Out of college. New blog here:
hysteriainahurry.wordpress.com
Monday, June 27, 2011
Monday, February 21, 2011
Pages of my letters
yes...I'm back...for the time being
This is the last time I'm gonna write this down
Must admit, I've gotten used to you not being around
You were always better in the pages of my letters
I don't talk to God the way that I used to
No hard feelings. He's just got more important things to do
Than to hear the broken records repeated in the pages of my letters
I guess the hardest part of all of this for me
Is that I was the one who built you up
To be completely better in the pages of my letters
Think you ought to know
When I didn't know where to go
I would imagine what you'd say
Then I'd try to go along your way
You should know that I don't blame you
For breaking in and not following through
Somewhere I know it's true that to be with you
Could never measure to the pages of my letters
This is the last time I'm gonna write this down
Must admit, I've gotten used to you not being around
You were always better in the pages of my letters
I don't talk to God the way that I used to
No hard feelings. He's just got more important things to do
Than to hear the broken records repeated in the pages of my letters
I guess the hardest part of all of this for me
Is that I was the one who built you up
To be completely better in the pages of my letters
Think you ought to know
When I didn't know where to go
I would imagine what you'd say
Then I'd try to go along your way
You should know that I don't blame you
For breaking in and not following through
Somewhere I know it's true that to be with you
Could never measure to the pages of my letters
Thursday, November 25, 2010
I'm sorry....
I have so very few people who read this, but after many a month of not posting, I can't imagine many people check back on this, but it is one of the links on my facebook, so you never know
As I mentioned in my last post, a few of us ladies created a blog to keep in touch with each other and I have found myself posting more and more there than on here. Since I share everything with them (or at least everything I would usually share here), I haven't posted anything on this blog because I haven't really seen a purpose. I'm blogging somewhere, right?
BUT
If you're one of those people out there (and I so terribly doubt this) that wants my constant life updates, let me know if in the comments. Otherwise, since I have a new mac, I'm doing a lot more video blogging as well as this new thing which is like Twitter, except with pictures
So, catch me here:
dailybooth.com/chrissyk
and/or
www.youtube.com/user/chrelg
As I mentioned in my last post, a few of us ladies created a blog to keep in touch with each other and I have found myself posting more and more there than on here. Since I share everything with them (or at least everything I would usually share here), I haven't posted anything on this blog because I haven't really seen a purpose. I'm blogging somewhere, right?
BUT
If you're one of those people out there (and I so terribly doubt this) that wants my constant life updates, let me know if in the comments. Otherwise, since I have a new mac, I'm doing a lot more video blogging as well as this new thing which is like Twitter, except with pictures
So, catch me here:
dailybooth.com/chrissyk
and/or
www.youtube.com/user/chrelg
Friday, August 13, 2010
Empty
Well...
this is an odd sight
sitting at my computer sans printer and speakers
no bed next to the window
no clothes in the closet
no posters on the walls
nothing on the floor.
I am officially moving out.
In other news, my mom notified me that I have an interview at Family Video on Monday at 2pm
Fuck. Yes.
Hopefully this one goes better than the other one
In other other news, a bunch of us have decided to start a blog together. Emily, Sasha, Katie, Rachel, Mandy and I have named ourselves The ROIAL Ramblers and have taken on the fun task of keeping each other up to date with the goings-on of our lives. Considering Rachel's in Atlanta, Mandy will be in Italy, Katie and Sasha in EL and me and Emily will be at our respective homes, we're kind of more spread out than we're used to (go figure). This is (in my opinion) a ridiculously fun way of keeping in touch. Of course, we'll call and Skype and all that jazz, but I think blogging has it's perks (or else I wouldn't be doing this right now).
In other other other news, I turned in my application for the MSI last Monday. I think the video is catch and probably a little bit corny. The essay is super truthful. The application is witty. The picture is cute. I think I covered every aspect that was needed.
Let's take a minute out and talk about just how BADLY I want this. At first, it was just something for me and Emily to gush about over park swings and ice cream. Then, I started telling more people about it and it started to become a reality. Filming the video with Cheeseburger only made me want to do this more.
And the ultimate was visiting the museum.
With SO MUCH to explore and do, 30 days there would be such a blast. Like I said, I think blogging has its perks and I really enjoy doing it. No big deal there, Museum. And no, I don't know anything about science and industry, but what better way to learn and teach other people than through the awe-filled eyes of someone exploring for the first time as well.
I've given this spiel to about 10 different people, so you've probably heard it before. Whatever. It makes me happy. It's a longshot, but can you imagine if I actually got it? You would have to come visit the museum and be that sticky-handed kid who puts his hands up to the glass and says, "Look, Mama. It's a girl. I wonder how she got in there."
^_^
Hung out with Sean, Clinton, Emily, Sarah, Tori, and company last night. Emily, Sarah and their fathers were playing at a coffee house. I'm convinced that had Sean had a car, I probably would not have been notified that this was going on, but so it goes. I ended up going and had a ridiculously good time. The ladies and gents sounded amazing and looked even more so.
Afterward, we headed over to Emily's house and a bunch of us ended up sitting in the kitchen, guitars and all, having a 1am jam session and eating some FANTASTIC guacamole and chips. Her mom made one of my dreams come true by letting me roast a marshmallow over a candle. Best s'more ever.
Then, Clinton and I kept Sean up by shuffling cards as loudly as possible and reading bedtime stories to him from Aesop's Fables. He was none too pleased
All the night recepts more into the dorms today. Good luck, guys!
I think that is all
this is an odd sight
sitting at my computer sans printer and speakers
no bed next to the window
no clothes in the closet
no posters on the walls
nothing on the floor.
I am officially moving out.
In other news, my mom notified me that I have an interview at Family Video on Monday at 2pm
Fuck. Yes.
Hopefully this one goes better than the other one
In other other news, a bunch of us have decided to start a blog together. Emily, Sasha, Katie, Rachel, Mandy and I have named ourselves The ROIAL Ramblers and have taken on the fun task of keeping each other up to date with the goings-on of our lives. Considering Rachel's in Atlanta, Mandy will be in Italy, Katie and Sasha in EL and me and Emily will be at our respective homes, we're kind of more spread out than we're used to (go figure). This is (in my opinion) a ridiculously fun way of keeping in touch. Of course, we'll call and Skype and all that jazz, but I think blogging has it's perks (or else I wouldn't be doing this right now).
In other other other news, I turned in my application for the MSI last Monday. I think the video is catch and probably a little bit corny. The essay is super truthful. The application is witty. The picture is cute. I think I covered every aspect that was needed.
Let's take a minute out and talk about just how BADLY I want this. At first, it was just something for me and Emily to gush about over park swings and ice cream. Then, I started telling more people about it and it started to become a reality. Filming the video with Cheeseburger only made me want to do this more.
And the ultimate was visiting the museum.
With SO MUCH to explore and do, 30 days there would be such a blast. Like I said, I think blogging has its perks and I really enjoy doing it. No big deal there, Museum. And no, I don't know anything about science and industry, but what better way to learn and teach other people than through the awe-filled eyes of someone exploring for the first time as well.
I've given this spiel to about 10 different people, so you've probably heard it before. Whatever. It makes me happy. It's a longshot, but can you imagine if I actually got it? You would have to come visit the museum and be that sticky-handed kid who puts his hands up to the glass and says, "Look, Mama. It's a girl. I wonder how she got in there."
^_^
Hung out with Sean, Clinton, Emily, Sarah, Tori, and company last night. Emily, Sarah and their fathers were playing at a coffee house. I'm convinced that had Sean had a car, I probably would not have been notified that this was going on, but so it goes. I ended up going and had a ridiculously good time. The ladies and gents sounded amazing and looked even more so.
Afterward, we headed over to Emily's house and a bunch of us ended up sitting in the kitchen, guitars and all, having a 1am jam session and eating some FANTASTIC guacamole and chips. Her mom made one of my dreams come true by letting me roast a marshmallow over a candle. Best s'more ever.
Then, Clinton and I kept Sean up by shuffling cards as loudly as possible and reading bedtime stories to him from Aesop's Fables. He was none too pleased
All the night recepts more into the dorms today. Good luck, guys!
I think that is all
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Maybe we'll do in a squirrel or two...
I want to spend a spring afternoon with you, romping through the flowers, hand in hand, poisoning pigeons in the park
Monday, July 12, 2010
I want to tell the people of Argentina...
(My mom is watching Evita)
(But I do have things to tell you)
I have an interview for a job in about three hours. Yay! It for a desk receptionist position at a hotel. I want this job badly, not only because I think it would be a great fit and I could get the hours I want (late late late [because no one likes those hours]), but also because this job is kinda the reason I decided to move home to Jackson in the first place. If my mom hadn't suggested I give it a try, I would have found a job in East Lansing at Pizza Hut or something and lived with Katie and Sasha for the year
I do have a feeling I'll be better here at home. And it's only for a year
whatever
I have a fucking job interview. Finally
w00t w00t
I have decided, somewhat childishly (or child-like-ly. fuck it), that I am going to read Harry Potter from start to finish before the movie comes out in November. I got said idea from the loverly wife who mentioned it a few weeks back. It sounded like a good idea considering I haven't read the first two books in, like, six years.
Yes. I know. Harry Potter is a child series. Fuck you. I don't care. And I have some time over the next week to read a lot because my mom and I are taking a trip to go visit Carla, Brian and their kids (w00t w00t new baby, Renee). Yay for 7 hour drives!
Speaking of the wife, I know Ben's always joked about our upcoming divorce and how she's leaving me and I'm sad to report that her and I are spending more time apart than we are together. Between her long and late hours at the office and my ridiculous need to gain my independence by driving here and there for parties and gatherings and Bridget, we are hardly in the same spot for very long.
She's leaving me
It's very unintentional, but subconsciously, I think we're both preparing ourselves for the end - the final night of being roommates after four years.
...
Of course, most of this is a joke, but some of it is actually truth. I don't see a ton of her lately and it doesn't bother me because I still have this lasting feeling like I'll be living with her next year. It sucked during the summers between college years when we didn't see each other at all, but I always knew I'd be seeing her a lot during college. I'm getting the same impression when there is no "next year" for us. I'm sure I'll visit her wherever she goes (here's to hoping it's somewhere exciting [you hear that, Wife? Move to London!]) but by August 14th, the most perfect roommate combination will come to an end
How am I supposed to live with anyone else?
Maybe after living with my family for a year, I'll be BEGGING to live with anybody but them ^_^
Sean, Ryan and I spent a little bit of time in Bellevue with Clinton. His dad's band was playing in this Dancing in the Streets thingy. We missed the car show by a day, but that's okay - the band was fun. Afterward, we all traveled back to East Lansing and watched Youth in Revolt, which I actually enjoyed quite a bit. The only thing was that I hated the girl he was chasing from the word 'go' so that made things kinda difficult for me
I also saw my first episode of The IT Crowd
I like the Irish Guy (I have no idea what his name is)
And last but certainly not least
What. The. Fuck. Weather? I don't know why you feel the need for 94 degree weather. Yes, I know it gets hotter in different states, but have we talked about the humidity?! You can be 94 in dry places - NOT HERE. Damn. It feel like a fucking wet sauna every single time I stick my head outside.
And
What. The. Fuck. Apartment? It would be really nice if the ice cold air would make it from the living room/kitchen area into our bedrooms. This whole me sleeping on the couch night after night just to say cool is a tad bit ridiculous.
And
What. The. Fuck. Mosquitoes? I understand you must sustain life and to do that, you need to eat. Stop munchin' on my toes, please. The resulting welt itches like you wouldn't believe, but hurts when I try. You know what? Just stop biting me. All of you. After two bonfires, three walks, a few lake excursions, and a rollerblading occurrence, I think you've had quite enough of me. Quite. Enough
Verrier's answer to all of this: Quit being so warm blooded
(I was so happy that I got to use that line at least five times during the fourth of July, ESPECIALLY when someone: *slap* "I've been bitten." It was pure glory)
That is all...I think
(But I do have things to tell you)
I have an interview for a job in about three hours. Yay! It for a desk receptionist position at a hotel. I want this job badly, not only because I think it would be a great fit and I could get the hours I want (late late late [because no one likes those hours]), but also because this job is kinda the reason I decided to move home to Jackson in the first place. If my mom hadn't suggested I give it a try, I would have found a job in East Lansing at Pizza Hut or something and lived with Katie and Sasha for the year
I do have a feeling I'll be better here at home. And it's only for a year
whatever
I have a fucking job interview. Finally
w00t w00t
I have decided, somewhat childishly (or child-like-ly. fuck it), that I am going to read Harry Potter from start to finish before the movie comes out in November. I got said idea from the loverly wife who mentioned it a few weeks back. It sounded like a good idea considering I haven't read the first two books in, like, six years.
Yes. I know. Harry Potter is a child series. Fuck you. I don't care. And I have some time over the next week to read a lot because my mom and I are taking a trip to go visit Carla, Brian and their kids (w00t w00t new baby, Renee). Yay for 7 hour drives!
Speaking of the wife, I know Ben's always joked about our upcoming divorce and how she's leaving me and I'm sad to report that her and I are spending more time apart than we are together. Between her long and late hours at the office and my ridiculous need to gain my independence by driving here and there for parties and gatherings and Bridget, we are hardly in the same spot for very long.
She's leaving me
It's very unintentional, but subconsciously, I think we're both preparing ourselves for the end - the final night of being roommates after four years.
...
Of course, most of this is a joke, but some of it is actually truth. I don't see a ton of her lately and it doesn't bother me because I still have this lasting feeling like I'll be living with her next year. It sucked during the summers between college years when we didn't see each other at all, but I always knew I'd be seeing her a lot during college. I'm getting the same impression when there is no "next year" for us. I'm sure I'll visit her wherever she goes (here's to hoping it's somewhere exciting [you hear that, Wife? Move to London!]) but by August 14th, the most perfect roommate combination will come to an end
How am I supposed to live with anyone else?
Maybe after living with my family for a year, I'll be BEGGING to live with anybody but them ^_^
Sean, Ryan and I spent a little bit of time in Bellevue with Clinton. His dad's band was playing in this Dancing in the Streets thingy. We missed the car show by a day, but that's okay - the band was fun. Afterward, we all traveled back to East Lansing and watched Youth in Revolt, which I actually enjoyed quite a bit. The only thing was that I hated the girl he was chasing from the word 'go' so that made things kinda difficult for me
I also saw my first episode of The IT Crowd
I like the Irish Guy (I have no idea what his name is)
And last but certainly not least
What. The. Fuck. Weather? I don't know why you feel the need for 94 degree weather. Yes, I know it gets hotter in different states, but have we talked about the humidity?! You can be 94 in dry places - NOT HERE. Damn. It feel like a fucking wet sauna every single time I stick my head outside.
And
What. The. Fuck. Apartment? It would be really nice if the ice cold air would make it from the living room/kitchen area into our bedrooms. This whole me sleeping on the couch night after night just to say cool is a tad bit ridiculous.
And
What. The. Fuck. Mosquitoes? I understand you must sustain life and to do that, you need to eat. Stop munchin' on my toes, please. The resulting welt itches like you wouldn't believe, but hurts when I try. You know what? Just stop biting me. All of you. After two bonfires, three walks, a few lake excursions, and a rollerblading occurrence, I think you've had quite enough of me. Quite. Enough
Verrier's answer to all of this: Quit being so warm blooded
(I was so happy that I got to use that line at least five times during the fourth of July, ESPECIALLY when someone: *slap* "I've been bitten." It was pure glory)
That is all...I think
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