Ah, the cottage! It's stinking hot up here like Ottawa, but the difference is I have a giant lake as my swimming pool! I'll probably go for a swim after I type this blog, of course I don't exactly have any wearable bathing suits so I tend to just go in my clothes, ah the carefree days of summer!

Across the lake they are getting all ready for the Canada day celebrations for tomorrow. This of course consists of a bunch of white hick people strolling up and down one tiny street where people sell things. At night they actually put up some pretty good fireworks, which we watch from our dock. The only problem is I always get eaten alive by mosquitoes, unlike phil, who appears to have natural bug repellent built in. I debated perhaps kidnapping him so he could ward them off but then I decided a can of bug spray and proper attire might do just as well.

Don't have too much more to say. Oh tomorrow neary make sure phil doesn't look at any women and take lotsa pics of hot guys for me...yes phil that should even the odds MUAHAHAHA. Curse you stupid movies with ugly men!!!

Off to swim, happy early canada day!

kate

Well today has just plain sucked. I woke up at three in the morning, couldn't get back to sleep and was all anxious. So i decided maybe since I'm wide awake I'll take another shot at that origami rose I have been trying to finish. Well apparently sleep deprivation and anxiety don't mix when trying to figure out what bloody fold goes where! I kept at it for like half an hour and eventually gave up having made no progress, I'm not kidding. Problem then was when I tried to go back to sleep all I could think about was folding paper.

Finally I gave up on sleep and went downstairs at around 5 and just watched some mindless cartoons...well it was actually the magic school bus. Ms. Frizzle turned the bus into a spider and showed the class what good trappers they are! Anyways, I spent the rest of the morning feeling like crap, couldn't eat, and when I did I ended up praying to the porcelain a little while later.

I then somehow had to go to an appointment with an oral surgeon about my wisdom teeth. He was an hour late and essentially said I have four teeth to come out, when can we book? So we booked it for aug 30th and left with one minute to spare on the meter. Came home ate some noodle stuff and now I'm just crashing.

Alas, that has been my exciting day so far, I'm very eager to see how it can possibly end! lol

kate

Alright, you would have to be legally blind in both eyes to not notice I have made a few new changes to my blog. The other layout was restrictive and plain annoying, so I have toned it down a bit.

What I have so far has taken me the better part of a day, because it is mostly trial and error when messing with HTML code. I've added some new features like my link of the week as well as the quote of the day, among other things. It's still not completely finished, but it's getting there.

kate

Grr! I'm mad at everyone! I'm mad at myself! I'm killing this stupid blog. Too much thinking, where is the off button? I am officially not going to talk to anyone ever again!

Bah humbug!

"He entered the territory of lies without a passport for return. " - Graham Greene

"Whoever is detected in a shameful fraud is ever after not believed even if they speak the truth" - Phaedrus

"A lie can run around the world six times while the truth is still trying to put on its pants" - Mark Twain

Rembrandt.

Samson Betrayed by Delilah

Ohh....my tummy. Feels like I have the stomach flu or something, but like a mild case. Haven't been in the best shape since friday night/sat morning (phil if you gave me your malaria...)

Anyways, I'm up at my cottage but I'm coming back home tonight.

I have decided I totally hate the lay out of my blog and am going to scrap it all soon. Though funny story about my blog. See I couldn't exactly write anything for a few days because I apparently had forgotten my user name. And it turns out I did in fact remember it, I just spelled it wrong when I first created the account. I'm a smart one at times...

Now since most of my friends have up coming tests, I want to wish you guys the best of luck!

- k

Picture Pizazz

# 1 I believe this was about a crazy week phil had

Why hello friends, or creepy strangers! lol I have just discovered the feature where you can upload pictures from home, so I dug through my archives of badly drawn pictures and decided to throw a few on my blog for all to see. You may notice most of them involve phil being drawn badly (sorry phil!) but you can't say I look much better. Oh and you can click on them to enlarge.

#2 Yes, Phil again

# 3 I don't even want to describe this one # 4 Yeah, this seems normal

Well, that's about all I'm going to post for today, just remember, peaches look safe until you choke on the pit

- k

Night time adventures 2

Alas, I am dirty once more- in the littoral sense that is. I spent the day digging at dirt and gravel so I am covered in mud and junk. I can't exactly clean up because my sister is having one of her hourly showers, so here I wait.

Last night I went out with philly again. We went downtown and had some caffeinated drinks and eavesdropped on people's conversations..okay maybe that was just me. Later we walked and talked and ended discussing a wide variety of topics. It did start to rain but somehow when those you care about are close by, you never get cold.

It was fun. Hey she's finally out!...wait no...she's back in...and back out, I better take this chance to clean up before she showers in another hour. Take time to relax everyone!

- k

Floating on air

Ah, good evening one and all! The weather is great, my tummy is full, and I am in love! What more could one ask for? Oh I'd like to thank Phil for finally signing my guestbook. I now have a count of 3 whole people who have signed it (my ultimate goal is 5...if I'm lucky)

Don't have too much to say, oh! except I'm going to start adding little ratings under the books I read this summer. I'm currently awaiting The Davinci Code from Neary since she has been kind enough to lend it to me. But don't expect me to pop off books in a couple days, I only tend to read a few chapters before bed, unless the book is really gripping and I read on into the night.

I hope all of you had a splendid day, and enjoyed the beautiful weather.

- k

Buenos dias mis amigos,

Ah grade nine spanish you serve me well. Hmm..what should I recount in exciting katie news. Oh, I went to see Mr. and Mrs. Smith last night with my good pal phil. Though I must say when we arrived I was rather scared. It was like someone had dropped off an entire group of high school kids and ran. They were everywhere! Terrifying really. But we got in and got our tickets and all was well until I noticed the tickets were for The Perfect Man *shudder* just typing it scares me. So after jumping the nice sales lady, and getting her to change them, we finally got all settled down amongst the teenage hormone cloud. Fourteen minutes and thirty seconds later the movie started (I was beginning to think the commercials were the movie!). You could tell there was an age difference when Brad Pitt came on, and 40% of the girls started to excitedly murmur and giggle.

The movie was pretty good. It lacked a couple plot things here and there but overall it was good.

I actually had a pretty good night, and would have liked to stay out longer had I not been stupid and told my mother I would home a little after 12. Though it's not like my parents would be strict, I think I have a curfew of 2:30 at the latest. Past that I'll start to get speeches of the safety of night time. But if you say you'll be home around a certain time you damn well better be home then. lol, it was kinda sad I had to even turn down phil's offer to grab a bite to eat. I realized in bed I should have taken him up on it, because my tummy sure was a grumbling.

So, yes that was my exciting night, I survived the hillary duff scare, avoided the teenagers, and had a good time!

- k

I should have stayed in bed

Man what a day. I wake up freezing because I've left the fan blowing on me all night and my window was also open. I try to go back to sleep but at that moment the very loud truck delivering all the crushed rock we need arrives and noisily dumps it on our driveway - there goes my sleep. I go to scrounge for breakfast but no one has gone shopping. I am forced to chock down this wierd oaty cereal stuff I found in our cupboard.

It is thursday, in other words cleaning day. I began to clean the house but because I got up so late everybody just kept making more mess. I quickly gave up and went to go transplant my beans because I had planted them all too close. That was an unpleasant and dirty experience but I eventually finished.

My family finally evacuates the rooms and just when I start cleaning, my dad needs help measuring the height of the wall. Fine. I finally get back and am trying to separate the floor attachment from the vacuum cleaner hose, but it won't budge. Being royally pissed by this time, I wack it hard with my wrist, you can guess who won...not me. So my wrist hurt, I had no food (lunch consisted of some crackers) and my dad needed help again. As I'm helping him, my crazy neighbour from last week drops by and asks me to mow the lawn next door. grrr, I say. (well perhaps with a few explicatives)

Great, I'll mow it, finish cleaning the house and run. Not a chance- enter the phone repair man. I open the garage door to get a vacuum attachment, as I'm ready to kill someone, this man appears, no repairman suit nothing, and is gibbering away in some strange accented english. I'm sure I just stared at him blankly, in my pyj's, still half reaching for that vacuum part. Luckily my dad was near by and sorted the phone dilemma out.

I eventually got the lawn mowed (i had changed by then) finished cleaning the house, and shoved some kraft dinner into me, before I turned into ultra crazed katie.

Why you may ask was this day even worse? Well, right now I am so off the scale hormonally its crazy. I am three days late (no chance of pregnancy dirty thought people!) and apparently, if it doesn't come in a timely manner the normal rage/quick temper I experience right before just keeps building. Yeah, so when you have a day like I had, you can understand I literally was seeing red. Then again most of you don't believe I have a temper.

So, now I am sitting in my room, no longer angry...must have been that magic kraft dinner, and perhaps the fact that we have high speed internet back. But seriously don't come near me! I'm like Mt. Vesuvius. I look safe and normal, but really I'm a bubbling volcano of rage!! MUAHAHAHAHA

ok, that's enough complaining for now,

- k

"Love is the wisdom of the fool and the folly of the wise." - Samuel Johnson

Collecting spy data

Wow, there's someone who checks my blog page like every two hours with a windows XP Platform, but as you all may notice no one leaves a message in my guest book! Actually, I am sadly the only one who has signed it...twice. I'm kidding you don't have to sign it, I just like collecting data on all those unsuspecting people. I like the one who checked it five time between three and four. Sure it could have been more than one person, but I'd like to think I have a secret admirer...actually that's creepy.

- k

I'm still mad.

*yawn* What a waste of a day. I spent the night feeling sick to my stomach, got woken up by my mother who had decided to go to the lake, and me the idiot decided to stay behind. Why you ask? Well I was thinking about going to Erin's party but now I'm not sure. Still don't feel so hot...possibly cause I've been eating pure crap lately. baaa, life is stupid!

- k

I'm melting...meltingggg

Ahhhh, this humid muggy weather is killing me. Bllaaaaa. Hmm. lets see I finally did meet up with dear Philippe, we strolled, talked and drank LARGE drinks (yes you heard me Phil) But I must say the best was the bus ride home. There was no air conditioning, the bus was full enough and the people just stunk! So a stinking hot bus with equally stinky people was not a pleasant experience, and I had quite a ways to go. The worst was when we stopped at hurdman for like 5 min...the air was so thick and hot one could barely breathe! But I made it home alive.

Today I actually got together with neary. Of course even after getting explicit directions as to which driveway belonged to her, I still managed to miss it the first time 'round and had to drive around the block. Somehow we both made it back to my place where we watched Kung fu hustle. It's quite the movie I must say. Apparently a little violent for my mom's liking...oh how she hasn't seen Kill Bill...actually that's not bad at all come to think of it.

Hmm..that's about it, I have to go help my mom with her student recital tonight, it'll be tres excitent...

- k

Night time adventures

Well, I must say I've had another fairly eventful day. I cleaned the house and ate a popsicle (but it was in the shape of a spaceship, which makes it cool!) I'm going out in a little bit downtown with Philippe. We seem to be having a miserable time contacting each other, but I think we finally got it settled.

- k

Mowing Misadventures

Okay, maybe the last entry was a bit harsh, but I was bored and guess I needed to get it off my chest. Things aren't that dreadfully bad, I'm just a little unhappy at the moment...possibly due to hormonal imbalances...
Anyways, I shall now regale you with my fun experiences mowing lawns. See I have an elderly neighbor beside my house who is selling her house. To make it look good, they obviously need the lawn mowed fairly frequently- that's where I come in. I mow the lawn about once a week, and get paid 15$ (I originally refused money but I was threatened into taking it)

This is all well and fine, but it's the crazy neighbor on the other side of my house that kills me. This woman is horribly anal to the tenth degree, and is always in people's business. Now she has been taking care of the elderly nice lady, and pretty much arranges things like lawn mowing, so we won't have to bother the frail woman. Again this is all fine, until you realize that I get these fun phone calls from crazy lady. Yesterday, she phoned me, inquiring (that's the nice term) when I would mow the lawn because you know it will have been a week tomorrow, and we can't have it get mowed a day after that. And then she proceeds to tell me the best times to mow it because it might rain. Then I get advice to mow it after noon because the grass might be too wet and it goes on. She apparently thinks between 1 and 3 are the ultimate best times to mow it, after that giant purple dinosaurs come running out with chain saws and take after you.

Of course I know already about when the grass is dry enough to cut, and so on I have been doing this for years...But apparently I am to bask in her great wisdom she is giving me. This is from a woman who when she goes away asks us to water her plants, but beside each one is detailed hand written instructions. We are also given strict rules about her paper and mail.

Either way that's just one fun aspect of the story. The second one is the actual mowing. My lawn, back and front, has easily got to be twice as large as my neighbor's but for some reason her lawns take me twice as much time to cut. It's a little like an obstacle course, you have oddly placed trees, gardens, a for sale sign, and it's all slanted, so you need twice the effort hauling the lawn mower around. The back is even worse. It's like this giant overgrown garden, and she has this little standing bird bath thing that hasn't been cleaned in years, so it's a perfect breeding ground for mosquitoes. I feel like I'm in the Vietnamese jungle when I mow back there. So by the time I am done mowing her lawns, as well as my own, I am ready to go crazy (possibly undiagnosed jungle fever).

Oh and today there were all these wormy things hanging from the trees, and for the longest time I couldn't figure out why I kept getting covered in webbing. Until I looked around and saw all these little green worms hanging in mid air taunting me. I'm kinda scared as to where the worms went after I ran into their stringy stuff...

So there's my story about the fun experiences I must go through once a week...I can only wait until next Tuesday when I get another phone call and the fun starts all over again.

- k

P.S. Don't you think the picture in my last blog looks like Phil...well prior the gym workouts

My life story

Dear lord how I am bored. I figure this is probably one of the worst times to get reacquainted with old friends. I swear everyone is busy. Phil, bless his heart, works all day and then has to attend night classes. Neary, mysteriously is always busy...I'm betting secret spy stuff...shhh. Casey is always dancing or schooling. My biking buddy has no bike. What has happened here? It's like someone is playing a cruel joke on me.

So here I am stuck like a prisoner in my own home, staring blankly at the walls, hoping someone emails me back or spontaneously combusts. Though, I have put myself in this rut. I don't know when it started, but for the longest time I wouldn't let anyone into my life because all those people would eventually leave. There was emma, with whom I was best friends with forever, but she changed schools in grade 4 and we just couldn't stay in touch. There was Julia, but she moved to Alberta around grade 6. For boys Robert and I somewhere along the line stopped being friends, as well as the Barnes boys who moved to Australia.

Now there was of course the original, unbreakable 5 altavista girls. Me, Julia, Kristina, Serafina, and Carmel, but once we hit high school, we all changed dramatically, and now I'm really not close to any of them. Well, I remained friends with carmel, since I was one of the first people she met when she moved to Ottawa in grade 4, but of course, we started growing apart and Bam! She moves to B.C. So I think around grade 6 I stopped being as social, and started slinking off into the shadows of unsocialdom.

And now in retrospect, I've realized that all the friends I had(minus the three mentioned in teh beginning) in high school were just "school friends" as I like to call them. They were the ones I knew enough about that if we were sitting near each other in class we could be best friends, but when the year ended it was goodbye and so long. This technique sometimes backfired of course and people mistook me, being friendly, for me being their super bestest buddy (aka leslie), so I learned how to give the impression that we were good friends, but not good enough to do things on the weekends. Actually I never did anything with any one on the weekends because it was my break away from all these people.

So as I exited high school and started university, it took me damn near three months to realize one of my biggest problems was that I would go to class and come right home afterwards with no one to talk to. The spare time I did have between classes I would spend alone in the library (yes pathetically sad I know). I luckily made a few new friends, but it still couldn't replace the hole of a mispent life.

I did of course make many new friends at work , but after hell broke loose, I had to distance myself from anything that reminded me of that horrible shit job from hell (still a little sore), so I stopped talking to all the people I met which has helped a bit.

This is why after much thinking, I have decided not to lose the friends I have now. And I must say I have some spectacularly good ones! Neary is an angel, Phil is my hero, Casey...well she's just Casey...and who knows how many more I can have if I just take the time to be at their mercy for once. However, this is where the cruel joke comes into play. I'm willing to try so hard to keep my friends...but they are always too busy. They are doing exactly what I would do to people (not on purpose mind you) and never be available.

It's actually a bit frustrating, it seems I need to expend an awful lot of energy just to do something silly like get together and go shopping or watch a movie. Tv makes it look easy, you call up your girlfriend, ask if they wanna come over for a movie and popcorn, they say yes and it's nothing. In Katie world it's never like that.

So I get stuck sitting here, staring at the wall thinking about stuff I can do alone. You think it would be easy for me...I've done it all my life, but it seems extra hard I guess with 4 months off. I've started to grow some exciting beans and carrots in my backyard. I've been reading a lot. I was thinking about buying a cross stiching kit, just so I could fill my time. Might start playing the piano again. I dunno, I guess I'll have to think harder.

Well, that's the excitingly depressing life of Katie for today...maybe it's the weather..

*sigh*

hope your lives are more thrilling than mine

- K

Pixie's pooped

Well, I'm running into day two of trying to set up a blog, and frankly I'm sick of it already. HTML code gives me a headache, but I have managed to add a guestbook, and a counter to see if anyone actually visits my page. So far the counter is at like 23, but that's because I kept having to see how my changes in the code would turn out. I think perhaps I'll leave my blog be for now, if you have any suggestions for improvements please feel free to keep them to yourselves!

- k

Day One of Blogging Insanity

And so the blogging begins...run for your lives!