Babies

I am considering having a baby. I know this might freak some of you out based on the fact I am not married/irresponsible/broke/selfish/and enjoy the sauce too much. But lets face it-people with babies have much more to blog about. I mean sure I could write about my dogs first poop but lets face it that's not as impressive as your child's first word or first steps. A picture of my dog on his first birthday with cake shoved in his face is not nearly as darling as a tiny baby covered in Crisco frosting.

I've got nothing here in life... Nothing worth writing about...

I fear the worst has happened, I think I might have got boring.

Internet pol:l do you think getting knocked up for the sake of my D- blog is worth it? I totally do. Time to pull out the turkey baster...

how long will I have to wait for this thing to hatch anyway?

Katie Lauren

Nothing Of Intrest To You

In an attempt to get this thing rolling again or at least force myself to start writing I am going to be posting even when I have nothing of interest to say. I never wanted to have one of those blogs that tells people what they ate for breakfast or how the weather is outside but I'm getting desperate here. I need to start writing.

Last night was the second show of a new local comedy show I am part of. It kicked ass and made me feel good about myself. Reading a story about being banged in the back seat of a car that contained multiple references to my "judy" in front of my new boyfriends father was less than thrilling, but overall it went well. It's nice to know people still laugh at my shit.

I don't get how musicians do it though, singing the same songs over and over, I am so sick to death of all of the writing in my book. It would be nice to be able to come up with something new.

Perhaps my life has gotten boring.

I will leave you with a craigs list post we found. Maybe my life would be more exciting if I joined something like this...

Looking to start a "Fight Club" (St. Louis (SO CO))

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Reply to: comm-916127034@craigslist.org ^[?]
Date: 2008-11-12, 11:43AM CST


Anyone interested in starting a Fight Club. Meet once a week in the SO CO area. Nothing to serious, just straight fights.



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Who's in with me, like he said nothing too serious, maybe just a few Judy kicks and headbutts.

Lauren

Not In Fact Dead

Doubtful that many of you will read this as I am sure my year long absence has lead most of you to delete me from your blog rolls.

The good news is I am not in fact dead. I have just gone through many life changes and out of respect to those involved took sometime off from internet land.

I got married, got divorced and moved. It wasn't messy, getting married just turned out to be a decision I made that later couldn't
figure out why I made. Perhaps we changed or maybe couldn't change. None the less I've moved on and continued living. This will be the only and final time I mention this part of my life.

I've started my own business and still continue to serve the people of our world one coke and burger at a time. There is a part of me that can just never seem to get away from waitress land. Not to mention starting a business isn't always the most profitable thing at first, unless I was a hooker, hookers I think make good money from the start and have little to no overhead.

I've eliminated all of the negative people in my life, including some family members and am working on surrounding myself with people that just want me to be myself. I've even made this decision to start making decisions based on what I want and what makes me happy rather than others... It's am amazing concept really.

I'm not writing nearly as much as I used to partly because of time, but mostly because I'm happy. I always felt it easier to write when I was miserable. I'm still selling some books, and working on a very old writing project with a friend. I've started a local comedy show where I live, and continue to think I am funnier than I perhaps am.

So internet thats how I am... How are you?

Oh and for those of you concerned, I do still have my favorite puppy in the world, and also managed to pick me up another one on the way. His given name is Henry, although he can change it on a whim on any given day, he has been known to request to be called Phone, Munchkin, Periwinkle, Mischief Maker, Henry H. Bug, and most frequently Henry Dice Clay. He is racists, and crude and often refers to me as "Bitch" or "Pussy"

So see while my childhood friends are buying houses and obsessing over those drooling, crying, pooping babies of theirs I am back to apartment dwelling and puppy obsessing. I am happy.

Katie Lauren