Year: 2007

This Is Titleless, Oh My!

Published Jan 29, 2007

At some point, I am quite sure I will eventually catch up on my sleep. Just not anytime soon!

Busy busy weekend. Friday night The Sonia and I went on a misadventure and it was fun. First off, I couldn’t drive my truck normally for a few miles ‘cause the mechanic readjusted my clutch (apparently it was riding high, so I had to get used to it all over again because it was engaging in a different place).. so that was fun. THEN OMG WE GOT STUCK ON A BIG HILL LOOKING FOR PARKING o_O It was scurry. I was going up the hill, but not fast enough so suddenly I was not moving. GAH. So Sonia starts hyperventilating and I’m like “GAAAAH OMG WHAT DO I DOOOOO?!?!?!?!” so I remembered that somebody said “lot’s of gas” so I gave it lots of gas and my tire squealed but I didn’t roll backwards :D I hope to never stop on a hill again haha.

So we finally found parking but the sign said we had to be out by 11. So we sprinted to the bar, and Carlton from Fresh Prince was there haha. Anyway me and Sonia grabbed a drink, drank it fast, talked about random things like we love to do and sprinted back to the truck at 10:56. YAY! So then we went to Hilary’s house and hung out there for a few hours and it was fun.

Then Saturday morning I took Vinz to Puppy Graduation and he was all sorts of excited for some reason. I mean, he’s always hyper… but this was extreme even by his standards. Weirdo. Anyway, after that I went to lunch with Jeff while he has his car washed. Then it started raining. Poor Jeff.

So then I was stuck in traffic on the 101 because I am an idiot and didn’t know that even though I was going south, I needed the 101 north to get to the 405. So eventually when I wound up in downtown LA and still hadn’t hit the freeway I figured out I went the wrong way. But at that point it was easier to take the other freeway and just chalk it up to going the long way to Culver City. I’m a special brand of stupid Once I hit the 110 I knew exactly where I was going, because that’s how I used to get to Santa Monica from Glendale. La la la.

Me and Jeremy played Wii for a while and I made a total dork of myself playing golf “Katie! We’re playing golf, not baseball!” Well whatever, I made it in the hole eventually :blush: Actually, I played Wii for a long time. I started playing Zelda and like, an hour later I was like “…. oh man I’ve been playing this longer than I thought”. It was horridly fun and now I kind of want one. I made a Mii and it’s totally awesome.

Then we went to a party in a shady part of town and left after not too long because one of Jeremy’s friends was afraid he was going to die. That was the end of that *shrug* More Wii was played and it was funny watching people play bowling.

Sunday I went to go see my aunt from my dad’s side of the family. I hadn’t seen anybody in years… it was nice. I get my “no sense of direction whatsoever” from my dad’s side, along with the phrase “holy hell that’s obnoxious… I LOVE IT!” haha

Then (omg could this weekend possibly have been any more packed with things to do!?) I went to pick up Jeff, and we played video games, then went and had a very yummy sushi dinner (I love California rolls) and did laundry and watched half a movie before I was so exhausted I don’t even remember dragging my butt to bed.

And now I am at work, and my coworker is back from London and he brought me a totally rad fishie purse and an England Beanie and a key chain. I’ve been here an hour and a half and have yet to start actually working.

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A Thought

Published Jan 26, 2007

Everybody keeps saying, “Oh Katie, you are so brave, you have such guts” but to be perfectly honest, I’m kind of scared out of my god damn mind.

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Friday’s Feast – 128 – Week 18

Published Jan 26, 2007

Appetizer: If you could take lessons to learn any musical instrument, which would you want to learn?
I learned pretty much all the instruments I ever really wanted to play (clarinet, flute, alto sax, alto clarinet, piano, violin.. was gonna play oboe but that didn’t work out) except one: cello. That was the original instrument I wanted but when I first started playing music, the cello was bigger than me One day, maybe.

Soup: Have you ever mistaken a person for someone else?
I do this ALL THE TIME. It’s really embarrassing.

Salad: On a scale of 1 to 10 with 10 being highest, how well do you keep secrets?
8.5 or 9. I never tell on purpose but sometimes things slip :nervous:

Main Course: What’s the closest you’ve ever been to a dangerous animal?
Uhm, well if you had seen me panic, you’d have thought the moose that was chewing on my tent mere inches from my head was trying to kill me.

Dessert: When was the last time you lost your patience?
On a regular basis at work. These people drive me bonkers!

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Dead Man to Become New Dad

Published Jan 23, 2007

In August 2002, 19-year-old Sergeant Kevin Cohen was guarding an Israeli settlement in the Gaza Strip. At 7 a.m. he was shot dead by a Palestinian sniper. It was that bullet that killed Kevin and his dream, which he had related to his mother, Rachel Cohen, of one day fathering a child.

But this week, four years after his death, a dramatic ruling by an Israeli court means Kevin Cohen’s dream may very well come true.

A ‘biological will’
After her son’s death, Cohen approached a non-profit organization called “New Family” which is dedicated to advancing family rights.

The organization is trying to convince people to write a “biological will,” which in case of death would allow doctors to extract sperm from their bodies,” explained Irit Rosenblum, the founder of “New Family” and Cohen’s lawyer.

It was a mother’s instinct that led Cohen to request doctors to freeze her dead son’s sperm. Cohen said she had a dream one year after her son died.

“He appeared in my dream and asked me, mom what’s with my child? Please hurry,” said Cohen. “I woke up with a big sweat and decided to go ahead, all the way.”

Then came the legal battle, which was fought around the ruling permitting only the wife of a deceased man to extract his sperm and to become impregnated by it. The new ruling now recognizes the parent’s right over a dead child’s sperm.

Irit Rosenblum, left, founder of the Israeli non-profit organization “New Family,” and her client Rachel Cohen.

Battle won
Cohen’s cell phone rang with the good news just as she was laying flowers on her son’s grave. “I was too nervous and frustrated with the court battle, I decided the best place to be was near Kevin’s grave,” said Cohen.

Rosenblum called with the news that her dream of becoming a grandmother was going to come true. “The decision gave me great happiness but still the pain is so huge, I turned to the grave and told the good news to Kevin,” said Cohen.

“The ruling represents a light at the end of the tunnel both for a family mourning the loss of a child, and also for a single woman wanting to bring a new life into this world,” said Rosenblum.

An unusual appeal
During the course of the legal battle Cohen sent out an emotional appeal to the Israeli public for help. It was a strange request: Would a woman come forward and give birth to Cohen’s dead son’s child?

The process of finding a mother for Kevin Cohen’s child took more than two years. Two hundred women were interviewed, medical tests were conducted, meetings with psychologists took place and finally one was chosen. “She won my heart right away,” said Cohen.

The 35-year-old woman preferred not to be identified, but Cohen said, “There are a lot of women out there that really want to know the father’s identity, his background, to be able to tell the child who was his father.”

Now Cohen is waiting for another phone call, for more good news, that maybe nine months from now she will become a grandmother. At last she will be able to look at her son’s picture and tell him he has a child.

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Is it just me that finds this slightly disturbing? I mean.. it’d be one thing if he had been married, and his wife was trying to have his baby (though even that it a little odd to me under these circumstances), but this just does not sit well with me at all. That poor baby.

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Recuperating, la la la

Published Jan 22, 2007

Boy. What a weekend. When I came in to work today somebody was saying they wished it was Friday and I thought “… no way. I need this week to finish recovering!” Wheeeeeee.

Friday night me and Jeff went out really late cause he had to work. We went to The Sapphire (why do these types of places never have websites? srsly) cause that’s where my buddy from work works on the weekends. He got me a free drink, yay! It was a cute place. A little bit loud for normal conversation, but that is probably the point hehe. Afterward we talked with Ricky for a while, then went to have food cause I was le hungry. I love IHOP! :D

Then we had to get up early Saturday to take Vinz to training class. We just kind of had a review. Apparently my dog is training himself cause I haven’t worked with him at home as often as I should (I know, bad Katie :X) but he’s learning everything anyway. Cool. Now if only I could get him to mellow out a little lot.

Then after training I went with Hilary and Paula and Amber and we met some other dolly people at the Volk’s store which is a totally bad idea haha. I was good though and hardly spent any money at all unlike *ahem* some people ahahaha :D Google got us lost on the way there by telling us to get off the freeway on an exit that doesn’t even exist, wtf? Anyway, after Volk’s we all went to Mimi’s Cafe, which I totally do not recommend to anybody. The lemonade, and the brown bready-cakey thing that they brought out was good, but the food was sooooooo gross. Hilary actually sent hers back, that’s how bad it was, and I just kind of suffered through my caesar salad, because honestly, if you can’t make a decent caesar salad there is just no hope for any of your other food. Also, my blueberry muffin was insanely unimpressive.

So yes. After that we raced back to Hilary’s house so that Paula would not be too horribly late to babysitting and then me and Amber hung out there for awhile. Then I went home and I changed my clothes and did my makeup and stuck my emo-hat on my head because my hair was being uncooperative, and I totally forgot to take pictures for the day, oops.

Anyway then I stole Jeff’s car and drove a really really REALLY long way down Burbank Blvd (I honestly thought the 405 was a lot closer to my house than it is) and rolled in neutral down the freeway for awhile.. it’s great, the 405 is at enough of a downward angle that if you hit the gas until you hit 70, you can roll for MILES. Then I hit traffic and actually had to drive the rest of the way to Culver City. Went to my friends house, we went out with a bunch of his friends.. I had 1 AMF too many, bleh. Was in no condition to really walk, let alone drive my butt home so I had to crash there.

Got up in the morning, walked to the car… the tire I told Jeff needed to be replaced weeks ago is totally wasted. Flat as can be. No hopes of fixing it. Jeremy tried to change it but apparently the car takes a special key to get the tire off and I didn’t have it. So AAA came and informed me that I wasn’t going to be able to drive that far on a donut anyway. They offered to take me someplace that could get the tire off and sell me a new one and I was like “Pffft. I’m not saving Jeff the trouble of getting a new tire. Tow it home please, he can deal with it.” I was annoyed because EVERY TIME I tell Jeff he needs to do something and he doesn’t do it, it’s ME that has to deal with the fallout. My AAA covers me for 3 tows up to 100 miles so I took advantage of that. The tow truck left the car half a block up from the house and I have no idea what Jeff is going to do about it.

So that was a life experience, I’d never been towed before. I probably would have rather kept it that way but oh well. I went home and took a nap and played lots of video games, and now I am recovering. That is all.

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