what have i become?

trumpet!

Wed, 26 Dec 2007 23:30:15 GMT

I got my trumpet, finally.

Turns out it's REALLY difficult to play at first.

Oh well. I keep practicing my Concert Bb scale, and that will have to hold me over until I can find someone to give me lessons.

Yippeeeeee!

aslkfjs

Sun, 09 Dec 2007 23:37:59 GMT

I love waking up in the morning to the sound of this being whispered in my ear:
"Gutenmorgen, mein Schatzi. Ich liebe Dich."

I am amazed at how quickly I'm learning German.
Language #6! So much easier when your "Mausi" is always there to help you : )

mmm

Thu, 08 Nov 2007 07:14:36 GMT

Your short little friend here knows how the fuck to roast a chicken with some effing potatoes.

I have no qualms about saying that I'm going to be a kick-ass mother, maybe wife too.

But seriously, I can't even begin to tell you how delicious this was.
And I have 2 servings of leftovers!
Joy!
I love chicken.

:)

Tue, 06 Nov 2007 04:38:29 GMT

I bought a chicken today,
and I really can't wait to cook it tomorrow.
I have garlic and fresh rosemary,
and red russet potatoes to cook with it!
It's going to be a goddamn royal roast.

I just wish I wasn't only one person, and that I wouldn't be eating this alone.
Well... no. I'm okay with that, actually. Why?
LEFTOVERRRRS!

Also, I just receieved a letter today from my friend who is a baker in Finland and she sent me a recipe for allegedly the most heavenly bread ever. Does anybody want to eat bread anytime soon? Give me an excuse to make this. I almost never make bread.

Alors, ma mère m'a demandée de commencer à penser à ce que je ferai pour le Thanksgiving.

foooooood entry, much?!?!

Et aussi- Je suis assez sûr j'ai échoué mon examen français ce soir. Mais, qu'est-ce qu'on peut faire? Rien. Je deteste la grammaire français! :(

History.

Fri, 02 Nov 2007 05:52:41 GMT

You know what?
History is fucked.
Absolutely fucked.

Ever since I've been working in IR, and since I've got this free Netflix trial and have been ordering war-movies by the masses, I've just become more and more depressed about humanity.

It's a shame really, there will always and forever exist both good people, and "evil" people- whether it be intentionally, inherently, or not. No matter how hard everyone else works for peace, someone will always show up to unravel all of the work put into achieving it. Always.

Seriously, consider history. There have always been villains, and yes- sometimes they are stopped, and everyone takes a step back and says "Wow, that was fucked up. I cannot believe we allowed that to happen. How could that have happened?" And then somehow, somewhere, the same dark characters keep re-appearing. In different time periods, in different countries, over different conflicts. They will always return. The Romans. Napoleon. Hitler. Franco. Castro. Bush. All of the bullshit that is going on in Burma right now (and yes, I absolutely refuse to address it as whatever the fuck god-awful name the junta fancies calling their absolutely disgusting enterprise.)

I'd like to blame power, which- quiet honestly, IS a bulk of the problem. Human beings simple cannot hold power without going corrupt. Has there ever been anyone in power who hasn't done wrong? Ever?

You see, the people who work so hard to achieve peace- no, they are never in power. They aren't even interested in having it- because someone who is truly at peace with themselve and the world has no need for power. The very state of being & existing is just fine enough. Human beings just cannot have power without becoming evil. Power is a disgusting thing. It's really a shame that it exists.

There are so many GOOD people out there, too. Pouring their heart and soul and all of their time and efforts into trying to find peace- or at least to get a bit closer to it. The U.N., for example. Can you imagine? With all of those people, all over the world, working nonstop... and still? Forget it. I'm not saying that we shouldn't do anything... it's great that everyone who is on the side of Good (as opposed to Evil) is doing what they are doing. I can't even imagine how dire and hopeless the world's situation would be if it weren't for those who tried. But it's just very depressing to know that there will never, ever, ever be world peace. It's just completely impossible. It really is.

Today I attended a conference on the Nuclear Arms Race. Here's a perfect example. It's terrifying how many countries possess nuclear arms. And, if you knew the quantity... you would never be able to sleep at night. It's a horrifying thing that they even exist. Did you know that during the Cuban missile crisis, Cuba had over 130 nuclear weapons on land, and another 60 or so floating around in submarines near the coast? Did you know that? Do you have any idea what 190 nuclear weapons could do? It could destroy the entire world. THE ENTIRE WORLD. And that's just one country's supply. And a small one, at that.

Again, think. The entire world. Destroyed. And for what?

But you know what? We'll never be able to eliminate all of the nuclear weapons out there. There are people whose lives are dedicated to figuring out a strategy for everyone to safely get rid of them, without putting their security in danger. Just try and think for a second about how hard it would actually be. USA- okay, give up your nuclear weapons, you really don't need them. What? Us? Fuck, no! If we get rid of them, then we're just begging to be attacked. And you can imagine the same response from every other country who is prompted to consider getting rid of their nuclear arms.

I really do hope that they can figure out a way to do this one day, but I'm doubtful.

Again, I'm not saying that we shouldn't try. I'm very glad that people are still trying, and will always try. That's really important. I just wish that evil wasn't an inherent quality of mankind. I wish that these villains would stop coming back, time and time again throughout history.

Mais, qu'est-ce qu'on peut faire?

Wed, 31 Oct 2007 00:09:35 GMT

Dear Thai Peanut Noodles,

Why are you so delicious?
I love you.
Mmmmm.

-Kristin

Ahem.

Tue, 30 Oct 2007 03:00:10 GMT

I wrote a short story today to submit for a student publication, and I could use some advice with editing- and pronto. I've gotta submit it by Oct 31st (this Weds)

It's "fictional" but... well, it's based on reality.
Therefore, I am reluctant to share it here,
as it holds a very dear spot in my heart.

Kathryn, Elena, Jon- do you have time for editing?

oh noes

Wed, 24 Oct 2007 00:17:07 GMT

I think my 20/20 vision is rapidly deteriorating.
Every time I go to use my peripheral vision, my head spins and I almost fall over from dizziness. Which is partly why I've felt so ill lately... I'm constantly nauceous, just from moving my goddamn head or my eyeballs. Seriously, what the hell.
So, yeah. Great. Now I have to go to the doctor, and my mom (Carla the RN!) says I'll probably end up having to go back to the neurologist, because it sounds to her like signals are getting all screwy in mah brainnnnzz. Oh health problems, you couldn't bear to be away from me for very long, could you?

On a happier note, I am hoping to get this bad-boy in a month or two:

Also, I'll probably get my third tattoo sometime in November. I have successfully come up with an idea, locked it in a vault for over a year, took it out, and decided I still wanted it. And I'm totally fucking excited for it. Yessssssss!!! Reliable navigation at all times!

Deerhunter.

Sun, 21 Oct 2007 23:35:39 GMT

Does anybody want to come with me to see Deerhunter tomorrow night in Brooklyn?

They have been my band of choice lately with the moody atmosphere that comes along with fall weather. I love the fall, and I love music that matches it as well.

Agghh.

Sat, 20 Oct 2007 06:38:59 GMT

plz & thk u.

Fri, 19 Oct 2007 06:05:00 GMT

Why hello, livejournal audience.

Well, this semester has been kicking my ass because it's basically all grammar courses in Spanish, French, and Latin, which is fun, mais la grammaire français est vraiment torture!!! c'est trés trés difícile... (yes I know it's the wrong accent, but I don't know how to make the one that goes in the other direction. deal with it)

But who cares! There is much good news to report.

I recently landed a KICK ASS job at this international relations organization, which is basically my dream job. I get to dress fancy, go to conferences about important worldly issues, and speak in Spanish, French, and Icelandic. Yes, my boss is randomly from Iceland, and boy oh boy did I impress the pants off of her when I started rattling on in Icelandic. I guess it's not very often that you meet an American who can talar svolitla Íslensku. I'm just effing FULL of awesome lately.

uhhhmmm Halloween is coming up, and I'm going to be a mime, which I'm really REALLY excited about because mimes are SO annoying. :)

I went on a date the other day (yes, a real date!) for the first time in probably 4 years. We saw the Darjeeling Limited, which was wonderful. BF is pretty wonderful too, but it's weird to write about that because he has livejournal too and he is probably reading this and if you're reading this, Mr. Friedman, you should know that I blush when I think of you. Like I am right now. I forgot how nice it can be just to hold hands with someone. Hahaha, it's so weird hearing myself say these things, I feel like a little girl... so unlike myself. Cap'n anti-romance (but secretly a hopeless romantic at heart).

But, as usual- life in general is awesome for me. I'm such a happy person since this summer. It must be annoying to constantly read about how happy and how awesome my life is all the time.

I am thinking about possibly taking a trip to Europe for my birthday during my break in January, but I don't know to where. I was thinking Munich of course to visit my best friend foreverrrr Nicky, and his now ex-girlfriend Iris, as well as Max and everyone in Vienna as well. Well, I don't know now, Nicky & Iris broke up so Nicky won't be there, Max and I ended our relationship when he moved back to Germany, and I don't know. I'm thinking maybe I should go visit my friends in France and get some real practice on my accent because it's pathetic. And maybe Claire could drill me on my grammar because it's fucking awful. So, Germany or France. Decisions, decisions. Or do I just wait until I'm studying abroad next summer? No, I want to go somewhere for my break. Fuck it, I'll fly into Munich, see everyone for like a week, and then train it over to France for another week and then come home. Yeah, probably. I miss the whole Germany/Austria crew so much, I really do want to see them, even though my darling Nina is coming back to NYC in February (exclamation point!!!!). I cannot wait to eat ice cream with her again.

agh, I really should go to sleep. Blah blah blah ramble ramble.

Zach Condon

Thu, 27 Sep 2007 06:56:36 GMT

Ummm... BOOYAH.

He was so nice! I think it's funny that over a year ago I was blabbering away about how awesome he is, blah blah. And now, look. He's got his arm around me. Ohhhh yeahhhhh.

It felt good to meet my idol.

Sat, 08 Sep 2007 06:43:21 GMT

I'm pretty sure I've outgrown this as I haven't even checked it in weeks.

Well, I've moved to the lower east side of manhattan.
it's awesome.
there is a bowling alley, gym, swimming pool, AND game room in my building.

I have a german boy who sends me loving text messages and calls me "ma cherie" and means it because we both speak french and can speak it to eachother when english fails us.

i'm immersed in language classes and couldn't be happier. tearing apart languages from the inside out is what i've always wanted to do.

so is sleeping, so i'm gonna go do that.

hope everyone else's lives are wonderful!

-k

life

Mon, 16 Jul 2007 04:06:53 GMT

Hello.

Life is wonderful.

This summer is so amazing. So amazing that I have no time for the internetz. Which is great.

Last night my brother sent me a series of text messages:

"I just want to remind you that i really do have the coolest sister on earth. I really mean that. Joe and I are talking about our sisters and I realized that the way you always forgave me for being such a mean brother pretty much taught me all i know about unconditional love and that it does exist. You were blessed to be one good ass person with a seriously good heart and I love you to death. I know that's random but you deserve to know, i think about that all the time"

Aww, sibling love letter much?

It made me really happy to read that, though. I wish he had wrote it in a card instead of uhhh a text message.

If you want to look at photos of my summer so far, you can view them at this link:
http://www1.snapfish.com/thumbnailshare/AlbumID=160747523/a=18722175/t_=18722175

I think that works, if not, I'm sorry.

Here is one picture to tease you:

Much love,
-K.

Thu, 14 Jun 2007 04:41:27 GMT

OH COME ON ALREADY.
stop being so cute.
fuck!

Sun, 10 Jun 2007 09:12:54 GMT

i love zach condon
i love my couch surfers
i love beer
i love drunkenly cooked stuffed french toast at 4am
i love everyone else who is a couch surfer
especially matteo from italy who likes cuban food
WHY am i still awake
i love the summer
yayyyy alcohol

Brooklyn.

Sun, 03 Jun 2007 21:54:09 GMT

I will be moving into this apartment at the end of June if all goes well.

ZOMG.

my future bedroom

my future bedroom again

ummmm bath tub?!

kitchennn

biiiig open space :o)

sitting area..?

because every good bar should have an owl.

rooftop. plz note fusball table in the lower right-hand corner.

So, whachu think?

Fri, 01 Jun 2007 05:40:25 GMT

"every time i see an adult on a bicycle,
i no longer despair for the future of mankind."
- h.g. wells

Man, I am getting so excited for the summer.
I am bringing my bicycle back to Astoria,
potentially moving into a sweet-ass loft in Brooklyn,
having two couch surfers from AZ next week,
tons of concerts this summer (many of them for free),
life is good.
life is SO good.

eep!

Mon, 21 May 2007 22:19:44 GMT

Tomorrow I go on the table and under the knife.

Wish me luuuck!
although, like my brother said to me earlier today, I hope that luck isn't really a factor in this.
Wish me a skilled surgeonnnn!
or something.
Whatever.
bring me ice cream starting Thursday.
kthxbye

Sat, 19 May 2007 05:43:12 GMT

If you're thinking about seeing 28 weeks later...
...just... don't.

Don't even bother.
The movie was hilarious, as most zombie movies are, not that they are meant to be.
And the ending?

GIVE ME A BREAK ALREADY.

'twas a good night though : )

Sometimes

Wed, 16 May 2007 04:52:04 GMT

Sometimes I feel like the world is just too big and I get worried that I'll never get to see everything I want (need, rather) to see.

hungary

england

scotland

ireland

iceland

france

spain

belgium

the netherlands

germany

switzerland

italy

poland

estonia

russia

finland

greece

So on and so forth.
I can't take it! I have to go! I cannot stay put for much longer.

Shit.

Tue, 15 May 2007 05:24:28 GMT

Earlier tonight, my father was riding his motorcycle when he skidded out on a turn and fell. He's okay. He screwed up his ankle pretty badly though, he has a fracture I believe. I'm not really sure what the hell happened, I just spoke to my mother on the phone and they are on their way back home from the hospital upon which I will get the full story, I suppose.

...I don't really know what to think. I guess you just figure these things will never happen to people you know. Like, why on earth would my father fall off a motorcycle? Nah, can't happen to him. Well, surprise. It has. I'm just so thankful that it wasn't anything serious.

Fuck, that is scary.

Beirut

Fri, 11 May 2007 03:21:35 GMT

Here are my pictures
::swoons::

fucking love the tatts

not again!

Thu, 10 May 2007 03:02:31 GMT

piss drunk,
our stomachs aching from laughter.
spinning each other round and round
our mouths crashing together
in a fit of lust and giggles
wait, what's that noise?
oh, fuck. my alarm.
yet again, it was only a dream.

omfg.

Wed, 09 May 2007 14:32:54 GMT

I just had THE BEST dream about Zach Condon.
Last night was amazing.
Seeing Beirut, and then dreaming about them.
Here's a picture for now, more to come later.

I am so in love with him. And I can't wait to edit out that guy in the background.