Our WHOOOOOLE universe was in a HOTDENSESTATE...

... then nearly fourteen billion years ago, expansion started!.. WAIT.
The Earth began to cool,
The autotrophs began t'drool,
Neanderthals developed tools,
WE BUILT A WALL!
WE BUILT THE PYRAMIDS!
Math. science, history,
Unraveling the mysteries
That all started with the Big Bang
BANG!

Hehe, funny show :3
I am, OF COURSE, talkin' about The Big Bang Theory. ZE BEST SHOW IN THE WORLD.
It's like an intelligent comedy, which AS it turns out if extremely difficult to come by, featuring two nerdy physicists an' their hot female neighbour. LOL. FUNNY SHOW.

Sheldon: "Don't be ridiculous, you love trains."

Sheldon: "Don't you worry about the residual radium from the luminous dials!?
Raj: I didn't, UNTIL NOW!"
Sheldon: "And DAMN, I forgot my Geiger counter!!"
Raj: *snaps*
Sheldon: "I'm just kidding! God, you'd think I'd leave it behind!?"
When the entire nerd herd is assembled, it's like a laff riot HAHAHAHAA <3

Leonard: "What's the secret?"
Sheldon (after taking a handful of Valium): "Mom smokes in the car. Jesus is okay with it but WE CAN'T TELL DAD!!!!"
*hums theme to self*
Soooo, my birthday was on Tuesday :3 And I got the FIRST THREE SEASONS OF THE BIG BANG THEORY, which I have been watching nonstop. I also got THREE HUNDRED DOLLARS WORTH OF CHAPTERS CARDS <3<3<3 WHICH ALSO MEANS I'VE GOT BOOKS.
LOTSA BOOKS, BLOGGERS AN' BLOGGETTES :'3
Any suggestions, for those of youses who actually read mah ramblings? :3
Latah gatahs,
-Katharine the perfectly cute

Subwoofers, Criminal Minds, and Dog Pee. Whatalife.

I am at a loss of what to blog about. That be kinda weird for me, cus I'm pretty good at ramblin' once I get started. I guess it's gettin' started that I has dificulties with. Maybe.
So, I went for a walk today.
Nice walk was nice.
But THEN, my dawgs pulled outta mah hand and peed all over my neighbours lawn. An' my fat dawg peed on my skinny dawg's head, and I had to wrestle him into the bathtub to get him not smellin' of pee.
So I had to wash a dawg full of pee with TWO blisters on my left foot.
Ouchieeeeee.
SO. I'm sittin' here, tendin' my battle wounds, with a wet dawg on my lap and scratchin' my legs up, watching Criminal Minds.
MAN I LALALOVE CRIMINAL MINDS. I luff Reid :3 He makes me so happy <3
He's autistic, too.
Which got meh thinkin' (a dangerous pasttime, I know).
I Googled an Asperger's (Autism) test, to see if I had an symptoms, and HEY, I scored a 38, which is apparently a warning sign.
AH WELL C:
I have a Science Fair project that I had to do, and I'm doin' it on Non-Newtonian Fluids vs. Newtonian Fluids, which is all very awesome, because Non-Newtonian Fluids can dance if ya put 'em on top of a bass speaker playing a subwoofer on HIGH =D And I'm gonna fill up an inflatable pool with Corn starch and water mixture, and have  NON-NEWTONIAN FLUID POOL PARTAY ^_^
Kay. That be my day, in a nutshell.
Signin' off,
-katharine, from Canada, where deh moose are c;

If it can go wrong...

K. So. We've all heard of Murphy's Law, right? Riiiiight.
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ALRIGHT. For those of youses who are unawares, Murphy was a scientist. Bein' a scientist, he often failed at stuff because o n e l i t t l e t h i n g would go wrong, er somethin'. Soooo, his law states that "If something can go wrong, it will!"
I had a problem today. I was sittin' on the back of a chair. Now, according to Murphy's Law, I should have fallen backwards, cracked my head off the floor, suffered fatal brain damage, and either wound up a veggie-table or dead, depending on which you consider worse, per se :o
BUT... (and HERE'S THE KICKER)... I DIN'T.
I'm still alive :3
Or am I..?
*Twilight Zone theme plays in background*
HAHAHA jk, jk. I'm alive. Or so they tell me.
SO. What does that mean for poor ol' Murphy?
HE WAS WRONG. SOOOOO WRONG.
Fail scientist fails.

AHEM. Movin' on...
Someone asked me today where the word BRRRRRRRAP comes from. The answer? SHAKE, BY THE YING YANG TWINS, FEATURIN' PITBULL, DUDES AN' DOLLS c;
Gogogo. Watch it. Love it. Mock it. Then be brrrrrrappin', like me (;
OH, right. Anon's request >.><.<
SATISFIED, ANON?
Peace, buds an' betties. Have a noice week.
- katharine

HOH OHO, FALALALALA, AH HO HO HO c;

IT'S THAT TIME OF YEAR AGAIN! Yes, mah beloved bloggers an' bloggettes, it's the holli-day season once more <3
BUT BUT BUT -- what comes approximately ONE MONTH BEFORE CHRISTMAS??
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My birthday. ADUH :3 November twenty third, ya animals =D =D
So, my mom asked me what I wanted... and I made a really not good realization.
I DON'T NEED ANYTHIN'. So I told her I wanted books.
She sighed and stamped her feet and rolled 'er eyes. "Just ask for something frivolous for once, Katharine!"
FRIVOLITIES. What am I s'posed to do with makeup or thousand thread count sheets or new nail polish? I can buy black eyeliner and mascara fro twenty bucks at Shoppers, and it works the same as the expensive shiznit from Montréal. And new sheets and blue nail polish. WHEN DO I HAVE TIME TO PAINT MY FRIGGIN' NAILS?
Uh, like never. Then I smudge 'em and bump 'em and get blue sticky stuff all over the place and my mom yells at me and it's jus' an awful scene :c
So ya. I generally avoid nail polish.
What else is considered a "frivolity"? Socks? Cus I always thought of those a stockin' stuffers, y'know what I mean? :o
Whatever, mom. When I'm a famous neurologist/editor/publisher/Rockette, we'll talk c;
Um. Just kiddin' 'bout the Rockette part (; I'm too short for that shizz.
Later gators :3 'TIL NEXT TIME<3,
- K a t h a r i n e ;D

PS- I hope mah luffly lil ANON POSTER down there is satisfied with the length of my post this week ;D
PPS- Oh, nevahmind. It's short all over again ;c

For The Win, baybay c;

Sooo, I'm currently readin' For The Win by Cory Doctorow, and lemme just say, it's AH-MAY-ZHING! However, the entire premise bothers meh a little.
I'm not exactly a Math Genius (that's why I'm a writer) and the concept of livin' in a world where math is all that matters is creepy, to say ze least :o
Imagine. Math is the only thing that can get you anywhere, because in a world of virtual games and virtual money and virtual jobs, math MAKES the world work. Math makes the games, calculates the money, is the reason for the jobs. If you're not good at math, well, you better be happy with a life of mediocre medicrosity >.O
But other than that, the book is deace, although I wish he gave his male characters more flavours besides sarcastic/snooty.
Movin' on... ---------->
Curiousity killed the cat!
Until next time (;
- Katharine FTW !

Let the lil' lady talk.

Song that inspired this reflective post: Let The Little Lady Talk - Capital Lights

So, I was up in Ottawa last week, for a program called Encounters With Canada (EWC). For those unfamiliar with the program, it's where teenagers from all across the country stay at the Terry Fox Centre for one week, studying a subject area of their choice.
Well, lemme just tell you, I died. I made some o' my best friends up there, and I'll miss 'em like i n s a n e.
*dies quietly*
I am here to-day to talk to y'all about... the toonie.
The toonie? all you Americans are askin' yourselfs. WTF is she gettin' on with this time?
Well, ya animals, the toonie is a two dollar coin. It was named after the loonie, which features a loon on it c:
Chyeah, we Canananadians love our lil' jokes. HAHAHA.
K, movin' onwards. So, the loonie and the toonie, as opposed to George Washington and the nonexistent American Two Dollar bill. Which doesn't exist, in case I wasn't clear enough :o
The only drawback of having coins instead of bills is that having a wad of cash makes me feel important, even if they are only worth a buck, or a buck thirty, if you wanna get specific.
I enjoy feeling important, with my wad of bills :3
So. That was a forced bloggage from the desk o' the one an' only donut, who feels like throwin' herself off a cliff right now. PEACE.
- katharine the perfectly excellent, who may or may not be ridin' the fence