preach it, liz lemon

"but i'll tell you what i do want: i want someone who'll be monogamous and nice to his mother. and i want someone who likes musicals but knows to just shut his mouth when i'm watching lost. and i want someone who thinks being really into cars is lame and strip clubs are gross. i want someone who will actually empty the dishwasher instead of just taking out forks as needed, like i do. i want someone with clean hands and feet and beefy forearms like a damn disney prince. and i want him to genuinely like me. even when i'm old. and that's what i want."

-liz lemon

amen, sister.

katie k.

"He's the guy in the Burberry shirt."

A sad thing happened tonight. Something that may change the course of my life henceforth.

I was very excited to enjoy a fun girl dinner with Sarah and Anna at Bento. If you know me at all, you know that I LOVE Bento. It is by far my favorite restaurant in Tuscaloosa, and I eat there almost once a week. I'm there so much that I said hey to my usual waiter from there when I passed him on the Quad one time. I would gladly swim in a pool of their shrimp sauce.

So needless to say, I was pumped to catch up with my friends and eat some yummy teriyaki chicken dinner. I love every component of this meal. I devoured the house soup and ginger salad as soon as they were placed in front of me. I grew increasingly frustrated though as Sarah's sushi arrived, and Anna and I were left waiting for our dinners. Finally, the waitress brought our plates. As she set them before us, I immediately noticed a problem. In place of the delicious, salty noodles that usually lie between the rice and veggies was... edamame. I hate edamame. My face falling, I asked the waitress if they were out of noodles for the night when she informed me that the owner had decided to REMOVE NOODLES FROM THE MENU ENTIRELY. As reality set in, I pushed the green, furry beans to the edge of my plate and ate as usual.

As I got up later to go to the bathroom, I passed the restaurant owner in his Burberry shirt. I stopped him and introduced myself as a faithful customer who has brought him a great deal of business through the years. I expressed my extreme disappointment about his decision to 86 the noodles. He muttered some excuse about time efficiency and number of employees which I barely listened to. My anger turned to sadness as I realized his decision was final. I didn't bother threatening not to come back because we all know that would never happen. So I asked with one last glimmer of hope, "So are the noodles really gone forever?" He replied with a simple, "Yes."

I returned to my seat and defeatedly finished my fried rice and chicken. I offered my edamame to Sarah. She declined, leaving the steamed veggies cold and lonely on the plate. I hope it was worth sacrificing my noodles, Bento owner guy.

Feel better soon, rooms!

Katie K.

So, thread the light...

I think Twitter is contributing to my inability to blog. There's something challenging to me about trying to consolidate my thoughts/complaints/observations about the world into 140 characters, and I've gotten so used to this practice that I don't quite know what to do with the freedom that is the gaping white of a new blog post. But I hate it when people apologize/complain for never blogging, so I'll move on.

I find myself again in Amelia Gayle Gorgas library studying late into the night. I studied for two hours and only missed 2 questions on the practice test. I think that means I should be ok, right? Right. It's hard for me to believe how fast this semester is flying by. Things that used to seem like vague events on the horizon are hurtling toward me with their practicality and permanence. Whether I'm ready or not, things are going to change. And if you know me at all, you know I don't handle that particularly well. My mom still tells the story of when she had to pull over on the interstate between Atlanta and Birmingham because her petulant five year-old (me) would not stop kicking and screaming because she didn't want to move. Not much has changed. Sometimes when I think about the change thhat's coming, I want to kick and scream and just pull over, but then I remember the way it feels when change becomes normal. And that's one of my favorite things. Sometimes I forget that I ever lived in Atlanta.

I didn't mean for this post to be so introspective. On a lighter note, this semester has been wonderful thus far. I just love the freedom and relaxation of the Spring. I'm still busy but it feels different from the oppressive frenzy of the fall. I'm eager for the summer.

Tragically, I recently found out that the Wizarding World of Harry Potter doesn't open until June. I'll be in Orlando in May. ONE MONTH! Oh well, at least I'll get to spend a few days in the most magical place on earth.

This one's for Spence,

Katie K.

non sequitur

Apparently my rooms has taken some creative license with our blog. I don't even recognize this place anymore. I suppose that is my own fault.

Words with Friends and Twitter have taken over my life.

I attempted to take the CrimsonRide today because I was cold and ended up taking 37 minutes to get from AXO to Riverside.

I have embarked on the saga that is "Buffy the Vampire Slayer." I may never be the same.

Vienna sucks.

That's all I got,

Katie K.

oops

today, in the simple effort to help liz out with Haiti Benefit Concert responsibilities, i accidentally placed an order for approximately $1000 worth of publicity posters. thank goodness for sweet Office Max employees who call to confirm your outrageous order. much to the dismay, i'm sure, of the Office Max company, i only walked out of there with $45 worth of flyers.

sometimes i worry about how i'm going to survive in this world.

happy birthday blog!

i am happy to announce that january is doublebirdstrike's birthday! our blog has officially been with us for one year. oh the things we have done and the places we have been over the past 12 months...

here is a very abbreviated array of pictures from the fun that has been had...

us in north carolina on the way home from a fantastic trip to mallie's mountain house

us at the chi omega initiation party... no longer pledges!

sightseeing in new orleans... ato formal

again formal in new orleans... only now after a long night out:)

sb 2009

carnival in vero beach, florida... again from our spring break trip

on our way out to climb the silo... brave souls

after a summer of separation, back together again at the axo bid party

and then at chi omega the next night

navigator hoedown... fall 2009

merry christmas from the katies!

thanks for all of the memories.

success

...in more ways than one.

roll tide!