Big Brother can I have some more shrimp, or maybe a razor...

It's 9:05pm and I'm half way through my second 1 pint and 8fl oz of a Smirnoff, while watching Forrest Gump...alone of course (i said that last part for attention lol). Now i love this movie for some reason i can't figure out why but I just do. And I realized every time someone asks me what my favorite movies are, and i name this one movie, they ask me why...And you know i can never really answer them. It's just something about this movie, it doesn't make me sad or happy it just...it's just good. i guess it has all your key components of a good movie, love, retards, and a decent throwback sound track (in my opinion). it makes me wanna go to war and fight for this wonderful country i live in and show m appreciation for being allowed to be a "black" person (you know because of slavery and shyt). Ok, I'm lying not only would i not join and fight, but my fat ass would prob pass out the first day...in my sleep. I would make it the whole day because I'm strange like that, but i would prob have an ashtma attack in my sleep, while having a sex dream of course.
So before I stumbled across my favorite movie of all time i was watching the show Big Brother for 5 minutes. and you know what? i have no fucking clue what that show is about. All I saw was one man teasing another then the other guy going into the confessional to cry. and i don't mean a few boo-hoo, i mean he was crying like someone stab his mother then gave him syphilis. apparently he missed his wife, I'm not sure if she was dead or just back at home. whatever it was his tears were hilarious, i mean he was about 35 and crying like a bitch (i thought it was funny). Then apparently there is a recap show of some sort but it's live and it happens after a week after each show or something...i don't know! it was confusing as hell, and i lost all interest when i saw the 45 year old host with a baby bump. like seriously? your kid is gonna be so retarded, Or if not she's really 30 and she looks old which means she must have used ALOT of meth (or coke). Oh! and apparently they are up to Big Brother 11!?!?!? how? if the show consist of the shyt i saw today then someone is sucking maaajooooooor cock to keep this on T.V. UGH! then i change the channel to that new lindsy (sp?) lohan fake pregnant shyt.....and i think i saw my brain cells literally pack their shyt in tiny suitcases and walk the fuck out of my head.
The only interesting T.V. I have seen all week was Real World, and that was only interesting because the one chick has a cutting issue, so in my head she was close to committing suicide. which made for interesting T.V. and plus the guy who was pushing her to further want to out herself. I didn't really want to see her off her self on T.V. but it would have made for interesting REALITY T.V. but hay who the fuck am i? I do honestly think i deserve a camera crew to follow me. all the shyt that happens around me is T.V. worthy (i think!). Well i think I'm going to finish this bottle and fall into a drunken slumber...
Good Night You Can Love Me Forever and Always (YCLMAF)...Because i know you will (most people do!).

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Add a lil more spit baby, just dont spit on my ice cream!

So (deep breath in....then out) I seriously hate spit. I really do like when people spit and they hawk it up UGH! that makes me want to vomit i swear! and also when people talk and they get spit pockets in the corners of their mouths...gross. Like you can feel that shyt you really can, because i know I can!
So the count down has started to the start of my new job. Well I'm not really counting I just said that for right now. I'll be starting a new job in the middle of august!!! I'm really excited about this....seriously i am. so with a new job means a new place to live which means time to get serious and be and ADult (yes I meant to type that that way). I really don't wanna grow up.
Eh enough with that....i really wanna make some artsy friends. I love creative people like me I can truly be myself around them. I'm silly as fuck lol. but no really they think out of the box like me they love colors and random shyt. now come on who wouldn't want to be their friends? if you said no....ur a liar...a dirty, dirty, lair!!! I love people who don't give a shyt because deep down i really don't either. i HATE matching my clothes (i only match b/c my clothes sometimes embarass the people i'm with), and i HATE looking like everyone else. I strive to be different. My brother brought a friend home for the holiday's once, and i thought this guy was so cool, and pretty snazzy looking. he was a writer (I'm a writer too!) and he just oozzed with that creative emo/Bohemian/rocker/i don't give a fuck personae. But he wasn't interested....or I'm not sure. I'm a bit of a puss i seldom make the first move (unless I'm drunk, or really comfortable with the person).
So Sue my bff-fl/ summertime roommate is click-clacking really hard on her new phone (some touch screen phone) lmao she really going "in" on her texting (lmao) i just wanted to add that. i tried the touch screen thing but it wasn't for me...i don't always like complicated things. if i did I'd be a fucking math-ologist, or a science-ologist. but i'm not so fuck off (lmao)
Ugh okay one last thing. I think i might have IBS (irritable bowle syndrome). but according to my mothers it's just probably the large western sundae i had at work on friday (hay it was western day). So with that I'm furthering my belief that i am in fact lactose intolerant (Damn Cherokee Great grandmother...lol j/k. no really she was Cherokee.) so yeah anyway my stomach is still fucked i can't keep anything in i swear to I'm only eating bagels tomorrow at camp (yes i work at a camp) because i cant take this anymore i think i might die from the shyt soon (literally this shyt). Lmao this last portion really wasn't lady like but who gives a shyt that's me.
I have to go put my clothes in the dryer now so...
Good Night You Can Love Me Forever and Always (YCLMAF)...Because i know you will (most people do!).

Look up in the sky! It's a bird, It's a plane, No...It's God!!!

Hmph...Hay everyone, I'm Kat! So i picked this font (Verdana) over Georgia because I hate the name Georgia. It does nothing for me, it's way to plain. Ugh anyway I'm so damn sleepy right now, yet I'm up blogging. Whateve! It's my life right? yeah that's what I thought. i refuse to go into great detail about my days, that just tends to get boring...I think. But i will touch on certain aspects of my day. Like today for example this child today (I work with children) tells me "I just saw God" Me:"Wha?" Girl: "Yeah, God. Invisible God, you can't see him but i saw an outline in white up there." So I just replied with "Oh? yeaaaaaaa...." and i added a nod. Like seriously wtf am i to say to that? like "Oh yeah you saw God? well i saw a hooker giving a blow job" like idk, i don't believe the girl she a true space cadet. most of the people i have encountered lately have made me wonder where the hell they are getting the dope from and why i wasn't invited to dope party. Makes me feel a little left out (i hate that feeling).
So speaking of hooking, how does one jump on that business. Like can i google a pimp? b/c i need money, and yeah i know I'm fat but hay that works for some people....right? i believe it does, if not my past lovers have been missing 2 of their 5 senses (sight and touch). It's just like every time i turn around i have to pay something (i hate being an adult). i really just want to lose 50 pounds and marry rich, pop out some kids and spends my days doing fun shyt like photography, or knitting (I'm so serious). Whateve! It's just a thought...i guess, i mean i like sex and i just want to make a few bucks to pay off my loans and buy me shyt...
So I'm thinking i want a boy friend....or maybe not idk. i think i just might be bored...i get like that sometimes...eh i want some noodles. But i believe i have commitment issues, I'm a pusher (not the drug kind). I can make u hate me before u love me....shyt just happens that way idk why. My nose is killing me...I have some crazy allergies (I'm allergic to flowers, dogs, cats, and bull shyt). Ugh plus I have asthma (I'm a horrible speller), I'm just a walking time bomb, ANNNND my stomach is razzed. So i hope i don't sneeze to hard because I'm sure to shyt my pants...and that would be so far from cute...
Ho hum...I think I'm gonna shower now, but i think it's gross to get in the bed after you've been outside for 9 hours straight. Ya know it's just gross...then i think I'll get my ass in the bed...
Good night...You can love me always and forever (YCLMAF), because i know you will...