Lucky?

I walked out my door this morning only to be greeted by a very brave Praying Mantis that was clinging to my screen door. I stopped to take a look at her (I'm guessing since she was pretty big) and said hello. I dispise insects, but praying mantis are just cool.

So as I was contemplating the shamanic ramifications of my little encounter, I opened the trunk of my car and heard a screech of tires and a crunch of metal. I turned to see the after affects of a white truck side swiping a little SUV on the corner of 9th and Salem...about 50 feet from where I was standing. I waited to see if people got out of their cars and if someone had a phone. I didn't actually see anything, so I didn't stick around for the cops. I still made it to my morning math class on time.

Hmm...PTB intervention somehow?

My brain hurts too much from these last few days of classes, so I'm gonna chalk it up to good timing...I wasn't there to actually see the accident and therefore I didn't miss the crutial info I got at class today.

I Got the Belly Dancin' Blues

Oasis Dancers Wabash Landing Performance August 2007

Balancing a stick in the glaring August sun. Yeah, I had a major costume malfunction, so I had to wear the veil on top to keep from flashing the audience my mismatched bra and blackbody suit top under a white choli...never dance in something you have not practiced in first..NEVER!

Me and a Riq...my new favorite drum. I'm actually getting quite good at it. Yep, those sculptures are columns of dolphins swiming and birds flying around. They make cool shadows, but don't do a darn thing to block out the sun.

Kat Lebo, our director, Zen Drumming.

Serious expression Huh?

Belly dancing in front of books and a great bar...what more could you want out of life?

Purdue Survivor tonight on NBC

I survived my first day back to Purdue!!!

I had a 7:30 am Trig class and an 8:30 Botony class. Both went pretty well once I found the classrooms. Of course I am the big doofus for forgetting to put the location of my classes in my Morter Board schedule...I had to call into work and have my assistant read off my schedule to me...ya know the one I didn't bother to make for myself. There's nothin' like sheer panic at 7 am to make you regular.

The PTB were smiling (or taking pity) on me today. As I was walking back to my car, the skies started to get dark. I got into my car, closed the door, put the key into the ignition, and the heavens fell from the sky...40% light showers my butt! I drove to work through the torrential downpour and thanked the PTBs for waiting till I was done with classes for the day. All those thousands of students running around without an umbrella on the first day of school...he he he!

Going Red

I need to dye my hair again...getting mousey. I've been black for a while and now I feel the need for a red of some kind. I may even cut my hair a few inches...gasp!

Gotta figure out what shade will work...

I wish I had the patience to curl my hair like this...

Check out this very cool Red Head website! http://www.dougbarber.com/red/

Work in Progress...

The apartment is coming along nicely...I still have too much crap, but I'm slowly finding places to stick stuff. My phone only gets one bar in my living room, so I've been missing some calls...ack!

I'm in uber prep and "holy crap what did I forget now" mode...life's been entertaining. I've got too much rattling around in my head, so I'm stepping back and eliminating levels of stress. I may go hermit for a bit till I get used to the new Purdue schedule. Once I realize it was NOT a mistake to take 15 credit hours and try to work 30 hours a week, I may come back to some of my more social events.

Breathe in Pink ...Exhale Blue.... :)

Sweet Liberty

"You could go to the same bar, see the same people, and do the same thing, or you can lick the Liberty bell. ...sometimes you just gotta grab life by the crack and lick the crap out of it!" -Barney from How I Met Your Mother.

A Little Blasphamey to Getcha Goin'

I don't know who these guys are, but I so want to go find a crucifix and do this in front of it! "YMCA"

Done with HPB...Yeah You Know Me

I finished the Latest Harry Potter book. I'm up in the air about it still. The last ending worked for me, but there's so much more that could have been explained. Want more crack!

It's done and I'm good with that. Now I can't wait to see that final Hogwarts scene done on film...that should be Lord of the Rings epic if they do it right and the actors don't completely give up on making the movies just yet.

Revenge of the AC Unit

the ongoing move saga...

So here I am in an apartment that does not have central air and this week they are predicting temps over 100 degrees...and ya'all know I'm a big pus when it comes to being hot. I decided to buy a window AC unit last week. I went online to price shop and came across a nifty Kenmore model at Sears and they have this buy online and just pick it up at the store thing. All was well and the guy even put in my trunk for me!

Since I was on that side of town, I stopped at Sam's Club and picked up an adjustable metal bed frame. It did not want to go home with me! First I had to coax it out of the box some moron was gracious enough to put under the shelf that held the matresses. I wedged it up and out just far enough for the end to fall right on my big toe.

Rocco: Fucking... What the fuck. Who the fuck fucked this fucking... How did you two fucking fucks... [shouts]
Rocco: fuck!
Connor: Well, that certainly illustrates the diversity of the word.

A few explitives later and alot of zen breathing, I hoofed it up again to put it in the cart. It would have helped if the cart did not try to run away! At least it didn't land on my foot. Third times a charm and I got the fraking thing in the unruly cart. The rest of the visit to Sam's land was me dodging stupid humans who apparently could not see the big ass long box sticking out of my cart and proceded to run into it an slap themselves silly...it took way too much willpower to not giggle with much sadist satisfaction. The dumb fucks had the audacity to look at me as if I had some lordly power over their oblivious little universe. Oddly, the jousting pole of a bed frame submitted to being shoved into the back of my car with little problem. It even bunked nicely along side the AC unit...I've been keeping an eye on it for signs of some kind of post event Scorpion like revenge.

Back to the AC unit...you know I seem to remember when you bought things, pulled them out of the box, plugged them in and they worked. Not anymore. I had to read the directions...which were apparently written by stoned howler monkeys by the way...just to figure out how to set it up. Of course I actually followed the directions and put the side wing acordian folding things on backwards. I didn't find this out till after it was in the window. I don't know which pissed me off more, the sweat dripping into my eyes or the fact that I had to pull the heavy ass AC out of the window again. There's some fraked up irony when its too hot to continue putting in an AC unit.

Luckily my bed was under the window and the AC unit was new and not all nasty. I took the eight screws out and switched the side panels...of course they did not fit as well the right way...and I had to fight with the eight stupid things and try not to puncture the vinyl. So OOPA goes the AC back into the window...my window ledge is brick so I'm relying on gravity and the force of the window to hold the little bugger in place. There was some mention of brackets and bracing and some silly nonsense...fuck it. Luckily, my windows are wooden, so I just screwed the vinyl wings right into wood...he he he...it's "goin' fuckin' nowhere...Where you goin'? Nowhere!" -Detective Greenly - Boondock Saints

The stupid thing has a remote control with two speeds...giggles maniacly.

Boondock Saints Quotes

Me the Tool Man Taylor

I trashed the old alien aztec deco glygh couch and bought a pretty black futon with no arms and a nickle (not crome) metal base. Arms on a futon for me equals broken toes when it's open up to a bed.

I got to Wallyworld and they finally had the futon I wanted, but no one was around to help me out. After waiting ten minutes for the furniture guy, the cell phone guy took pity on me and brought me a big cart. I wheeled this big honking thing up to the front also hauling my other cart behind me. It was an adventure in dexterity...I luckily didn't break any displays. I got this big box out to my car...a small 4 door saturn...and had the pleasure of figuring out how to get this thing home. Unbelieveably I had no cutting instruments with me. Joe had broken one of my mirrors in the move, so I took a broken chard of glass and cut the white plastic strip of the box...mind you it's 90 degrees in August humidity and I'm in the parking lot sweating like a pig with broken glass cutting into a box...nothing weird so far...

After freeing the box from its plastic bondage, I ripped open the big munukin' box. I took the tied up futon matress and jammed it into the back seat...so far so good...then I heaved the base box out of the bigger box and slid it into the trunk. Now I have this big ass box to somehow fold up since of course I can't possibly throw it away since there might be a return factor in there somewhere. So I'm folding and whacking and stomping on this thing like a psycho until I beat it into a size small enough to fit into the car. Must be smarter than the packaging!

I get the sucker home and open the box to find the destructions...mind you my living room is still a disaster and there is not enough space for a full size futon...we will worry about that later. I'm huffing and puffing and turning occelator fan on me so the sweat will quit running into my eyes...I need to get a do rag man! The directions say it takes two people and hour and a half to assemble...HA! It takes one stuborn pissed off virgo three hours to put this fraking thing together. So I spent the next three count them three hours putting together this fraking futon. I better be christening this thing in soon!

It's so pretty and comfy....now.

Now I Have Seen Everything

I shit you not this is not a joke. There is even a quiz on the back of the box to find out if you are a crazy cat lady...You can buy this on EBay! Crazy Cat Lady EBay Link

I know what I want for Christmas...a Crazy Cat Lady Action figure... she's even posable!

My New Multiverse Website

Ok, so I'm not the most html savvy, but I found a site that does most of the programming for me. I finally got it to a respectable point and I welcome all of my faithful viewers to take a peek!

Kat's Multiverse Website

I have included pages on Reiki, the Oasis Dancers and Drummers info, my belly dance classes, and my SCA stuff. I will be expanding later on my neuroscience studies and exotic feline notes.

Enjoy!