Saturday, October 27, 2007
The Howl kinda sucked. Which makes me sad because The Howl is the party I look forward too all year. Oh well.

This was us:

My costume kind of rocked the world. I was very proud of it. And people knew who i was supposed to be. So that was good.

The rest of the costumes were pretty much the same as every year. Sexy Dorothy. Sexy Strawberry Shortcake, Sexy Dumb and Dumber. Halloween has really become just an excuse for slutty girls to be sluttier. Luckily, thanks to 300, men have an excuse to walk around in leather underwear and capes and nothing else. For that I am eternally grateful, cuz rrrrrow.

Thursday, October 25, 2007
Oh Tony...No...
Dude. You're Anthony Stewart Head.

You were Giles. Rupert Giles! You were the bad ass british librarian that was a little too proper but could and would totally kick ass. Remember how every week you said "It's the end of the world" and kept a straight face and made everybody believe it? Remember?

You were on Doctor Who!

You're the Ballad Ghose in Tim Burton's Sweeney Todd.

You have worked with some of the most brilliant, off beat visionaries of our time!

And now this.

(May not be entirely appropriate for work)

I'm really honestly not terribly opposed to the movie. Tony looks pretty much like he's rockin what he's got to work with. It may be cool. Anthony Stewart Head in this movie is not what has me concernec. It's the fact that Anthony Stewart Head and Sarah Brightman are sharing a set with Paris Hilton. Seriously things are a little swirly when it comes to my sense of good and evil right now.

I need to go lie down.

Tuesday, October 09, 2007
The Dos Post
I have stories!! But first i'm just getting the disclaimer out of the way. Here's the thing, i do better with bloggerella here when I actually have something to say. Apparently that's a fairly rare occurence, so if I haven't posted in a long time figure my life is fine but boring and I'll tell you stuff when I have something worth telling you. This is one of those times. Two of those times actually. Lucky you.

Chapter 1: I'm Afraid

Remember "Tom"? No? Yes? If not, read this post. After that little event, things seemed to be progressing. "Tom" and I actually had conversations. They were small, superficial conversations, but they were still conversations. Then one of the ladies I work with mentioned to his boss that I was 24 and that he should date me because of my awesomeness. Then boss man says "Oh no. Katy scares him. She's too take charge." Enter rageful mid-twenty year old woman. I scare him?? I'm too take charge??? Are you kidding me? So I was sad for awhile mostly because of the ragey ragey rage that I was feeling and the fact that my very least favorite thing to hear is what I consider "Who Katy? No. She's too incredibly awesome." Does that make sense? No. I guess it could have been worse. It could have been: "Oh no. Katy scares him. And small children and dogs. That girl is ugly." So apparently I am the evil queen from snow white. Hot, but terrifying. Whatever! Whatever pansy man!! If you want to be scared of a super hot, independent, fun girl that's your own damn fault. Good day pansy man. I SAID GOOD DAY!!!

Chapter 2: Oh, I Got It. You Just Don't Know What To Do With It.

Last Saturday, the 29th, I went shopping in St. George (it's about 45 minutes away from Cedar). My friend and I needed some wandering and some retail therapy so we went to the mall. During our wanderings we came across a kiosk for colorevolutions. Make-up. We enjoy make-up in mi casa. Obviously we needed more information about the many many pretty and sparkly colors. Enter Giovanni. Giovanni is a 6'3" italian that is just plain pretty. At first I just thought he was doing salesman flirting but it felt like more than that. After I paid for my make up ($130 dollars...dude) Giovanni shook my hand, leaned in, and kissed me on the cheek. Then I got out of ear shot and squealed like a little girl. I figured I would probably never see Giovanni again and moved on with my life. I was wrong.

Last night my mom and I went back to the mall to find dress shoes for her. Then we decided to walk around in the mall some more to see if there was anything that was screaming for my money. We walked past the same kiosk and a different salesman tried to wave us down. I told him I already used his products but my mom got roped in by the suave man with the pretty make up. So I was standing there listening to my mom and mr. salesman when Giovanni came up behind me. This story could get very very long. While my mom was getting her makeover, Giovanni and I talked for about 45 minutes. We laughed, we smiled, we flirted, we talked and talked and talked and then he shook my hand and said he'd see me next time he was in Cedar City and I said "You'll have a hard time finding me, Cedar's not that small." Then he said "I guess I better get your phone number then." *SQUEAL!!!!* He even complimented me on my confidence and I said that some people think it's a bad thing and he said "I think it's incredible." *SQUEAL!!!* So I gave him my number. I don't know if he'll actually call me or not but that's not really the point. I really REALLY hope he'll call though.