tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63163052011-04-21T23:20:59.176-04:00Krista BackwardsPeculiar travel suggestions are dancing lessons from God.Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.comBlogger1771100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1154487151415183582006-08-01T22:40:00.000-04:002006-08-01T22:52:31.433-04:00I know I suck. I suck big time. You aren't the only one thinking this...it seems to be a common theme. I've been focusing all my attention on finding a job. I am either looking for jobs or feeling depressed about not finding a job. I go back and forth...oh and I've also taken some time to get drunk at the Zombie Hut..my favorite bar in Brooklyn. You might not resemble the walking dead going in Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1153455737332550562006-07-20T23:18:00.000-04:002006-07-21T00:22:17.440-04:00Am I the only one digging this So You Think You Can Dance bus-nass? I'm eating this shit up!I love it. I love the choreography, especially everything Mia Michaels touches. P.S. is she pregnant? I hope so, cause if not she's going downhill since the beginning of the show. She's got to have one in the oven.I could use a lot less of Mary Murphy and her toothy grin and thin-lipped guffaws. God she Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1152416753341708852006-07-08T22:42:00.000-04:002006-07-08T23:45:54.030-04:00As some of you know I've been temping as of late. Temping my little heart out all over New York City's financial center. Although, on Monday, having had enough of investment bankers and their incessant talk of all things money related I'm switching temp agencies and heading to more creative pastures...hopefully.In light of my temping and wanting to try to make my days go by just a little bit Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1151815808833402552006-07-02T00:45:00.000-04:002006-07-08T22:38:36.156-04:00So, yeah I know I haven't posted here in awhile. But I have posted other places. And I still don't have much to say, but I did want to share something I found the other day. Josh and I were hanging out and needless to say we spent a lot of time with this...it's a database of celebrity and famous faces where you can upload your face and it matches you with the closest famous face.Here are the Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1149923421820833622006-06-10T03:04:00.000-04:002006-06-10T03:10:21.836-04:00Deep Thoughtsby Krista OSometimes I think that all animals are imparted with the secrets of life, but because of this God decided not to give them the gift of human communication. But if they could talk...wow, it would be cool.Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1149399417965778952006-06-04T00:55:00.000-04:002006-06-04T01:36:58.006-04:00Hi ye bastards! Welcome to ye olde country blogge. Tis me, Krista! Of the Virginia Krista's. Waz up? Why are you here? What are you looking to find? Entertainment? Porn? (Or are they one in the same?) Gossip? Information? Funny Pictures? Well, you get none of that tonight. Tonight you will get stream of consciousness. A stream coming from a sofa in Brooklyn at 1 am on Sunday Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1149176482075855852006-06-01T11:35:00.000-04:002006-06-01T11:41:22.076-04:00Hello to all of you competitive eating lovers out there. Liz and my latest post is up on Digest. I hope you like it.Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1149123602739239352006-05-31T20:39:00.000-04:002006-06-01T11:33:32.913-04:00Old Crow Medicine Show - Rocks!These guys put on such a good show on Tuesday night. Attia and the ever silent Josh (from this moment forward to be referenced as TESJ) and I climbed aboard The Temptress for a cruise around the river while the sweet sounds of the OCMS rocked our socks off. If you want to see more pictures of the band, click here. The cruise was sponsored by Rocks Off who had the Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1148963812768106492006-05-30T00:28:00.000-04:002006-05-30T00:36:52.786-04:00Hello Betty Sandwich!This is my new kitty. Betty Sandwich is her name...don't wear it out. Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1148706030055325222006-05-27T00:59:00.000-04:002006-05-27T01:00:30.070-04:00IFOCE Ice Cream Competition photos...article coming soon on Digest.Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1148500507149180722006-05-24T15:41:00.000-04:002006-05-24T16:11:29.960-04:00It's time for me to come clean about something. It's something that has been gnawing at me for the past few months, but I've only been able to put words to it recently. It's not easy to say this, so I'm just gonna come right out and say it. Here goes....I have a girl crush on Ivanka Trump.Yes, as in Donald and Ivana Trump's daughter. I can't help myself. She's pretty, well-spoken, intelligent, Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1148153843877178562006-05-20T14:29:00.000-04:002006-05-20T18:26:59.376-04:00It seems I've been tagged by Shashi, so I now have to answer the following questions. I'm not sure what would happen if I didn't answer the questions, but I'm not willing to find out. I might involve smelly hobos chasing me with wooden spoons or something...so here goes.Five ThingsFive minutes to yourself: how would you spend them, ideally?Well, I am alone now and while writing I'm listening toKristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1148097282005526232006-05-19T23:51:00.000-04:002006-05-19T23:54:42.020-04:00End of IM conversation between my new roommate and I about getting a kitten. I decide to say meow as a gentle nudge in the direction that we need to get a cat. I think he's in on the joke until the end. Am I the only one that thinks this is really really funny?me: goodnight see you tomorrowKedar: yupme: meowKedar: tomorrow meow meowme: hahaKedar: you take care meowme: sleep tight meow don't Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1148095091143324352006-05-19T22:49:00.000-04:002006-05-19T23:56:30.363-04:00Yo Yo Yo, I'm baaaaack motha fuckas! haha.Not that I went anywhere. I just haven't posted in awhile. I haven't been feeling very creative...but the old writing bug hit me again and here I am.So, have you heard the news? Joey freakin Chestnut ate 50 hot Dogs in the Las Vegas qualifier! HOLY COW! It's unbelievable and everyone is freaking out. It's gonna make this year's Nathan's Contest so Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1147286512202142672006-05-10T13:59:00.000-04:002006-05-11T10:29:28.793-04:00I'm back from Beijing and for your viewing pleasure I've created a mosaic of some of my favorite pictures. I hope you enjoy them. If you click on the picture above you can expand the view. UPDATE - Click on this link to see the pictures on their own on my flickr page.I had a great time. If anyone is thinking of visiting China I would encourage you to see the Great Wall at Simitai. There are lots Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1146017689110453562006-04-25T21:59:00.000-04:002006-04-26T09:25:56.283-04:00 Here is a map of where I will be for all of you who didn't pay attention in Geography.Hey kids, I wanted to let you all know I won't be posting for a little while. "Why," you ask, "dear Krista, Why would you abandon us and our blog needs?" Well gentle readers, I am taking myself on a little trip. A trip to China! That's right, me and the Twink-meister are going Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1145658003416074442006-04-21T18:19:00.000-04:002006-04-21T18:20:03.426-04:00Find your own pose!Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1145478343700139672006-04-19T16:01:00.000-04:002006-04-26T09:22:10.750-04:00I am at work...lalala. I shouldn't be updating blogs, I should be working...lalalala. People at my office read my blog....lalalala. People who could fire me read my blog.....lalalala. I should stop....but I can't....cause I am feeling creative and need to release my energy to the lord of the blog!Whooooooooo.I've added Kedar to the link list to the right. He's soon to be my new roommate and I Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1145245200347886462006-04-16T23:15:00.000-04:002006-04-16T23:40:00.436-04:00I just got back from a whirlwind Easter trip to D.C. My sister Celee lives down there so the whole family met up and spent the night at her house. Well, Ally and I stayed over, my parents stayed outside in the RV. Having an RV is like having a little mobile annex. You never have to worry about where my parents are going to sleep...they bring the beds with them!I ended up flying down there. Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1144615280146641062006-04-09T16:34:00.000-04:002006-04-10T00:29:18.756-04:00If I were to have animal friends, these would be the ones.Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1144117920137583062006-04-03T21:52:00.000-04:002006-04-04T09:38:58.723-04:00Bowlin is fun, how 'bout it!Sunday was beautiful. Warm and sunny. The perfect spring day. So you know what my friends and I decided to do? We went to spend time in a smelly bowling alley! Whooo. In all fairness we had planned this bowling trip the week before. How were we to know it was going to be glorious outside?We did strike it lucky in the end. The bowling alley was filled with screaming Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1143917174128164402006-04-01T13:26:00.001-05:002006-04-04T09:40:03.030-04:00This morning the sound of drums woke me from my slumber. It took me a minute before I realized what it was. My mind was quickly clicking through possibilities when it came to me. It's Little League Parade Day! It's one of the sweeter things that happen here in Brooklyn. The first Saturday of April all of the Little Leagues teams who play baseball in Prospect Park parade up 7th Ave and turn up 9thKristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1143862195843160822006-03-31T22:06:00.000-05:002006-03-31T23:39:55.563-05:00 Crazy Legs and his Mom Alright, time for Part II of the Krista Spends Her Lunch Break With Crazy Legs Conti.OK, where did I leave off. I was just meeting Legs in his office slash bunker of booze. He really does work in a room filled with alcohol. He says this is just the tip of the iceberg. Not only does he work in a room Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1143765159882667882006-03-30T19:25:00.000-05:002006-03-31T00:29:35.243-05:00Ah, sometimes life hands you a little golden nugget of goodness. And I was handed such a tiny nugget yesterday. This little chunk o'delight was given to me by Crazy Legs Conti, competitive eater and man about town. I shall explain - Liz and I wanted to get our greasy hands on his documentary and he graciously offered to make the hand-off at his place of work, which happens to be a few blocks Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1143237342041120222006-03-24T16:01:00.000-05:002006-03-24T16:56:53.580-05:00There is a sad sad show on television. It's sad...pathetic...and makes you embarrassed to be a human being. Do you want to know what it is? Here is a hint -It's not about this guy.Thomas EdisonIt's about this one.The show is called American Inventor and it is the saddest (in all sense of the word) show on television. Over and over again some sad sack is dragged out and lays all their hopes and Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1142745799355148512006-03-19T00:22:00.000-05:002006-03-19T00:33:12.266-05:00Our Corned Beef and Cabbage coverage is posted. I hope you like it.Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1142660862237535342006-03-18T00:47:00.000-05:002006-03-18T00:47:42.246-05:00This made me laugh.Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1142653083382823842006-03-17T22:30:00.000-05:002006-03-17T22:41:25.900-05:00Hey, remember Margaret? She's pissed someone has eaten more spoonbread than her. Pissed.Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1142649107132470262006-03-17T21:07:00.000-05:002006-03-17T21:31:47.186-05:00We are back! I just walked in the door after a whirlwind trip to Boston for the Corned Beef and Cabbage eating contest. I don't want to say too much because I have to save some of my creative juices for the article Liz and I are working on about the whole deal, but suffice to say, it rocked pretty hard and three of my favorite eaters won top prizes (Patrick Bertoletti, Badlands Booker, and Tim "Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1141959262981513432006-03-09T21:32:00.000-05:002006-03-09T21:54:23.046-05:00So hey boys and girls, I bet you were just thinking to yourself..."I could really go for reading another one of your and Liz's groovy competitive eating articles." Well your wish is soon to be granted because next week we are off to Boston for the corned beef and cabbage competition. Where else would any self respecting competitive eater be a day before St. Patrick's Day? Boston - check, Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1141932253808218332006-03-09T12:20:00.000-05:002006-03-09T14:24:13.910-05:00So you are all following the Ultimate Blogger competition at Urban Honking right? You aren't? Then why the hell not? The lovely Zoe is a contestant and last night she came over with Liz and a few others to help bring in the new season of ANTM and say goodbye to the old Project Runway (gasp Chloe?) as well as record her Ultimate Blogger entry*. *note all you Krista fans (and Jebus knows there Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1141320006648130532006-03-02T12:19:00.000-05:002006-03-02T12:20:06.660-05:00According to the "Which Big Lebowski character are you?" quiz:Why don't you check it out? Or we cut off your Johnson!Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1141168666570167052006-02-28T18:17:00.000-05:002006-02-28T18:17:46.580-05:00Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1140677624671584262006-02-23T01:29:00.000-05:002006-02-23T01:53:44.726-05:00Yeah, so I can't sleep. What else is new right. Not much to say. I've been hanging out close to home for the past few days. I did find some time to do a few things though. Ok, so most of those involve watching Unsolved Mysteries on channel 14, but I'm fine with that. I know the show is close to 20 years old and Robert Stack is probably just a mess of bones by now, but damn that show is mighty Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1139812518972529742006-02-13T01:20:00.000-05:002006-02-13T01:35:18.986-05:00Snow. Lots of snow. 26 glorious inches.I haven't done a thing all day. I'm freaking bored out of my mind and it sucks because all I wanted to do all day was run around in the snow, go sledding, and basically act like a 7 year old. However, I had no one to act silly with. Everyone was snowed in.So I just stayed in for most of the day and watched movies. Bad movies.I found myself getting Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1139542203466213722006-02-09T21:57:00.000-05:002006-02-11T15:09:06.703-05:00So my friends Miki and Ryan are in town, visiting from Japan. I had such a good time hanging out with them.We went to Barbes, an excellent bar located just a block from my house and co-owned by the ever French Olivier. We went there because Ryan is currently designing the website of a band who was performing there that night. (Was that a real weird and drawn out way to say that last sentence?)Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1139202474684102092006-02-05T23:27:00.000-05:002006-02-06T00:07:54.766-05:00Ohhh. Ohhhh. Never drinking again. Never. Feel like shit. I've felt like shit all freakin day cause last night I had just a bit too much fun. Ugh.Totally have a headache, totally threw up this morning (I never do that), totally felt like staying in bed all day.Julie had one hell of a birthday party. I will have to write about it later cause right now I just want to be in a dark room and not Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1138987284040076992006-02-03T12:19:00.000-05:002006-02-03T12:21:24.056-05:00Liz and I finished our Grilled Cheese article. You can read it here . I hope you enjoy it. We had a great time watching the events unfold. Good times.Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1138679841612699102006-01-30T22:56:00.000-05:002006-01-30T23:07:28.916-05:00I love craigslist.And I love the guy who wrote this..."she must be not older sixty years old,she must be alone,but she can have childreen..."This guys subject line says,"I got Showtime...so I TIVO'd some of the soft core porn..." Is he a romantic or what?!?This one just wants a neat freak...preferably one with OCD...wtf.Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1138654370892816822006-01-30T15:50:00.000-05:002006-01-30T15:52:50.906-05:00Countdown Grilled Cheese - 1 day, 18 hours.We are gearing up folks. Read Liz and my latest post on the upcoming event.Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1138330650696049102006-01-26T21:26:00.000-05:002006-01-26T22:01:33.713-05:00Good day my fine internet friends. I have news! Oh yes.I shall start with last night.Oh last night. I have a friend. A friend named Julie who has cojones. Her birthday is coming up and as she thought about who to invite to her party she realized the bulk of her friends fell into two categories. Category 1 = Single Women, Category 2 = Gay MenNow, as I've attended a few of Julie's parties in Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1138083966103701462006-01-24T01:24:00.000-05:002006-01-24T01:26:06.120-05:00I HATE INSOMNIA. It sucks ass.Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1137965950594603152006-01-22T16:08:00.000-05:002006-01-22T16:58:12.623-05:00Best Music of 2005I know it's a little late, but give me a break...it's only a blog.Best Song That Makes You Want to Dance All Nasty Like, Really Sucks When You Think About It, But Still Love: My Humps - Black Eyed PeasBest Rap Album: Late Registration - Kanye WestBest Comedy Album: Trapped in the Closet (Chapter 1 - 5) - R. KellyBest Blues Vocal Performance: I've Got My Own Hell to Raise - Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1137704712018041212006-01-19T15:53:00.000-05:002006-01-19T16:23:22.373-05:00Those damn Aussies love their beer. This is so much better than the Foster's ads.I fucking love Chuck Klosterman even though he ignores my emails. Perhaps I should try again...A smoove-B tribute page. Damn, someone beat me to it.I'm in the process of a massive Best of 2005 music collection post. So please, if you would like to tell me about a song or album released in 2005 and you would like Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1137397956508814762006-01-16T02:14:00.000-05:002006-01-18T23:46:58.556-05:00Unrequited Love...a list.From the beginning:A teacher/helper at nursery school. Tall, (well most people look tall to a 3 year old) dark hair, bell bottoms (it was the 70's so that is to be expected as well). Faint memories of him carrying me to the car during a snow storm.A boy who lived next to me in apartment building in Virginia, I was probably about 6 years old. Vague memories of him being a Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1137171671080547892006-01-13T09:42:00.000-05:002006-01-17T00:33:59.616-05:00I recently aquired a DVR from Time Warner. For those of you not "in the know" DVR stands for Digital Recording Device. It's basically Time Warner's version of TIVO. If you don't know what TIVO means you probably read too much non-fiction and have bumper stickers on your cars that say - Kill Your Television. We probably wouldn't get along very well. You would consider me a brain dead waste and I Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1136705686859668872006-01-08T01:44:00.000-05:002006-01-11T09:26:14.176-05:00Hulk: A Story. A Sad Story.This is a story. A sad story about Hulk. A powerful figure, with a powerful temper. He came into my life about a year ago. My friends Ryan and Miki brought him back with them after a trip to Mexico. Ryan told me he met Hulk at a corner market, however Hulk told me later they actually met during a crazy mescaline filled night in Durango. He then proceeded to tell me Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1136615440283749312006-01-07T00:40:00.000-05:002006-01-07T20:37:18.596-05:00I love the internet. More specifically I love the people who put these damn fine websites together.And I thought I was the only one who loved me a wet man. In answer to the question, "...can a man ever be too wet?" No...no they can't. I've always been a fan of wet men, from my early days watching the sweaty guys on the track team run by while I played tennis to that grand scene in School TiesKristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1136256335222447742006-01-02T21:10:00.000-05:002006-01-02T21:45:35.276-05:002006. A Personal Inventory.So it's 2006 now in case you weren't following things. 2006. Yep. 2000 fuckin 6. I'm 31. Live in Brooklyn NY. Have a good job. Going to school. Have some good friends. A family who cares about me. I listen to good music. I own a lot of good music. I need to start going to more concerts again. Nothing beats live music. I get too many tv channels. I watch too much tv. I Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1134707875976479702005-12-15T23:07:00.000-05:002005-12-15T23:37:57.676-05:00A Dating ProposalMost of you have asked me for more stories about my dating disasters. I would love to comply. Believe me. Nothing makes me happier than forgoing a lovely evening in order to have something funny to write about when I get home. However, I can't write about bad dates unless I actually go on a date. So here is what I'm thinking:Do you know a guy out there who you think would be Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1134485916405310232005-12-13T09:56:00.000-05:002005-12-13T09:58:36.413-05:00Does anyone read this blog anymore? I'm beginning to feel blonely (blog lonely). No one has commented on anything in ages! Am I just boring? Is nothing comment worthy? I need some blove! (blog love).Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1134165229838344652005-12-09T16:52:00.000-05:002005-12-09T16:53:49.850-05:00Every time a church bell rings Mr. T pities a fool.Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1133810681475571392005-12-05T14:10:00.000-05:002005-12-05T14:24:41.486-05:00Jay calls me up last Friday and asks, "What are you doing tomorrow?" I can tell from his rushed pattern of speech this isn't a casual question.(I should be working on the 3 papers I need to write for school.) "Nothing, why?""Do you want to go with Liz and I for the World Champion Meatball Eating Contest in Atlantic City?""Hells Yes!" I answer and that is it. Liz was asked by Urban Honking's Food Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1133675419693722002005-12-04T00:42:00.000-05:002005-12-04T17:39:54.316-05:00Actual exchange between Tom and I today while sitting in the back of a rented car on our way to Atlantic City for Tropicana's Meatball Eating World Championship.I get in the car.Tom: "You're sitting on a coconut"Me: "Ha"About 10 minutes later after deciding to see what was uncomfortably pushing into my back.Me: Reaching around and finding I'm sitting on a coconut. "I'm sitting on a coconut!"Tom:Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1133568876226172842005-12-02T18:35:00.004-05:002005-12-05T10:03:53.850-05:00I love me some CAMS!Where is the Midnight Buffet CamCuddly CamSpooky CamSoon to be Divorced CamSlammer CamAlcoholic CamTrashy CamMyth CamSpicy CamI though my office was boring CamToo much time on their hands CamThey Poop a lot CamWatching Paint Dry would be more interesting CamWorst Cam Yet CamChihuahua CamGiuseppe CamYou'd Make a Lovely Coat CamAnyone Got a Barrel Cam?Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1133147147577466792005-11-27T21:37:00.000-05:002005-11-27T22:05:47.626-05:00It's that time of year again! No...not the holiday barbie season - the time of year when I try to get all the school work I should have been doing the entire semester and try to get it all done at once. So all day I've been doing school work. Blah. When will I learn? I think the answer to that question is NEVER. I've been like this my entire life. I've always been a procrastinator. I think I get Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1132540024317863432005-11-20T21:13:00.000-05:002005-11-20T21:27:04.370-05:00Ohhhh, Birthday. Boy did I have one hell of a birthday weekend. If I had to describe it in one word, that word would be....decadent. Whoooo, did I indulge in pretty much everything a gal can indulge in. I've been recovering all day today. In fact, it's 9 PM and I'm still in my pjs. Oh Birthday. Whooo. It was a good time.I had a great time and I have even better friends. Liz made me a Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1132202761334291602005-11-16T23:42:00.001-05:002005-11-16T23:48:01.923-05:00For every man who has ever thought, "You know, I like speedos to swim and hang out pool side, but somehow they just aren't skimpy enough."So let me just say this....I got DVR from the cable company...just to record Lost while I'm at school on Wednesday nights. And I come home...all ready to watch "my stories" and it's not working! Damn you! Damn you!Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1131737715134071832005-11-11T14:20:00.000-05:002005-11-11T14:42:44.046-05:00I received this email two days ago. It said:I am holding your dog hostage until you are nice to me.Accompanying the email was this picture. In it you will see my dog, Pandy, with a blindfold over her eyes. In front of her is a current Humboldt Iowa newspaper. The clues are many. Pandy lives in Iowa with my parents. The carpet looks very much like my parents house. My mother owns a digital Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1131729971348420042005-11-11T11:56:00.000-05:002005-11-11T12:28:40.943-05:00Miki remembered a sad sad song that she had to sing in grade school in Japan. It's about slaughtering cows....and the chorus goes, Dona dona dona dona Dona dona dona down. This freaks me out. I don't know about you, but I remember singing We Built This City by Starship in school. (Which coincidentally was ranked as the worst album ever by USA Today.) Which is worse? Singing about cows going to Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1130974189073511292005-11-02T18:29:00.000-05:002005-11-02T18:29:49.073-05:00I wish this wasn't real. Honestly....take the tour, it gets worse.Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1130973561902595132005-11-02T18:05:00.000-05:002005-11-02T18:19:21.946-05:00Man, I know I know...I haven't posted in awhile. I also haven't downloaded the pictures from the last 12 parties/events/major life milestones/decapitating of Halloween cookies, or paid my rent, written my Grandma, responded to about 20 emails, cleaned my room, or started on the three projects I have to finish in a few weeks for school.But let me tell you what I have done. I carved two pumpkins (Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1129570529572312722005-10-17T13:32:00.000-04:002005-10-17T13:35:29.576-04:00You must check this out.I also have a new favorite show. Runs House.Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1129410675648824042005-10-15T16:53:00.000-04:002005-10-15T17:44:30.610-04:00He asks, "what are your thoughts on Polaroid technology?"Huh? "Polaroid technology? As in Polaroid cameras?""Yes, Polaroid cameras, what are your thoughts?"I'm in his apartment, laying with my legs over his. We're in a casual relationship, which means I've been over to his apartment a few times before. But this is the first time he's brought up "Polaroid technology.""Why are you asking me what Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1129088050931827182005-10-11T23:15:00.000-04:002005-10-11T23:35:40.206-04:00I am the queen of mood swings! I needed to update my blog because it was too happy. I needed to bring it down a bit...because hell...it's my blog and I can do what I want.But first I will tell you about a really funny episode of Curb Your Enthusiasm I watched recently. Why I didn't like this show when I first saw an episode a while ago I'll never know, because now I can see that it's truly one ofKristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1128891414281408852005-10-09T16:39:00.000-04:002005-10-09T16:56:54.286-04:00God I love today. You know how there are some people who need a certain amount of sunlight in order not to be sad? I think I'm like that, only I need a cold front instead of sun. Today is one of those great overcast cool fall days and I'm loving every bit of it. I am actually remembering what I feel like when I'm feeling good. It's been so long. I've felt so at odds with myself. If feels like Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1128481790527776412005-10-04T22:40:00.000-04:002005-10-05T17:03:34.140-04:00I've decided that I want a comprehensive list of the best songs ever written about the lack of love. It could be that love has left or love has never been...all songs will be considered. I would like to know the songs you feel are the best of the saddest, most painful love songs you have ever heard. When I feel a song makes the cut, I will add it to the official Sad Songs Say So Much List (note, Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1128018313668630852005-09-29T14:23:00.000-04:002005-09-29T14:25:13.673-04:00Good God, it's a happy day. Smoove B has his own web page. Abby and I have been a fan of Smoove for quite a long time now. And now, I share all his sweet sweet lovin for you.Also, I will wash you.Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1127690930854979902005-09-25T19:05:00.000-04:002005-09-25T19:28:50.863-04:00Well folks, it's all over. I haven't talked much about it on this blog, but I would imagine most of you who read it know exactly what I'm talking about right now.Jay and Liz got married yesterday in a beautiful cerimony in Prospect Park Brooklyn.I was given the wonderful gift of being the best man. Most people didn't believe me when I said I was the best man. They assumed I was joking, since I'm Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1126842963086055272005-09-15T23:22:00.000-04:002005-09-15T23:56:03.093-04:00I would like to take a moment now to talk about this years best comedy album....R Kelly's Tp.3 ReloadedThat's right, the tween lovin, video tapin, always sexin R. Kelly.I owe this discovery to Ryan. He was the one who opened my eyes to the glory of the RK. Everytime I listen to this album I discover something else that makes me laugh like a mo fo.Some of the quotes listed below are not safe forKristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1126281215996915922005-09-09T10:54:00.000-04:002005-09-09T11:53:36.073-04:00Go Fuck yourself Mr. Cheney - I love the fact that this guy uses the more formal, 'Mr.' Cheney, instead of just saying Cheney or even Dick. Ahhh, sometimes I love people.I would also like to take some time to congratulate my Mam on her first column in the Humboldt Iowa News. And for your cooks out there, desert lovers, or just people who want to gain a few pounds, she says the recipe below is Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1126220727434834742005-09-08T18:54:00.000-04:002005-09-08T19:05:27.440-04:00For anyone who hasn't seen Kanye West's comments on Hurricane Katrina and George Bush, you must...must watch it now...for so many reasons. And while you are at it, watch the Hannity report on Fox News with Geraldo Rivera and Shephard Smith...insane. I had no idea people weren't ALLOWED to walk across the bridge to a safer place. No idea. All of my friends kept saying we would have just walked outKristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1125942199944308562005-09-05T12:16:00.000-04:002005-09-08T00:14:34.453-04:00I've been inspired by this blog and decided to write about this atrocious date I had on Friday night. It's been haunting me all weekend. The more I think about it, the madder I get.I'm beginning to think it might not be a bad idea to measure my head for a wimple. I am not a regular on the dating "scene." I'm more of a date my friends type girl, which means I probably have to grow on people. And Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1125808309962820322005-09-04T00:16:00.000-04:002005-09-10T19:54:43.033-04:00Official RetractionDear Starlee,I am sorry. I didn't know you would read my blog. Hell, I didn't know anyone other than my mother read my blog and she only reads it to see if I'm having sex with anyone (which I'm not Mom). So when I wrote about you in a previous entry I had no idea you would somehow find this blog and read what I had written.Starlee, I had no idea you were in the habit of Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1125543566447358092005-08-31T22:26:00.000-04:002005-08-31T22:59:26.480-04:00I'm now going to write about some things that I've either seen or have been thinking about lately.Here they are...in no particular order:Is this jewelry only for strippers or could I wear it with a nice cashmere sweater and some plaid pants?Is it just me or does ranch tooth remind you of Hitler too? Apparently I'm not the only one who has been creeped the hell out. It's also funny to see what Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1125245196638835422005-08-28T11:50:00.000-04:002005-08-28T12:06:36.643-04:00I have hives. I have no idea why. I didn't feel them yesterday, but I woke up this morning and they are everywhere. I just took two Benadryl, which pretty much makes my Sunday a waste of a day because I'll be comatose by noon. I did think that the hives were a result of stress, but what do I have to be stressed about on a lazy Sunday? Which of my netflix to watch? Should I water my new plants Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1124802334210245282005-08-23T08:38:00.000-04:002005-08-23T09:05:34.243-04:00It's a lovely morning here in New York City. The cool Canadian air has finally come to rescue us from our steamy, humid depths. We have a high of 82 degrees expected and my windows have been opened to welcome every temperate lovin lot of it.Autumn, rest yourself at my breast! I open my arms to you. Drink from thine overflowing pores. You have been gone too long my friend. Autumn, await while I Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1124219924125634372005-08-16T14:33:00.000-04:002005-08-16T15:18:44.166-04:00I would like to announce my New York City film premiere. This Saturday, August 20th at 6 PM at the Pioneer (Two Boots) Theatre 155 East 3rd Street New York, NY (212) 591-0434. You can buy tickets here. If you want my autograph I will be signing playbills after the viewing at the nearest bar. Feel free to buy me drinks.Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1124120766573839652005-08-15T11:17:00.000-04:002005-08-15T11:46:06.580-04:00Hello All, sorry about keeping you all in the dark. I still can't say what is going on. And after thinking about it, I'm not 100% sure I ever really will be. Well, I guess I can if things don't go my way, but if they do...well that might be an issue. I really hate being so cryptic. If you are a friend of mine, feel free to just write me an email and I'll respond directly to you. I guess this justKristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1123719454728822302005-08-10T19:54:00.000-04:002005-08-10T20:17:34.733-04:00I had a freaking great day today. My stomach is still feeling jittery, but I'm slowing coming back to earth. I wish I could be more free about what is going on with me. Hopefully I'll be able to talk about it soon. Basically I just spent an hour with a legend. A freaking brilliant legend. And I made him laugh! I was worried that my nerves would overcome me and turn me into a bumbling idiot, but IKristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1123449477139977672005-08-07T16:47:00.000-04:002005-09-05T15:10:18.110-04:00I saw the best movie yesterday. Me and You and Everyone We Know. So amazingly good. Touching and funny. It gets 4 stars from me. I think it might have been a little racy for a few octogenarian movie-goers though. During a scene where two girls try something they shouldn't be doing, these two old women walked out. It's always funny what is the breaking point is for people.Earlier in the film Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1123282569649577362005-08-05T18:46:00.000-04:002005-08-05T18:56:09.650-04:00I would like to welcome a new member to the blogging community, Miss Mormon Twinkie (her name, not mine). She's a good friend of mine and I'm glad she's decided to blog a bit. I'm sure she will talk a lot about movies and Mormons, two of my favorite subjects, and if you have an interest in any of those things you should check her out.The weekend is starting and I am back to my radio show tomorrowKristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1122951854566725622005-08-01T22:51:00.000-04:002005-08-01T23:04:14.570-04:00My favorite things in this world (In no particular order):BooksMusicPandyMy FamilySwimmingSoft sheetsFlowersBrunchPeople who say what they meanJayTravelingMoviesWordsA lazy Sunday morningThe smell of tennis ballsThe satisfaction of a job well doneObserving from afarMaking my Mom laughBottled waterWalking home in the rainA good cup of hot coffeeThings I Don't Like (again no order):MiceA dirty Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1122440178714893162005-07-27T00:41:00.000-04:002005-07-27T00:56:18.720-04:00It's 12:42 AM on Wednesday morning. I am sweaty. Hot and sweaty. I just turned the air on full blast. I'm drinking 7 up and watching (half heartedly Conan). Are Geraldo jokes still funny? Come on Conan...you can do better than that. I just watched the Wedding Crasher with Ryan and Miki. It wasn't bad. A bit slow, but some funny jokes....stomach sticks...ahahaha.I'm waiting to hear about my Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1122001182392102372005-07-21T22:55:00.000-04:002005-07-22T11:25:32.836-04:00I love my Netflix Friends Data. Here are some of my Netflix friend's statistics:Most Hated MoviesMona Lisa Smile (yes agree, totally sucked...but costumes were pretty..made me want to wear pearls)Tommy Boy (never saw it, but one of Celia and Ally's most FAV movies)HappinessSeanceRush HourSecret Window (did suck)Huey P. Newton Story (wha? Huey Lewis? Fig Newton?)The Bodyguard (come onnnn, Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1121733144581809812005-07-18T20:09:00.000-04:002005-07-18T20:32:24.586-04:00Ohhhhhhhhhhhh. I just got back from the dentist. I HATE THE DENTIST. And because Jebus hates me he gives me teeth that need constant care and upkeep, not to mention more nerves and a smaller mouth than the average human. Ugh. Right now it's an hour after my Dr appointment and I still can't feel most of my face and if someone were to ask me to smile I would look like I had a palsy. I can't feel myKristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1121568523650048742005-07-16T22:23:00.000-04:002005-07-16T22:50:51.610-04:00Liz and I did our Candy Critics class today at 826nyc. I think it went pretty well. I think anything we did probably would have gone over well considering we were feeding a group of 10 years olds more candy than they probably eat at Halloween. After the class we went to Target to excercise off the candy...and drink icees, which put Liz over the sugar limit for the month I think. She's such a Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1121455134245554862005-07-15T15:13:00.000-04:002005-07-15T15:18:54.246-04:00Ohhh I almost forgot....there is exciting news in the record release section of life this week. Frank Black is back with a solo album. You know what is even better than that? It's alt country! To be released tomorrow.Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1121454623027940132005-07-15T14:08:00.000-04:002005-07-15T15:10:31.256-04:00For those of you a bit weirded out by my proclamation of love for a 13 year old Christian Bale I would just like to say something. When I had the hots for him back then, we were the same age! So it's like some young teen girl having a crush on...oh my God...I can't think of a young cute actor. I'm officially OLD. Anyway, Christian Bale...yummy at any age...as long as you are equally age Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1121396743975731002005-07-14T22:27:00.000-04:002005-07-14T23:05:43.983-04:00So yeah...the bus...I've somehow lost the gumption to write about the bus trip. I'm so OVER it...now I'm just focused on THE PARTY. That's right, Ryan (best roommate eva or BRE henceforth) and I are having a party, but not just any party... we are hosting a pageant...with sashes and trophies and maybe even a tiara or two. Ryan designed this kick ass website that I would love to post here, but theKristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1121119179701792072005-07-11T16:47:00.000-04:002005-07-11T17:59:39.730-04:00That's right I'm back. I couldn't stay away any longer. I had too much on my mind. It's a new day my friends and this day is crap too except it's okay that it's crap because you know it and you embrace it and because of that the crap doesn't smell to bad, in fact you kind of like the crap after awhile and it makes you kind of laugh a little bit despite its crap-tasticness.I have a lot I want Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1090274993179690782004-07-19T21:08:00.000-04:002004-07-19T18:09:53.180-04:00I hope you like my new look. It's Pink!
I'm going home now. Phew, what a busy day at work, publishing a blog takes a lot out of a girl. haaa
Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1090268482967748192004-07-19T19:20:00.000-04:002004-07-19T16:21:22.966-04:00I'm updating!
I've decided to continue blogging after a brief hiatus and some soul searching.
So, how is everyone? Know any good gossip?
I need some wild friends who do bad things and have sex with random people, and then entertain me with thier crazy stories so I can tell other people and call them whores behind their backs. Anyone want to sign up?
I have seen two really good movies Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1088448189828582722004-06-28T14:35:00.000-04:002004-07-02T14:43:18.650-04:00Let me just say this. I did more things on Saturday night than I ever thought I would ever want to do or should do. Should being the more important word in that last sentence. I should have been prepared for this. After all, all the pieces were fitting into the puzzle. Celia was up visiting me from D.C., it was Kareoke night at the local dive bar, and I was completely trashed. Combine thoseKristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1088044339109111632004-06-23T22:29:00.000-04:002004-06-23T22:32:19.110-04:00Fuck, I just realized that in a previous post I wrote my last name, so if you search on my name you can find my blog. Shitpants! I'm so stupid. I don't like the idea of someone finding this that I didn't tell to come here. I'm so silly.
I think it's time for a fudgcicle, what do you think? Do you want one? Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1087848903112653302004-06-21T16:13:00.000-04:002004-06-21T16:15:03.113-04:00I did get a massage this weekend. But I didn't go to Bliss. I went to a stocky Russian man in blue scrubs who had the hands of an angel. He rubbed my ass like a pro and oh yes hairy Russian man, I will be back...oh yes I will.Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1087848684620269582004-06-21T15:52:00.000-04:002004-06-21T16:11:24.620-04:00I got the radio show! hahaha FOOLS! Now I have the power of the airwaves and shall harness those airwaves to do my bidding!
Other than that. I'm feeling very tired and wish my keyboard was as soft as my new mattress. Oh new mattress, you are my one true love.
I tried making capes all day yesterday with Abby. One hour into it and I was ready to sell my soul to Lex Luthor just to make it Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1087251412742258182004-06-14T17:53:00.000-04:002004-06-14T18:16:52.743-04:00Word Association is Fun..and Cheap!
rubber:: sole
rock:: potion (I don't know where that came from)
green:: lieutenant
wet:: nap
cry:: baby
peanut:: butter
hay:: seed
cold:: cream
steamy:: saucy
freaky:: synthetic
rain:: bucket
bite:: gnaw
fuck:: me
blow:: hole
okay, I just wrote what came into my head...perhaps I shouldn't publicize how my brain works like this.
I need people to tell me what Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1087177226950737952004-06-13T21:32:00.000-04:002004-06-13T21:40:26.950-04:00It's Sunday night and I'm feeling restless...I just wrote those lines in an email. I think it was a cry for help. A cry to get me out of this house. I have a million things I could be doing now, but none seem to be attractive enough at the moment.
ahhhhhhhhhhh.
I got a new mattress today. Oh yes. I shall be the queen of sleeping now! The QUEEN! I already took a nap today and I rarelyKristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6316305.post-1086821470797918312004-06-09T18:35:00.000-04:002004-06-09T18:51:10.796-04:00Ok, I can see from Liz's comment message that she is in need of some Krista-blog activity. I was seriously thinking of ending this creative-writing charade, but it seems my friends need me, so who am I to keep them waiting?
Lots of things have been happening in my life. So many that's it's hard to catalog them, hence the non-posting. I'll try to start from the most recent changes.
a. I Kristahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00726256184285953100noreply@blogger.com0