Wait. Wait. This is not my hat.
I am Katie. I am a recent college grad. I live in Chicago. 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.
GPOY
You don’t know me. I could be a bandit.
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GPOY
Age meme? I’m 22. She’s 1.5.
I spent all day hurriedly making hundreds of overly specific coffee beverages for assholes, and then I went running for the first time in weeks. She scratched some shit up and managed to get her collar off. I’m not sure which one of us is more accomplished.
It’s 11:43 AM and I’m still in bed.
I was too lazy to lift my head up for a GPOY.
YESSSS! INTERNET!
What? It’s been a week, A WEEK. That’s one hell of a lot of discount home decor shopping and Friends watching.
(Why doesn’t Monica just sell the Porsche and use the money to help pay for the bigger wedding she wants? What’s wrong with me that makes this bothers me so much?)
Oh and Krista is here and stuff.
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