tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30105686466965039362012-03-16T00:12:44.751-04:00It might could get wicked scary out here.Karihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02778061834176508625noreply@blogger.comBlogger301100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010568646696503936.post-28892644158095963692011-03-12T17:35:00.004-05:002011-03-12T17:43:40.350-05:00

This really happened.My friend and I both had a wildly rough week, and I was excited to be able to hang out with her in what is possibly the most non-threatening environment there could possibly be: a craft fair at St. Michael's College.We walked around for a ocuple of hours, bought a few things. I found this great present for my mom, whose birthday is in a couple of weeks, and as I was handing

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It's been almost a year since I posted ANYthing!Well, this is daunting. Where to start?...Maybe it's sort of a chicken-shit thing to say, but I'm kind of glad it's taken me this long to write anything. The people who might have checked it once upon a time have probably all forgotten by now, and the people who may still see what's going on over in my little part of the world are 1) forgiving and

Karihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02778061834176508625noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010568646696503936.post-50543671135296036452010-04-08T11:35:00.005-04:002010-04-08T12:39:15.071-04:00

One thing I do miss is this certain article that would sporadically appear in this paper. It was an advice column called "Dear Rick," and I'd like to share my favorite one with you now, as it seems obscenely germane.This particular one is from June 2006, I believe.Dear Rick,I’ve been a little reclusive lately. So reclusive that I’ve gotten three emails from three different people asking "Where

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I've been thinking a lot lately about place.Backing up: I was going to make a post about things that have been happening in the interim between the last blog and this one, and all of them have, to me, been fairly important.Then I got a text message from my friends over at AppyLove, and I was reminded of what "life-changing" really means. Don't get me wrong, it's nothing bad. In fact, I

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The backstory: it's 2:30 in the afternoon, and -13 degrees outside. One thing I don't have to say about New England is that it's cold. It's cold cold cold, and it's cold for a long time. Most people who've lived here for a long time are pretty flippant about it, especially when I mention something. In fact, they love laughing at me when I say it's cold. "You don't know cold," they snort, "

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Cross-post from my old LiveJournal, circa 5/11/2009, that I think bears repeating.===I was listening to Coast to Coast AM last night, and a guy called in and asked Ian Punnett if saying the word "dalma" had any sort of satanic implications. Ian Punnett was confused for a minute, because 1) he hadn't heard the word "dalma" and 2) because he's not exactly the one to counsel people in such things.

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If I listened solely to my Tennessee friends, I'd be halfway convinced that the apocalypse is creeping slowly north, and that we're all destined to die in a snowy explosion, our frozen hands making flailing slapping motions at the old lady trying to wrangle the last jug of milk from the dairy cooler.I called my mom last night, and she picked up the phone crying, which is usually not just bad news

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First things first: two thousand ten. I don't care if you're bored by the end of saying it. And screw your linguistic continuity between "nineteen" and "twenty." Listen, if people cared so damn much, why didn't they cry about it in 2001? No one called it "twenty-aught-one" except for I will when I tell the youths of the future about the good old days when ye mee-maw was leaving

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I've been thinking about drawing a comic strip starring Jupiter. It would maybe help if I could draw or was witty. But, you know.I got a letter from AMANDA! today, I'm waiting to read it until the codeine's gone.Which should be around a quarter to seven.I got galleried in some guys Flickr gallery for this picture:The story of this picture is that it was taken at the Fox Theater when Austin and I

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taken at the Other Place, Burlington, VT.I had this surly little post all done up in my head. Really. I've been socked in my antfarm apartment for the past five days with what's either a really, really nasty cold or the flu (which is a sad thing for me to admit, because in ten years of medical assisting, never have I ever once come down with the stinking flu). Thursday, in fact, when it

Karihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02778061834176508625noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010568646696503936.post-51684918133711766942009-10-05T15:14:00.004-04:002009-10-05T16:09:20.639-04:00

image via popvssoda.comThere's a girl in the program I'm in from Japan. She has been in America for about a year, but never south of Philadelphia. The other day, she asked me: "What's the difference between the South and the North?" I wracked my brain for about thirty seconds before I decided it wasn't worth the time and effort, but something bugged me about that question, as it has bugged

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So I was a total butthead and didn't get my piece to the Halloween show on time. I feel like a jerk. Sorry, Bran.If it makes him feel better, I haven't had time to do anything lately. Between new job, school, changes in the schedule, stupid professors, and Jupiter getting sick for those couple of days...I just don't know.My brain hurts. My neck hurts.My computer's still not back from when

Karihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02778061834176508625noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010568646696503936.post-52706201275594338662009-09-28T14:22:00.001-04:002009-09-28T14:26:59.841-04:00

Oh my, things have been busy.I'm switching my garb from LiveJournal to this thing. LiveJournal is dead to me. Dead. Water, water everywhere - and those damn boards did shrink...

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I was going to make this big post about the stuff I'm working on for the PoMoNoBo Halloween Art Show, and about school and the first week and all that stuff....but then I started listening to Iris DeMent, and now I just want to throw up and die.An arm's just an arm 'til it's wrapped 'round a shoulderBoots side-by-side, they go stepping out together;A note's just a note 'til you wake from your

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The day I left Tennessee, Knoxville proved to be a place that should immediately be nuked and started from scratch. I haven't heard too many good things from there lately, and my optimism that the people I love who still live there can pull out of the mire they've created is starting to wane, and quickly.I spent the evening yesterday sharing a beer with a raging ketamine addict. Before you

Karihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02778061834176508625noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010568646696503936.post-48273082527414372472009-07-24T13:34:00.002-04:002009-07-24T13:43:03.959-04:00

Hey Laaadiiiess,originally uploaded by The Rat Bat.This is Mehitabel. She was the first pet of my own that I got when I moved out of the dorms and into my first apartment. When we got her, she had half a tail and a gimp foot from where it had gotten strangulated by un-shed skin.The foot and the tail both grew back, and today, she got a new home.Goodbye and Godspeed, you salty old wench, you.

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I watched "Cook Yourself Thin" on LifeTime a couple of times, and have been thinking up tricky ways to get people to eat healthier! Here's a quick recipe for those smart-ass kids that are always wanting S'mores! Shut up, kids, it's time for you to learn a lesson in NUTRITION! I call these F'MORES! because they're Fake s'MORES, and when you give one to those mewling little brat kids, not one of

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Pearl Street at Dusk in the Snow,originally uploaded by found_drama.I am the proud tenant of 9 Greene, one of the more bizarre apartments I have ever seen. There's a grett big kitchen, tiny l'il ol' living room...but the party...the real party...is in the loft.Oh, you'll just have to see it.And Jupiter will definitely have to start doing drills to be able to hoof it up them stairs. Or if not,

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I am in the midst of a cooking frenzy.Having got rid of the kitten what was boarding in my spare room yesterday (Jenna named it Odell), I find myself bored. It's amazing the gap a tiny little kitten can leave in your life when it's gone. Now what will I have to tend to?!I'll tell you - oat bread.I already fucked up a pan of granola bars, because if you know me, you know I hate burnt stuff with

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Well, I've been a busy little bat the past few weeks.First and foremost, I'm moving to Vermont. Yes, this is true facts. I got accepted to the Applied Lingustics program at St. Michael's College. So I'm looking for places to live in the Burlington area that will take me and my dog in AND that doesn't cost an arm and a leg and the other leg (other arm deposit). I want to live in Winooski, as it is

Karihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02778061834176508625noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010568646696503936.post-71577801990131378242009-05-11T00:09:00.002-04:002009-05-11T00:14:35.997-04:00

I simply cannot stomach PostSecret on Mother's Day. My god. We all have secrets about our moms - GET REAL, TURKEYS.Bring back the real secrets, and I'll be fine.I'm in the process of making mala beads for my mother for the other half of her mother's day present. I tried one thing, but it looks like shit, so it's time to do something else now. I'll blog about it when it doesn't look like

Karihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02778061834176508625noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010568646696503936.post-22250384750029029962009-05-03T23:47:00.003-04:002009-05-03T23:52:37.252-04:00

You guys.I just listened to a bunch of Daniel Roop's poetry (thanks Amanda).And I've got a lot of shit to say.I may have to set aside some time to have an emotional blowout.Here, think about this while I'm working.

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Guys, seriously. What can't vinegar do?I stopped by my sister's apartment the other day to check on a cat she was taking care of while someone was out of town. She has a real small apartment, tiny even. Her bedroom and living room are the same room. Anyway, the cat had been barfing, which cats seem to have a pleasant penchant for, so I promised to go check on it. I noticed in the kitchen

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I just spent the weekend with my brother and Adem in Greensboro, NC. It's a nice college town, and it's nice to go someplace with actual places to go hang out, sit in the beer garden and have some sort of food. And it was a gorgeous weekend. But when I got back....My garden has gone MEGASTUPID!Alright, well the bluebells are wild in my backyard. But the guy who mows the lawns left them, and I

Karihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02778061834176508625noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010568646696503936.post-38835264613831873292009-03-19T21:03:00.004-04:002009-03-19T21:16:57.176-04:00

Alright, I like egg drop soup. I used to make fun of people for eating it, because, I'll admit, it looks like snot. It feels like snot. It's snotty. And every time I get it from Wok and Hibachi, there is some kind of mysterious corn in the bottom. But I love it, I do, and I wanted to figure out the best way to make it. So what did I do?Allrecipes.com, baby.Why would I not go to a

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Don't mess with crafters.

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Tell me this isn't the coolest thing.

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A lot of people ask me: hey, Kari, you have nice cameras. Why are you pointing that piece of crap at me?Oh, I am so glad you asked.I do love my dig-it-all cameras. I do. I love the instant gratification of being able to see the effects of shutter speed changes, aperture changes, white-balance changes. Ooo. Gives me chills just thinking about it. So yeah, I really do love my digital

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For this I used1/2 c. Borax1/2 c. washing soda1 bar Ivory soap or maybe 1/2 bar Octagon Soapessential oilsI grated the bar of soap (at the time I had Ivory, but now I have Octagon soap which according to this person will not only clean your filthy clothes, but will also break any spells that happen to be on you at the time! Swift!) with my food processor. Then, all I did was switch out the

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I'm redoing this site completely to make it more better.Stand by.

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