CatKalMeg's Journal

I've been saying this for years (and I am old enough to be allowed to make that statement): Life is silly. I have searched for a word and that is the best one to describe life and that's it. That's the one. I was on the phone this morning with an academic adviser and she informed me that the conversation we were having was "silly." I suppose it was. She didn't really want to believe the things I was telling her. All of her questions seemed like ones I would ask an adviser, or the registrar. We don't have great administrative powers here, we just aid kids in fleeing the country.

I feel as though I should update for all of my fans out there, but I never know quite what to say. I suppose I could tell you news happening in my life...but there really isn't any. My life is rather mundane. I could tell you about the annoying guy at work who keeps using the same worn out joke about me watching soap operas on the television that shows us the "international news" (this is the lame justification to getting a tv in the office) every time he shows someone new into the office. He left the country for a while. It was a nice break. I suppose the guests don't realize that the joke is old, but I do and so should he. I put the television on the Disney channel as mini-revenge, so that the next morning when he turned it on, cartoons were running amuck instead of serial killers and rapists. That caught him off guard a bit, and our relationship has become more amiable as a result. Or I could tell you how Mike and Tim schooled me in Super Smash Bros. last night. I still can't keep my buttons straight. What can I say? I could tell you about my adventures in Christmas decoration or the ongoing quest for cleanliness and unexpired milk. But I won't. I will say that between the Starbucks coffee at work and my other half (Megan) being a slave, I mean shift lead, at Starbucks, I am getting quite spoiled and am unsure of whether I will ever be able to go back to other coffee ever again.

I may get to see Tiffany in a couple weeks and this is exciting to me. I don't know whether it will be in Austin or Dallas at this point. Any opinions either way?

Current Mood: contemplative

Recap of thanksgiving.
Built a barn.
Popped a wheely on our ATV, completely on accident of course. haha.
A giant 600 lb pig showed up on the back porch, and hasn't left since. One of the horses has befriended the pig, and they are now inseperable.
Ate way too much (obviously)
Got head butted in the butt twice by a miniature horse and got knocked over.
Worked a really big drill.
Yeah, it's a bit different out there than in Dallas...haha
Kal

Current Mood: accomplished

You Are Changing Leaves

Pretty, but soon dead.

Current Mood: crushed
Current Music: Autumn Leaves

You fit in with: Humanism Your ideals mostly resemble that of a Humanist. Although you do not have a lot of faith, you are devoted to making this world better, in the short time that you have to live. Humanists do not generally believe in an afterlife, and therefore, are committed to making the world a better place for themselves and future generations. 20% scientific. 60% reason-oriented.

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Current Music: Yes, Jesus Loves Me

Pick up lines:
Hi, I make more money than you can spend.
Do you believe in love at first sight, or should I walk by again?
Do you have any raisins? No? How about a date?
You know what? Your eyes are the same color as my Porsche.
When I saw you from across the room, I passed out cold and hit my head on
the floor...so I'm going to need your name and number for insurance reasons.
If you were a booger I'd pick you first.
You make me melt like hot fudge on a sundae.
Hey baby, you've got something on your butt: my eyes.
Are you religious? Good, because I'm the answer to your prayers.
Baby, you're the next contestant in the game of love.
Be unique and different, say yes.
Before you run, I am not a freak.
By the way the light is hitting your eyes, I can see myself in them, and
damn, I look good!.
Did you hear the latest health report? You need to up your daily intake of
vitamin me.
Your lips look so lonely.... Would they like to meet mine?
You are a beautiful girl, you have probably heard all the great pick up
lines, so why dont' you just tell me the ones that worked so we can get past
all that....?"
And my personal favorite "oh baby, I promise you I'll never need Viagra."

Anybody have any good ones? I'm running out of ones to use when I go pick up chicks in bars.

Ok so Dr. Phil's son has decided to attend SMU. So apparently on his show...the "Dr. Phil Show," Phil and his wife Robin have a 7 minute and 36 second segment about empty nests because their youngest son has left for college. There are a couple of shots of our campus. Unfortunately for his son, anyone at SMU who did not happen to catch this short a little over 5 minutes of fame can now download the clip at www.smu.edu. It is and has been the number one item under News and Events. I guess we had to move on from Judge Miers sometime. Sigh...oh, and Karl Rove was here a few weeks ago. Rumor has it, his son is looking to attend SMU also. President Turner didn't meet me on the steps of the administration building when I was a prospective student. How strange...

Current Mood: I know too much...

Thank you Kaleena for putting together a fantastic birthday surprise.
Thank you Megan for helping her.
Thank you Catherine for helping with the cooking.
Thank you Adam for playing grillmaster.
Thank you out-of-towners who attempted to come.
Thank you to the drivers during the scavenger hunt.
Thank you those who came and stayed for 10 hours.
Thank you to those who came whenever you possibly could.
Thank you swimmers of the frigid ice pool.
Thank you for anything done to earn my fake money.

Thank you for making this birthday so awesome!

Sincerely,
Megs

Kaleena told me yesterday that I seem busier than I did when I was in school. This is possible. Luckily, none of my things have homework.

Current Mood: here