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I am Katie. I go to grad school or something. I live in Virginia. You are now bored with this autobiography.

This is my Twitter, where I am annoying in shorter spurts.

This is my blog of poems and prose I like.

This is my blog of food that I've made.

Ask me a question here.

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Posts I Like

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egberts:

i dont understand people who only sleep with one pillow

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“You want to feel shitty right up until the point where I take your dress off.”

— Don Draper

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kittydoom:

Samuel L. Jackson in Jurassic Park (1993)

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Wait. Somebody’s buying Tumblr? Must have been super impressed with the way the latest update made all images stop loading on the mobile app dash.

Killing it as usual, guys.

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“My kids just played Superfight and they loved it! They go to a game club on Fridays and some kids will bring game consoles, or laptops, some will...”

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Who I Follow

Today is 3 months.

Which means this is now my longest relationship ever. My mom sent me a $25 gift card to The Olive Garden. Sorry if you’re jealous of the party that’s gonna go down.

Things Found in my Locker at the End of the Semester:

SPF 80 Sunscreen
Someone else’s drawing of a Corvette
Box of Milkbones
A brick
A cup with stale brownie crumbs inside

You can obviously write.

At the last minute, they switched the professors who did our final first-year portfolio review today, from the professor who’s been making me consider dropping out to an art direction prof I’ve only had once. It doesn’t seem like much, but to have someone with fresh eyes for all of my work say this to me was the perfect end to my year.

Tomorrow is my last day of my first year of grad school.

PREPARE YOUR ANUSES FOR AN OVERWROUGHT AND BULLETED LIST OF FEELINGS

I am very picky about my Game of Thrones.

aseaofquotes:

Jacqueline Woodson, From the Notebooks of Melanin Sun

I’ve spent the past few hours writing poems about William Howard Taft’s mustache.

Grad school is weird.

“Why do you want a picture of this?”

“Because you never let me take 69ing pictures of us.”

The Grad School Finals Diet

Breakfast: hahahahaha
Lunch 1: the final scrapings of some free pulled meat (I want to say pork but I’m not sure) sandwiches in front of the business school
Lunch 2: three tacos at Baja because it was Dollar Taco Tuesday if you sat at the bar and looked depressed about your existence
Snack: a small order of curly fries split between four people
Dinner: half an Arby’s cheese, bacon and roast beef sub that had just been used as a prop in a photo shoot (and had thus been sitting out for two hours, soaking in its own delicious greases)
Pre-Bed Snack: a cold expired tortilla

It’s that Hair Crisis time of year again.

Short, medium, long?