I got new sneakers - my shirt is definitely coming off

Oh, don't you worry my precious readers, not mine. That is a direct quote from the one and only bsto - blogger, confidant, all around shirtless wonder.

Arsenal 2-1 Hull. I sort of hope that Fabregas did spit at the assistant manager for Hull, cause yes, that IS what our club is all about Phil Brown. You got it right on the nose.

Things That Didn't Happen at Yesterday's Game, for $400 please Alex.

The only thing I'm upset about is that I wasn't on the field to roll around in Cesc Fabregas' spit...sadly, I'm not joking.

Good. Lord.

Speaking of Jeopardy, I had a dream last night that I was on the show, but for some reason I had already played in "Final Jeopardy" so I wasn't allowed to compete in the last round. I was very upset, but the question was about something that I wouldn't be able to answer anyway. Then, I woke up and went back to sleep after taking El Livi to school, and had a dream about the Jonas Brothers. They were supposed to play a show in Evanston or something, and it was canceled, so they were trying to teach me how to play to the guitar. And then we went to a Bears game. Cause obviously, when you can't play a show, then you teach Katie how to be musical and take in a sporting event.

FML

New York in three days! Separating me from this much-needed vacation:
- a paper due tonight at midnight
- a paper due Friday (almost done)
- an exam in Cultural Anthro on Friday

...sooooooo close to being done with this horrid quarter.

I am starting a tee-shirt making business. And by business, I mean I ordered some felt letters and I'm ironing them onto shirts to create ironic and witty fashions. Rawsome.


Final Jeopardy category for today? Elvis Presley

I don't remember the rest, but your mother's a whore

Currently reading: Visions of the Past (my anthro text. woof.)
Currently listening to: Genius playlist based on "Evil Urges" by My Morning Jacket
Currently craving: for Liv and her friend to please, please be a little quieter. Good lord those girls can shout.

peace, love, and silence.

-Blowfish