it's about a woman who gets knocked up after a one-night stand and the guy moves in with her, yadda yadda. it's just that that is the only plot of the show. in the very first episode they meet, do it, she finds out she's pregnant, and he moves in. by the time the season is over the baby will be born, and then what? it's going to be a show about them raising the baby, obviously, but come on. it's going to be about how the two of them fall in love. problem is, they already like each other just fine. no conflict! i just don't see the show lasting very long. i don't think it was planned out very well. oh well. bwfore i left work today i requested friday off for a quick there-and-back-in-one-day trip to wisconsin for my uncle's memorial. he didn't want a funeral; i think we're just going to do a dinner or something and then scatter his ashes on the river. i guess that's what he requested in his will, so there you go. it got cold fast. no good. i don't do winter very well. don't wanna be forgotten.

[27 Sep 2009|12:11pm] my uncle gary died last night. he first got sick when i was in 6th grade. first it was cancer, then a whole mess of other things followed over the years. his cancer came back not too long ago and they had to remove his voice box. he had a lot of crazy surgeries, actually. apparently he'd been doing pretty well recently. he was staying at an assisted living place near where my other uncle greg lives. earlier yesterday, greg went to see him and drop off some things for him and he was joking around with the nurses (as much as you can joke around when you can't talk, anyway) and was feeling great. then the next time the nurse went in to see him he was dead. crazy shit. sounds like the funeral is going to be this weekend. my poor mom. ugh. don't wanna be forgotten.

house of the dead, part DREAM [25 Sep 2009|10:17am] i had the most bizarro dream ever last night. kate! you were in it. so was your mom. maybe your sister too? they were staying somewhere. maybe it was supposed to be a hotel but it was rather house-like in that it had an attic. there was also a little closet that had a rope ladder you pulled down to climb into the closet, which had it's own ridiculously tiny toilet room which i could not fit in (the house/hotel room also had a real bathroom). those details aren't important. what is important is that there were magical zombies in the attic. i shit you not- i had a zombie dream. and they were magical because they could basically apparate. we didn't know they were there until we went up into the attic for some reason and one appeared in front of us. luckily we had these laser guns so we could just shoot it and run away. there may have been more than one. we went to sleep and woke up when more zombies started appearing in the main part of the house. they had laser guns too! we had a laser gun battle with magical zombies, using furniture as barricades. we won. a day passed and the whole ordeal happened again. another attic zombie, another zombie battle. i distinctly remember laying on my back behind a couch, blasting a zombie in the face. it was kind of awesome. there was no conclusion to the dream; just winning the second battle and waking up. 1 putting time in.|don't wanna be forgotten.

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