hail the conquering hero!

HELLO BLOGGING WORLD! guess what time it is? (don't look at the what time this was posted thing either. guess) wrong! it's six bloody thirty in the morning! you must be thinking "Kate, why are you up so early on a long weekend?" Answer, I'm not. because "being up" implies that i woke up this early. I've been awake since 10:30 thanksgiving morning. From midnight till 6 a.m. i was working Black Friday at Things Remembered at my mall. you can feel sorry for me now.

Allow me to explain this experience to you (while i'm still exhausted and it'll probably sound funnier than when i'm sleep sober!)
First, i drive up the parking lot. and there are a BUNCH of people. Two lines waiting to get in at midnight. So I creep around to the employee entrance and a security guard says "Who are you with?"
Me: "uh. . . Things Remembered."
Security Guard: "Who's your manager?"
Me: " uh . . . . Sarah Campbell."
Security Guard: "ok." *opens door and lets me pass.*
My thoughts: What the heck? Is it that bad that I have to have a secret code to get in here. what kind of people sneak into the mall on black friday. (crazy people that's who). Turns out mall employee's let their families in early. Cheaters.
So I helped my boss open the store (my feet smell really bad! thought you'd like to know that. I just realized that as I was typing.) the store is quiet and peaceful. and then.
midnight.
there is a sudden rumbling sound coming from the direction of the entrances.
It's begun.
The best way I can explain this is with a video. 

Sarah and I decided that this is what the zombie apocalypse was going to look like. (I like how i go back and forth from being too lazy to capitalize my I's. next i'll give up on spelling.)

So people shopped and were crazy and then when i had to pee around 2 a.m. from my Monster energy drink! i saw the Hollister store. You know those really sexy Hollister models on the bags that are sucking face with the other attractive models. Yeah, they were standing outside the doors in shorts and nothing else. Huge pecks, yummy biceps, perfect abs. (The more tired i got the more attractive they became.) it was rather degrading to think that this is what our society has come too. But from a store that literally has two people making out on their bags, I can't say i'm surprised.

And. . . . that's all i remember. there was a lot of Monster going around and a lot of peeing, cause my bladder is the size of a pea when it comes to caffeine. BED TIME NOW! if i can. that second Monster hasn't exactly worn off yet. which is why I'm writing this blog post. . . I'm really dumb guys.

don't go shopping on Black Friday. It's dumb and all the employee's secretly hate you. the only shoppers i love are my friend Angela, Chandler, Erica, and Kaylynn. For coming to the mall at 12:30 to make my day a little brighter. I love you guys!

Some considerable time later.

Once upon a time I got a job! HORRAY!! I now work at Things Remembered in the South Towne Mall. yay! I can engrave wonderful things. Mom (i know you'll read this eventually) your Christmas present is going to be awesome!

Also I have birthday money still. Guess what I'm getting.
This. 
If you don't get it, don't try to. Point is its awesome. Thanks Emily for introducing me to the awesomeness of geeky t-shirts! We convinced Katherine Ellis to join the Wheel of Time cult. I'm so excited.

In other news my new book from Australia has arrived. Further proof that I am in fact  a HUGE geek. I guess I can't be angry with my brother for describing me as so on his mission. C'est la vie. I'm cooler than the average geek. Not sure why, but I am.

Not sure why I'm even posting today. I'm so BORED! i don't know if I have work today or when this week. . . .And my boss won't tell me. Downside of living with your boss I guess. Wow that could be kinky! Good thing she's a girl. . . . Kinkier. Well there are no relations between me and my boss. She lives in my basement. She's like a Goblin or something. A really funny, crude, Bones obsessed Goblin that I love! Even if she pisses me of when I'm PMSing.

It's a hot chocolate/D.I. kind of day!
TO THE PANSIE MOBILE!

*insert clever title name here*

Guys! Guess what I learned today! not only did somone in Maldova read my blog, but I have 18 page views in Russia! that's right, Russia! So to my dear Russian reader(s).я тебя люблю That's I love you in Russian. At least according to Google Translate. I apologize if I am wrong Russian viewers. If you're Russian and reading this, you should follow my blog and comment on your awesome life as a Russian in the feedback. I'd be super excited to hear about it!

In other news, I'm a legal adult now. So any older men that want to. . . never mind. Suffice it to say I'm not jail-bait anymore! and lemme tell ya, it was the best birthday ever! who doesn't want a surprise party with an Audrey Hepburn theme? losers, that's who!

So, it's been a while since I blogged. You know what that means?

Ok that little picture took a lot longer than it should have. oh well! its cute!

What shall we do it on? lets see! Let's talk about pet peeves.

I'm a usually very laid back person. not a lot of things really drive me totally crazy, but the few that do are highly irrational and have no business being in my brain.
1. I hate it when people don't signal. I don't sometimes either, but when you're on a busy street with lots of people its just courteous   (and legal!) to signal. Its really funny when people signal left then suddenly go right, i mean really? WTF?

2. You know on the microwave when you take something out before the timer rings and it goes "please press start. please press start. please press start." on and on? I hate that. More than anything else in the whole world! ask my mother she'll tell you. I can't handle it! how hard is it to press clear so people rushing out the door to school can look at the microwave to check the time without seeing those stupid words! This makes me QUITE PEEVED!

3. . . . i can't really think of a third one. i'm pretty laid back and calm. OH! stupid people. but they don't bug me so much as they amuse me. It's wonderful. they just make you feel smart don't they? 

PAYBACK TIME

First off, a message to Kate.

You have a couple of unpublished posts that seem finished, is that intentional?

Also, I changed your post editor to the new version, because I was quite peeved with the old one. 

Second. 

I miss you. 

All of you.

Thirdly.

I don't really have anything to say except

SUCK ON THAT!!!

(also, my teeth are like... ridiculously white in that photo... weird)

Remember Remember

It's the fifth of november. well the sixth now. But who cares?!

My friends are the greatest! Best surprise party ever! I love them all. I will post pictures soon (seeing as how its 1 a.m., or 12 if you're going to start day light savings, and the only reason i'm not in bed is that i can't find my book.)

I just had to share this with the world. (or all seven of my followers)

Fmylife.com

Today, I turned in an overdue English assignment at college. My instructor accused me of plagiarism, writing that my sentence structure was "TO" good. Seriously? FML i don't blame him. I love stupid people, they make me happy.

A Picture's Worth a Thousand Words

Blogger Challenge Day #4:
A day in pictures. And what better day than Halloween?

Emily reading The Davinci Code in Psychology.

Me, reading Wheel of Time in Psychology.

Hannah dressed up as Little Red Riding Hood Princess Laya.

This is my Math buddy Logan This is our math teacher. Being Professor X.

dressed up as Wolverine

This is why math is fun again

What happens when you leave me alone with paper during class.

Psychology. You're not always evil. I <3 (less than three) Plato.

This is how I dress up for Halloween! Remember Remember!

******A note worthy note from the author *******

I got an email from Utah today inviting me to an application seminar. This is what it said, and I quote,

"The purpose of U Apply Day is to make your application process as easiest as possible."

Guys. I think this school needs me. And just more english majors sending out it's emails. Pathetic.