I’m here for buisness. Also pleasure. Yes, that would make it pluisness. . . or is it bleasure?

Oh Ma Effin’ G, Shambot-kateers!  It’s thursday!?  How’d that happen???  I mean winter break just started 5 days ago.  How did already get to be so late?  There’s not enough time to do all the things I wanted to do!  It’s not fair!  It’s not fair! A-boooohhooooohooooooooooo. (more…)

delicious?




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Originally uploaded by furny.

so, other than finding a huge(ackman) bay leaf in my chilli, my very first (not counting college visits) college cafeteria experience was pretty choice. Jacob saved his guest pass for meee and we grabbed lunch on tuesday. Fairly good foods, although Nora’s makes a better grilled cheese sammy. Pictures of the conveyor belt are on photobooth. The AWESOME conveyor belt.

So today I saw Rocky Balboa and ate some bad chinese food with my ann arbor boys (sorry minneapolis boys, you are not the only ones) and it was terribly fun. I guess once my brother gets done folding his clothes like a cutie little housewife we are going back over to play some mario party and eat some cookies.

ALSO today my mother bought me copious amounts of clothing (although some of it was for my birthday) including the most amazing pair of shoes that you will most surely die over or hate with a passion. Good luck. Pictures to come.

So in the airport I was waiting in the security line and they called this guy’s name over the intercom that actually made me giggle. GIGGLE. I think it was something like Digglydop, pretty sure it had an iggly in it. I was totally going to write it down, too, but then I didn’t have enough time. Deplessing. It had to be an iggly, though, because I have never heard a name with iggly in it before. I mean, seriously guys, would you giggle at a name like Figglydop? Or Pigglynot? Or something of that manner?

The Most Media Filled Post Ever

I have a lot of screenshots and a movie I want to show off so I’m going to try to do it all in one go. This just might be: The most media filled post, ever.

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Glorious Morning

I was woken up at 9:30ish in the AM by Fed Ex. But that was okay because I got a HUGE package penis joke! It was a brand new Sumo Omni!! If you didn’t check out the link, it’s bacisly a huge, pillow shaped bean bag. I’m writing this post as I’m sitting in it right now and I have to say it quite comfortable. I was a little worried when (as you might be able to tell from the video) when I opened it and it felt like cold, hard plastic. OH NOES! But after getting it out and sitting in it and bending it, the Omni got warmed up to room temp and now it’s AWESOME!

Wii Pixel

In other news, that little blue glow was once again coming from the Wii. I thought that it must be a message from Hal or Matt (co-workers) but no! It was a message from my good ol’ buddy Nintendo. They wanted to let me, “A Loyal Wii User,” know that they decided to turn on the forcast channel early! The video I’ve linked to is a little old so my version looks nicer and is (of course) in english. It like turning the world upside-down in “Globe Mode.” You can even check the tempature in the South Pole! Right now it’s 1° down there. And it’s 30° here! Pretty accurate… Oh yeah, the other day, when Ben and I were driving back up to Minneapolis we stopped at a Super Targ- I just noticed that Ben already posted about the Wiimotes. I’m still a little excited I guess.

seriously, guys. seriously.

So everyone LEFT MINNEAPOLIS already. Evan left yesterday, Katie left today, Emma left today, Bill left today, Lela left today, Sarah is still here but is leaving tomorrow. Joel, Lindsey, and I are now sitting around, hanging out, watching the kitty, eating pasta, the yoozh. Funny thing is, Bill and Joel and I were in Iowa for the past 24 hours. We drove down yesterday at 5pm, caught a 10:20 showing of Casino Royale (incredibly sweet-ass movie), went to bed around 2am, woke up at 8:30am and drove Bill to the airport for his 10:00 flight. After we saw Bill off (sadness BOH!), Joel and I drove back up here to the ‘apples (Bill called at 11:30 and he had already arrived in Detroit. FAST.). 20 minutes out of the city we saw a Super Target and decided to stop in and see if they had any Wiimotes. SHOCKINGLY they had FOUR and we snatched up two of them and ran away squealing with GLEE!! The Dooples now has three Wiimotes (four including Evan’s, but he’s getting his own Wii anyway). Although our time in Iowa was shortlived, I’ll be back in Iowa on Thursday and I’ll be there until the 4th at LEAST!

Cedar Rapidians beware, BEN THE BRUISER WILL RETURN WITH FURY!!

Huh? Well now isn’t that interesting….

http://www.yahoo.com/s/461160

Sorry if that comes off as pompous, but I catch a surprising amount of shit for being a vegetarian, so it’s nice to be validated from time to time.

WASEDA! you’ve got some ‘splainin to do!

(i know i promised no more posts but i am just to angry not to write something).

I slept 4 hours last night, was violently ill with my stomach raging the whole time.  My host mom feeds me a agar (like corn syrup but made from kelp) tea connoction (for diarrhea, which i don’t have), and it looks like gak that is poop green. It ranks as the worst food i have tried this entire time. I try one bite say, “hmm that is interesting excuse me” and promptly throw it up. I call my program director to ask if she will try to smooth things over with a teacher who i have a midterm paper due today.She says that even if i emailed the paper to the teacher she couldn’t guarantee that I won’t automatically fail. I go on the my 1.25 hour one-way commute carrying my little vomit bag, luckily manage to grab a seat and never throw up. I spent a lot of my time trying to decide that if i do throw up should i aim for the burnable or non-burnable trash cans. I come early to go to the free clinic, it is closed for lunch, and has no english so i accidentely went to the women’s only first. When I go back after lunch I realize that the clinic is run by VENDING machines, and totally incomprehensible. I would point out while my teacher for this class is most likely a brilliant man, he cannot understand any english and will probably not be able to understand my paper. As he is not able to understand anyones questions. I am so ready to get out of here.

Fuck you, Waseda.

P.S. Your mascot is a inbred cross-eyed bear. http://www.waseda-shop.com/images/doll_w_bear_1.jpg

THANK GOD

WORMY

I mean, FINALLY, you know? I have been waiting for YEARS for a place that let me keep Gerald, my prize winning earth worm, without any sort of pet deposit. It is rediculous what some places will have you pay for one little worm. Thank you, mystery park avenue $850 2br apartment, for letting me keep Gerald for free this winter.

Wait.. just.. this winter? Does he have to start paying rent come springtime? Eff, I knew there was a catch.

(yes, my shamby bambies, this is real. This is why I love patrolling craigslist.)

an open letter to shambot.

dear shambot,

well. you’re still here. of COURSE you’re still here. that’s the thing about you, shambot. you’re always there for me. you’re putting it all into this relationship: you’re always waiting at the same webpage, with something new and delightful for me to read. you let me comment, even when i’ve abandoned you for weeks and weeks. and when i feel like bitching, you just tell me to let it all out.

but shambot, is it really fair to YOU for me to be participating in this relationship? i rarely post on you anymore. i am neglecting you, and you just take it. why can’t you fight back, shambot? i would be so much more compelled to post on you if you played hard to get. maybe sometime, if i haven’t checked you in a while, you could reroute me, with a message like, “i’m not always at your beck and call, katie.” then i’d want you. but you seem to have a hard time grasping the concept of playing hard to get.

it takes two to tango, shambot.

there’s other things, too…what’s with all these other posters? they’re on you EVERY DAY. every day, shambot, you’re in with some new dame (or manstuff) and i can’t take it any more! i don’t want to share you! they’re dirtying MY waters! you can’t ride two horses with one ass, don juan de shambot! or twelve, for that matter! twelve! that’s a huge ass you got there, shambot! if that’s even your real name! i bet it’s shamNOT, if you know what i mean!

ok, ok. i’m sorry, baby. no…stop. don’t be like that. you know i only say it cause i love you. i promise i’ll post every day in new york. art, too! maybe some pictures! yeah, i know. i said the same thing to photobucket, and look where we ended up.

but this time it’s different. i can change.

love,

katie

Hisashiburi, Fuji-san!

I am debating how to translate that title, but it is something akin to “It’s been awhile, Honorable-Mt. Fuji,” (Japanese use the suffix -san for mountains that have important religious relevance, it is sort of like mr. That is what my host mom said when she saw Mt. Fuji when we went out to go the the 5 lakes that surround it. It was an amazing day and there were no clouds surrounding the mountain. My host parents said it was the best view they ever had of Mt. fuji. I was very skeptical of it being worth the 2 hour drive, but in actuality the mountain is something to experience and was incredibly beautiful! I am going to miss my host mom very much I think.

I other news, I have ten days left in Japan! CRAZY! that means at most you will get only one more post of me being here, but mostly i will be too busy to post getting ready to go home. Today I have to write a six page paper. I came to the computer lab with the best of intentions but I found myself changing my facebook profile into ironic interests, movies, hobbies, etc. Poops. I also have to be done with my paper soon because there is a party tonight that I am planning on attending. Boop Boop! I really feel like there was a bunch of stuff I wanted to share with the shambodiance, but now I have forgotten it all. I haven’t even left Japan and already things that I felt like I would remember are forgotten! eek!

OH YEAH! Kabuki-za! I went to the most famous kabuki theater in all of japan and bought a standing room ticket for 1 act, a steal at under 8 dollars! Plus usually all kabuki acts are self-contained stories, and while sometimes they seperate acts might add up into some greater understanding how the world works, they are their own hourish long stories and you really miss very little by not going to the 4 hour long 3 story deal. Plus, that cost like 120 dollars for seats, and 40 dollars for standing room only!

I am guessing most of you know very little about kabuki, but if you do know a lot skip this paragraph, as I am sure it is filled with errors as I know absolutely nothing about the Japanese art except originally it was all female actors and very erotic. When the government found out they banned women from performing on the stage. To this day, all Kabuki acting troupes are all-male with female impersonators. There is dialogue but it is a weird singsong candance with a chorus of men in the background who I assume narrate (i couldn’t understand any words) and play traditional japanese instruments. The paticular play we saw was relatively new and known for having some of the best dance numbers in all of Kabuki. It is opening in Paris in 2007, and the female was a famous japanese actor who also does commericals for tea and is very good looking in an alien sort of way. He has the most intense stare of anyone I have ever seen, like ben kingsley times 20!

So yeah, super cool, and super incomprehensible. I ended up sitting next to an old japanese lady who would confer with her friend then try to explain the play to me in broken english. Of course her english was so bad that it was no help, as it was all understandable from watching play. For instance, she once spent like 20 seconds talking to her friend then turned to me and said, “Now…. Sleeping…” To which I was like, I understand we sleep that way in America too! After the play was over I talked to her in Japanese and figured out a lot of it. Crazy cool and highly suggest that anyone go to kabuki if you have the chance and the patience, as it was very very challenging.