Wait. Wait. This is not my hat.
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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My son has a girlfriend.
That is all.
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(Some of your replies to my posts lately have me thinking I should clarify something I don’t really want to talk about: Pablo moved back to...
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Reasons I wish I was from The South
- Saying y’all all the time.
- Grits
- Sounding sincerely polite and friendly while being a bitch.
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I accidentally bought Oreos with birthday cake filling
life is hell
trelvix Asks:
katefeetie Said:
I support death. I think we should all do it once. It’s just not fair otherwise.
In non-death terms? Nah. Once in a while, when you’re at that stage of Googling “should I give up on him,” he comes around.
trelvix Asks:
katefeetie Said:
Ugh, Jutland? I never get to inherit any cool pieces of land.
I’ll take the German part, but I won’t touch the Danish bit, because I don’t understand Danes that aren’t Great or covered in powdered sugar.
I sincerely hope that at some point, I have passed or will pass you on the street, and didn’t or won’t even know it. Maybe you even overhear me and Kelsey talking about Dublin or fruit or penguin farts.
That seems, to me, like a perfect New York experience.
