Lisa Kitty


I'm just about to begin movie night. My aunts Eleanor, Sis, and Marylin are in town so we thought we'd all sit around and watch warm fuzzy movies like Frost/Nixon. Ha. Before I start, I thought I'd offer you all a song that I am currently infatuated with. It's not the first time I've heard it, but for some reason I really like it now. I hope that you enjoy it.
Lisa Kitty


So, I’ve had this dream before. Back when I dreamt it then I was certain that it was important, but I never really understood it.

It starts out with me climbing a narrow but steep stairway. The stairs are grey wood, a kind of weathered looking wood. I’m climbing for a long time. I know that I’m high up from the ground. Finally, I get into a very cramped room. Everything is grey. This place has a quiet sort of contemplative aura about it. There’s a full length mirror and its glass is smudged and old looking. I know that I’m at the highest height I can get. I see a wrinkled woman in the mirror and suddenly I’m somewhere else.

Upon entering this room I am loads happier. I somehow know that I am as low as I can get - like in a basement - whereas in the grey room I knew I was at the very top. This is a gold room. The light that illuminates everything is a champagne color. Everyone is dressed in warm shades of beige or gold and they are dressed to the nines. It’s kind of a Gatsby party with flappers and dapper, handsome men - all young and full of life. I have a sense of warmth and happiness in the gold room.

I have no idea what meaning this dream holds. I guess it might be a little important if I have it more than once. What do you think that it’s about?

(x-posted to _dreams_)

You're all very insightful people. I thought maybe you could help me figure this out. It's bugging the hell out of me. I tried looking up the significance of the colors grey and gold but I don't know if that matters to my brain. Boy. I'm going back to sleep.
Lisa Kitty

I need drugs...

It's really difficult for me to even get out of bed, lately. I'm having trouble elaborating.

I'm worried about being surrounded by fatty foods on Superbowl and I'm worried about the possibility of my parents throwing me a birthday party at a restaurant. So much pressure to eat so much of food that is just not good for you...

Thanks to Tam, I'm now a closet Schnuffel freak. He's a cartoon bunny that sings techno songs in German. I did find an English language video of him on YouTube, but I couldn't embed it into this post.

When you're very depressed and apathetic about life, you think about the strangest things. I was watching some random news program last night about this girl who became a secret undercover informant and that she was caught with drugs and that got me wondering about ecstasy. I think I could use a happy pill.

I wonder if certain people would be better off without me. Sometimes I think that I'm just dragging people down with me. I have wonderful people in my life and I'm not doing them any good. I feel so guilty.
Lisa Kitty

Does it work for me?

crossposted to MySpace...
I'm contemplating a new haircut. I keep seeing Brea Grant on Heroes (she's Daphne Millbrook - the really, really fast girl) and I love her short, choppy hair. I like it in the same way that I loved Kristen Bell's haircut in the first few episodes of Veronica Mars. I've always liked my hair long and feminine with its natural wave/curl, but the idea of a short, funky 'do is appealing. I've had people warn me that, to wear it like in the pictures below, I would have to actually put forth effort into styling it - blowdrying and straightening. That's no fun. I rarely have the energy to pull my hair back into a ponytail.

But what do you guys think? Here are some illustrations...

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Lisa Kitty


I just got my new Nikon. It ROCKS, guys. It REALLY ROCKS. It rocks so much that I have started using all caps.

I'm lazy and I need a shower, so I don't have any pics at the moment. However, tomorrow is my aunt's father's birthday party (the big 7 - 0 ) so I'll have loads of pics from the party.

I had an awesome dream last night. I was a spy, using my feminine wiles (ha ha ha) to get government secrets from men. The government paid for my wardrobe. I know. Crazy, right? But it's a nice fantasy to have, y'know. If the government paid for my wardrobe I'd be shopping every day.

Shower time. Love you guys.
Lisa Kitty

School and Uh Huh Her

I have committed my new students’ names to memory. The one whose first language is Arabic is Nayel. Which sounds like Nail. He’s really very attractive for a young person (18, maybe 19), but I’m not Mary Kay Letourneau. The second who didn’t say much to me at first is Jerome. He’s fun. Nayel passed TWO TESTS today. One 100%, too. I think that he might possibly finish the course on my off day tomorrow. Go him.

My dad says that teaching might be my niche. Who knows, really. I can hardly see myself in a conventional classroom in front of a class full of evil-eyed kids who put tacks on my seat and launch spitballs into my hair. I like this classroom, though. I scoot around from computer to computer on my wheeled chair.

I discovered this new band. Uh Huh Her. Sound familiar? It should. It’s a PJ Harvey album title. I’ve read that this band drew inspiration from the album. They sound nothing at all like PJ Harvey. They’ve got this airy sound to them and I like it. So I was wondering...

Which of you has the skillz to rip this song for me???
You can find it on this page -

I hardly expect to get something for nothing, so I’ll provide a link to a song I ripped for YOU!
That’s Hooverphonic’s cover of Depeche Mode’s Shake The Disease. I don’t think you can find it on iTunes. SCOOOORRRREEE.

Anyway, I’m sure I’ve asked all of you to rip me songs about a million times. I must sound like a broken record.
Lisa Kitty

a request

Hey, guys,

Do any of you have Sally's Song covered by Fiona Apple? If you do, would you kindly upload it to sendspace or some place where I can get it? I'd appreciate it. :)