Hello there, this is Katana, also known as Kat in some circles. I'm your friendly neighborhood twenty-two-year-old illustrator/writer whose sarcasm is second to none and harboring the ability to verbalize the parentheses in stories. I drink coffee and draw like an addict and am liable to get you into things that I like. Currently the wielder of a BFA in Illustration and a minor in English.
Questions? Comments? Death threats? Feel free to PM or message me in some iteration. I'm always around, you just don't know it.
"Some of the great artists of our time started off by doodling in class. ...Maybe. Oh heck I dunno."
- Miss Anonymous
That Piers's power cord went dead again. Yeap. Except this time, the thing just stopped working in the sense that it would not build a charge. It'd sustain one, but not actually charge the lappy. Boo.
Luckily that one's under warranty, so I shipped it on Monday. It got to the place today and I'll hopefully have it back next Monday or so.
And before anyone says "motherboard", I'm convinced it's the power cord, not the motherboard. See, it'd have to be bent a certain way to work, and now the bending trick has ceased function, so yeah. Pie.
In the meantime, I'm living off of the old laptop (my mom's) and the basement compy. There are problems with both, mainly speed and wi-fi reliability (compy). But it's better than nothing.
Gah, been a week since I posted. I've really had nothing to say, but in retrospect that's kind of a lie...
The Point of Geekout
Attention all of us who go to Movie Sign or if you just like bad movies or something of that sort. Or if you're just going to be really bored on August 20th.
On the aforementioned date, the dudes of RiffTrax - Mike, Kevin (Servo), and Bill (Sci-Fi Syfy Sci-Fi-era Crow) - are going to be doing a live riffing of the notorious 'worst movie ever made', Plan 9 From Outer Space. But here's the thing - they're doing it in a theater in Nashville, not over the internet. That live show is going to be beamed out to theaters simultaneously (except for you losers on the west coast; that'll be tape delayed). So in other words, it's going to be sorta like MST3K...in a movie theater.
Here's the site for more info, and off to the right you can punch in your zip code to find a theater airing it. I'm pretty sure you have to buy tickets in advanced, so good luck with that. Ironically, August 20th is the day I move in to my dorm. Am I coming back? Hell yeah! The sophomore junior kids are already excited, and I'll see who else I can drag along...
The Point of Work
I had another trifecta weekend because I picked up the Saturday shift due to Cody breaking his wrist. Boo.
The whole weekend was kind of a dud. Whereas Friday we pulled off over a hundred orders (which is where we want to be in the very least), Saturday was horrifyingly slow and last night was like, a nightmare. Saturday, however, I was left on my own, since Maggie, who was supposed to bus, randomly needed the night off. So we dragged in one of the dishwashers, Alec, and I trained him. In retrospect, it was a good thing Saturday was slow, because it's hard to train when it's busy - when you're by yourself. When me and Maggie were trained, there were two bus kids and then the trainee.
Last night was so bad we were scrubbing down the microwaves and cleaning every available surface...But that's the way it goes, y'know? Got the good ones, got the bad ones.
The Point of Insomnia
I don't think it's really insomnia, but I have not being going to sleep until at least 4 in the morning. I wake up between 10-12, though Saturday I woke up at 12:50 and was annoyed at such. Sometime last week I didn't go to sleep until 5:30am, and only because my dad wakes up at that time. Hurr.
The Point of College
In exactly one month, I'll be moving in to my dorm. Classes start on the 24th. Mom and I went out last Wednesday and got sheets and hangers and random things. Not a lot, since the room doesn't really have a lot of space - so like, no random chairs or tables. A bunch of the crap they try to get you to buy I already have a variance thereof, so I'm in the clear.
Bad thing: I've e-mailed my roommate twice now, with no response. Urk. In fairness, the first time I did was at the end of April, but it looked like my outbox ate it, so I assumed it fell into e-mail oblivion. I come back a couple months later and, lo and behold, it actually sent. But the glitch on my end made me try again, so I did, from my personal e-mail than the school e-mail. I did that Saturday and still no response. Also in fairness, I only have her school e-mail, and who knows how often she checks that in the summer.
I did do a bit of snooping around Google and I believe I found her MySpace page. It has to be, especially if she's living in Naperville and going to NIU...But if that's to be correct, she's 20 and a music major - who plays saxophone. And she seems like a nice person with an appreciation for comedy, which is all the better for me. No mention of anime though...
The Point of Hotel de Kat
I'm thinking of like, officially opening up my basement as a hotel to whoever comes out here. It's a nice basement, as I've pointed out numerous times before, with a full bath and all. You'd just have to sleep on a couch rather than a sofa bed or an actual bed.
But it's going to be Kastom's room come September (my mom seems regretful of this and even mused about putting him in my room while I slept in the basement. My response was this: "That's mean."). I offered it to 'gome if she ever feels inclined to come up north, and I volunteered it to one of my California friends should she ever come out here.
So hell, just come here and be treated to a free room at the Hotel de Kat.
The Point of Art
Still on that art kick, though I've shifted to Photoshop and being a graphic design nerd. Also been writing up a storm and hacking away at a video project. Oh summer...
Northern sent me a letter with my AP test results because I selected for them to get them, etc. etc.
AP English Language & Composition scored a 3. No surprise. XD The multiple choice killed me. But it doesn't really matter, since even if I got a better score, it wouldn't do me any good. 8| Damn my placement tests and ACT score.
But what's more important is the AP Studio Art score! This one I have been panicking about. Anybody who's been following me knows my art year was disastrous. My first semester projects were little to no good, then come the semester change it was decided to change my portfolio all together, meaning I had to scrap most of my pieces and essentially make about 20 pieces in roughly four months. Looking back, I wince at some of them I submitted because they were so gosh-darned terrible.
But.
I GOT A 4 BITCHES.
A 4!
I'm REALLY excited. XD In the realm of AP testing, the highest you can get is a 6. But it's a bit different in art, because, well, how do you say somebody is perfect in art? A 6 is even rarer than winning the lottery. It's like becoming the president. A 5 is winning the lottery.
The 4 gets me out of 3 hours of art electives, which I do indeed have to take come my sophomore or junior year. So WOOH!
I found this out by means of the small circle of real-life friends I kept on LiveJournal. It started with one person, then we all took it because that's how memetic mutation works, and so on and so forth. When I first took it, I was a freshman. A ...
