Up too late once more...

Last night I had one of those horrible "awake" nights. You know, the kind you get where no matter what the time is, how many books you have read, or how much you-tubing or facebook stalking you have done you still just cannot manage to feel sleepy? Well this was me last night. So around the 11:30pm mark I pop in disk 1 of Sex and the City season 6..always a winner, bound to make me snore in a heartbeat.

No luck.

Smashing through those episodes like a well rehearsed dance I finally insert the final disc all a flutter ready to watch the final episode..some thing about Carrie moving to Paris because her older "lover" Aleksander (a grumpy arrogant Russian artist for those uneducated)has a solo art exhibit there. woo hoo. entertainment at it's finest.

3am: Katherine Elizabeth is still awake...and not only awake but returning to the main menu in search for special features..come the frick on!

So today I awoke slightly groggy from a crappy sleep filled with dreams of unfulfilling story lines and Smith Jarred...Samantha Jones I blame you.

One thing that did catch my attention though was Carrie's annoying yet damn catchy way of ending every scene of her typing on her laptop in her apartment, framed by her window and I couldn't help but wonder, when it comes to life and over-budgeted American TV shows, when does our reality stop and there's begin?


That sentence had no valid point whatsoever except to illustrate the basic structure of Carrie's writing style, something hopefully already picked up on by the more devote SATC fans.

I won't lie ..I love it,when I am home sick it is my medicine, Dr. Phil can't help me with my problems and no matter how many chandeliers I am offered Oprah just can't get rid of my sniffles. But Carrie, Miranda, Charlotte and Samantha...oh my, they do the job everytime. I'm sorry to those of you out there who were hoping I was an intelligent person with an actual life..I must dissapoint you, because like all other females over 15 and under 65 I will be lining up on May 28th to get my hit of what those crazy cats get up to next.

15 sleeps to go...

Sincerely,

Katherine Elizabeth

Foolish disasters...

It has happened..your author has become a victim of alcohol related social misdeeds.

It all began with an innocent invitation to partake in a friends birthday celebrations.

"Oh what fun we shall have" I thought as I began to mentally piece together my comfortable yet stylish winter night time outfits, assessing the appropriateness for the venue of choice.

I was seduced by the warm halogen lights in the bottle shop on my way to "pre-drinks", the shiny bottles glistened at me as if they were winking a skanky little nod of approval for my poor taste in beverages.

Upon arrival to pre-drinks I noticed I was already entering that unfamiliar town of the drunkard east donnie. The breaking of an oven door (not by me) only minutes after I had my first slice of pizza secured the tone of the evening on all accounts. So off to the city we trot for a night of "well mannered frivolity"..? Not quite Professor McGonagal, not quite.

How I momentarily relished in being hit on by 4 different strangers. The novelty however soon wore off once and I began to remember why I detested being single back when. Although I will make note that much to my happiness and I'm sure the happiness of females around the world that PICK UP LINES ARE DEAD! woo wooooooo! yeah! Now it appears the common style to just randomly dance up to a girl while making odd tribal grunting noises? I won't lie, at one point I was seriously close to turning around and having a beyonce-esque booty shaking seizure right up on one of them just for shits and giggles...I restrained...bummer though in hindsight, I'm sure it would have been awesome.

So far too many drinks later after a few hours of rekindling old high schools friendships a tad more firmly through the art dancing and butch chanting and cheering for shots I make my way home...via Swan street (alone) via Polly's via taxi ride with three angels.

The true disgrace is yet to come. Mothers day the next morning? "So what?" I think to myself "I'll totally be fine by then!"n

Suffice to say I was not in the slightest bit fine..Sorry for the early morning present Mum..I'm sure it really brightened your day! Amidst a sea of foggy memories of the night before I cling to one in particular which comes attached to the title of "total humiliation" ...but I shall save that conversation for another day!

With a much smaller headache than yesterday I leave you,


Sincerely,

Katherine Elizabeth

This last week..

It has definitely been an interesting one..as noted in my last post I graduated...very exciting indeed. I have also come to terms with my saving (or lack thereof) for my trip, made positive movements towards my brand spankin' new website and most unfortunately spent hours at the John Fawkner Hospital. My Nonna has been really sick..as in "lost 8 pints of blood" sick and the whole family rallied together to sit around feeling anxious for a while. But never fear all is well...she is stirring fit and back to her sassy old self! Recovery will be slow but she is a firecracker who will no doubt be giving it back to the nurses in no time..which explains my lack of updates quite sufficiently I think..


At the moment I am reading the most amazing of books..My friend Emily has been writing a novel and if it isn't just that! I feel so fancy reading a book that a friend has written..it inspires my little fingers to get on typing! She will most definitely be making oodles of dollars from her little brain child someday very soon which makes me smile big-lots

Another thing that made me smile huuuuuge was a lovely little sundress I purchased the other day..oh so cute, I intend to wear it while strolling through the cobble stoned streets of Paris.

This evening I am trotting over to one of my travel buddies "crib" to "hang"..there have been some interesting developments including big issues and little tanties...or big tanties over little issues...much the same really...yet off I go ..involving my self in other peoples problems as I so often do whilst attempting to fix things...when will I learn...your nose won't get bitten off if you don't shove it in there in the first place!

I really am so unwise...I'm sure I will start to appreciate the severity of my unwise-ness over time...what a dull and un-fulfilling post for you to read...oh well...ner ner! It's all I have in me today.

Until next time...which I presume at the moment to be tomorrow,

Sincerely,

Katherine Elizabeth

oh gosh!

Well this is getting very exciting indeed!

My brains taste buds are tingling with the eating up of all the awesome things I have seen over the last few hours. The research has begun, the hard-core, in-depth investigation of all things lovely and creative and pretty and tasty is leaving me numb with glee!

I have spoken to a web designer (conveniently a good mate) and we will be meeting at some point soon to compare ideas and business goals for the concept. I have been assessing the vast and plentiful competition..which gives me feelings of both doubt and hope but I am happy with my ideas and hopefully you will all love them as much as I do...more hints as to the nature of this beast when I know myself!

(9 weeks and 6 days until departure!)

Sincerely,

Katherine Elizabeth

Lightbulb moment..

For those of you who read the last update you will recall a spontaneous silly throw away reference I made to making this blog my passion, for those of you who didn't read it, I am waggling my finger at you and thinking "Tut tut tut"!

It did make me think though, and last night while lying in bed it struck me..

why not?

Two simple words that caused a greater fear and excitement to surge through my body than the time at the Black Keys gig at the Palace when I swore Dan looked right at me..

I'm a rather opinionated person, I have loads of interests and I am already a member of rather large amount of social/culteral newsletters and websites, so why couldn't I strive to take this to the next level forming my very own commentary of all the things I love around the world?

In 11 weeks I leave for Greece, the first stop of my European Misadventure. So this is a formal invitation to the open house party that is my mind and my life. Please feel free to inform your friends that I will slowly but surely find a way throughout all of my little ups and downs to entertain and enlighten them with the "hots" and "nots" of each little town I visit, the very beginning to my cultural guide of the world!


Athens meets My Imagination
Date: 5/07/10
Time: Dusk
Address: Right here

I look forward to seeing you all there.

Sincerely,

Katherine Elizabeth

What to do?

I know it has been far too long between posts but my mind has been somewhat preoccupied over the last week. Do any of you out there ever find yourself staring off into oblivion in the middle of the afternoon wondering "What the hell am I going to do with my life?"

Well for me that seems to be everyday lately, I sit out the back at work reading and such only to have my brain interrupted at random intervals with the daunting screeching sound of my proposed career coming to a blinding halt before it has even started.

Next week is my graduation ceremony, I get to wear the one-size-fits-all robe and the snazzy little motor board that makes even the petite-est of ears look like Mr. Spocks and as much as all of this gives me a nice warm and fuzzy I am horrified of that goddamn piece of paper. As soon as the random significant academic of choice hands me that degree it will become official, I will be a university graduate working a casual job in an industry that has nothing to do with her degree. Sure I am saving to travel (like all good stereotypical 20-somethings sponging off the luxury of still living at home) but honestly..how long can I continue to fool myself?

So I am throwing it out there universe...CAN YOU HEAR ME?! Good...because I will endeavor to only ask this once (repetition may occur)...

WHEN ARE YOU GOING TO SHOW ME WHAT THE HECK I AM GOOD AT??

According to all the self-help gurus that keep appearing more and more on my beloved day time tv shows "Everyone is good at something, find your passion and make it your life"....Bullshit..

I find that I am good at many things not just one...unfortunately so is nearly everyone else in this city...so how do you stand out? Do I even want to get into the entertainment industry anymore? Should I find out before my graduation..I'm sure my lecturers would love to know if they wasted 3 years on me..hopefully not...maybe I should try and find a lovely financial backer for this blog..I could start advertising my favourite web-comics/magazines/movies etc. Who knows, maybe one day you will see a Frankie banner across the top of an official "Katherine Elizabeth: Social Commentator" website...

But..for now, as always I will remain doing what I do everyday.

Trying to take over the world!

No Pinky not that..just writing my blog and doing very average everyday stuff like most people.

Sincerely,

Katherine Elizabeth

So..here's the dealio

For the last few days I have been starring at my computer screen (mostly in my brain because I haven't had it physically in front of me) trying to figure out how the hell to write a "more about me" style blog. Not daily wanky drivel but an actual insight as to what I am like as a person...

Apparently part of me must be disturbingly in love with myself because I am assuming that you would even find a blog related entirely to myself as interesting...

So for this entry I drop all use of the third person, no pretentious views on my surroundings, just a few notes about myself for the one avid reader I have..big cheers out to "Audrey"....Emily look I gave you a code name...feel special?

I shall begin with the statistics...I am 21 years old, living at home with my relatively functional mixed family. In the eyes of the law I am "single", however I have been dating the most wonderful boy for just over 2 years now and I feel like noting that he is rather spunky. I am currently in a position of casual employment at an ice cream shop, a catering company, and quite a good university in the Melbourne CBD.

Besides work and love and family, the largest thing in my life (this year) is my journey over the big blue sea to the land of beer, chocolate, museums, cultural events and Harry Potter.

That's right...I am going to Europe

I leave in July and will be away "discovering myself" for four months, luckily I will be traveling with three of my most lovable lovelies who thankfully will be able to tell me when I have discovered too much of myself...no one needs to know that much about myself I'm sure..even myself..how often do I use the words me/myself/I?? TOO MANY TIMES!!!


It is currently 9:50pm on Friday night and I quite seriously have come to a complete mental blank and I cant be bothered finishing this poetically..I am tired...I have been working lots...leave me alone with my poor grammar..

Sincerely,

Katherine Elizabeth