long overdue

i'm not sure where along this road i started getting so lucky with friends. upon going to high school i had to split from almost every friend i had because of zoning. at this new school i remember being told about how freshman were considered "wall huggers" which i thought was silly until the first week of school happened, and i meekly walked from class to class with my shoulder grazing the red tiles of the hallway walls. everyone seemed huge. like how kids picture medieval times before they go back all grown up. the halls were huge. the kids were huge. and i had no friends.

just as summer was starting after sophomore year, i had a lucky break. i had been the kid who could hang out with every group. i could jump from table to table in the lunchroom and sit at a new desk in each class and be able to joke with the person next to me, but after volleyball practice i headed home and hung out with my parents every night, all night. everything happened on one night. twist of fate. i was hanging out with two friends from class and they got invited to see a movie and said i could tag along if i wanted. of course i said yes. i had nothing else to do. it was time to go to the movie and they both backed out. boy trouble i think. i decided to still go because i knew i would know one girl. when i showed up, the entire row of twenty something seats were filled with the group i would be friends with for the next 7 years. i still love all of them. i really don't know how i would have turned out without them.

in college it is more like my early years of high school. i have friends in all different groups and interests. through work, school, being around lawrence for too long. it's amazing how people can be so different whereas in high school you all want to be the same. or at least not stand out too much. in college, standing out it seems is what everyone is aiming for. not necessarily for the attention of others, but subsequent to trying to become who you want to become. unabashed drive to do things.

there's a forward motion to it. it's exciting. adventurous even.

a few days ago i went to a going away party for my good friend stu. he has a plan to canoe down the Mississippi river to raise money for his uncle with cancer. he's been fixing up his boat for months just for this trip, and has been working on relations with the american cancer society. his party was also part photography gallery, too. 60 self portraits. he's been working on this project for 2 years now. he went around his house explaining each picture, listening to the stories behind them. i had even been present in some of the stories. there's a picture of stu sitting in a small dark tunnel. one night my sophomore year of college, stu broke his wrist falling 20 feet into a sewer opening. we had been trying to get into allen field house through the underground tunnels. what a crazy night. matt and i stayed up until morning with him eating pizza while the drugs wore off, laughing about his unconscious flirtations with the nurses.

i have the best friends.

busy fingers

today was the most productive day in the life of kimk. i think a mixture of warm sunny weather and tricking myself into believing that everyone i know is out of town really got me into the spring cleaning spirit. here's my day so far:

✔ waking up to read to pg 80 of invisible man for me&ktd's first "book club" discussion

✔ finishing up writing and addressing thank you notes from graduation

✔ dropping off 3 loads of laundry at the laundromat

✔ sending thank yous at the post office downtown and grabbing some coffee with the lovely fisher sisters

✔ rescuing a cat that had escaped by luring it with a toy i macgyvered using twine and an earring and calling the number on the tag

✔ living room rearrangement to fit the addition of 300 movies and vhs tapes compliments of aaron (and some serious dusting)

✔ lunch of wedding leftovers (paisano's=yumm AND cake!)

✔ picking up laundry AND EVEN FOLDING IT (it deserved to be folded after waiting so long to get washed, i think)

✔ making my bed with clean sheets and pillow cases (this is a rare occurrence)

✔ taking inventory of all scrap paper, matt board, and foam core/dusting behind my dresser (being a craft-er and graphic designer automatically makes me a paper collector)

✔ this lead to a rearrangement of my room to organize all of my art supplies i've collected over the years

✔ this lead to much dusting and sweeping up of all the dirt that had accumulated in my "art corner" from dora knocking down my window plants over&over

✔ kwick shop 54cent drink run

✔ sitting outside and catching up with my parents

✔ blogging—woo!

and now i'm headed to a friends for margaritas and a movie. goooooooooooooood day!

crafty things

steen's bachelorette party invites (censored of course)

smiles & sketchbooks. (cropped because it was too early and very rushed, and they would hate me forever if i didn't)

documentation

unpacking the car

still unpacking the car

walking from the car to the airport

speeding through the airport to get a bagel

getting the bagel

my babies went to amsterdam

I'm sitting in the Union computer lab with Ferrell right now as she prints off airplane tickets and talks about a last 53cent drink from the Kwik shop before leaving me. Everything comes so quick I don't even have time to really think about what's happening. I am happy about getting to eat anything in the fridge I want, and eating Ferrell's Cherios that supposedly taste like metal. Good thing this is only for 6 weeks. Next February is not going to be fun, goodbyes-wise.

I'll post up a picture later today with the backpackers holding the sketchbooks I made them. :D I hope they blog.

counting down again

three more days until my roommates leave for Siena, Italy. I am jealous beyond measure. mostly because I want to traipse around barcelona and paris and florence with them and sketch things in charcoal and dance in boites de nuit and barcelona music festivals with my girls.

lawrence is going to be wonderful, though. I'm not worried. I'm visiting home for a week in june for one of my favorite people's bachelorette party & wedding! I'm super excited for the dancing that will occur, for the people who are coming directly reflect our high school prom group, and that was one of the best nights of my life. It began with sixpence none the richer on the radio with my favorite song kiss me, a perfect beginning. On the dance floor Monica ridgeway approached our dancing mass exclaiming she was jealous because of how much fun we looked like we were having. Nobody dancing with their date, all hands in the air and quinn using his best moves looking exactly like napoleon dynamite without trying at all. a pinnacle high school moment.

I hope it is the same at the wedding except with kirby and steen in the middle of the floor.

i woke up this morning and started designing the invitations to her panty party :) can't wait.

i am a french spacer

Sat on my floor tonight reading old school typography books. they were a bit dusty, but i was looking for something specific. i got frustrated with not finding the sentence i remembered reading sophomore year of college so i opted for the wikipedia route. i'll find it someday, but this will have to do for now.

Sentence spacing with single, but enlarged, spaces was widely employed before the 20th century. Double spacing^[3] (sometimes referred to as English spacing) came into widespread use with the introduction of the typewriter in the late 19th century.^[4]It was felt that with the monospaced font used by a typewriter, "a single word space ... was not wide enough to create a sufficient space between sentences"^[5] and that extra space might help signal the end of a sentence.^[6] This caused a widespread change in practice. From the late 19th century, printers were told to ignore their typesetting manuals in favor of typewriter spacing; in the 1890s, Monotype and Linotype operators used double sentence-spacing^[7] and this was widely taught in typing classes.^[8]

With the advent of the computer and the widespread use of proportional fonts, double sentence spacing became obsolete.^[9] These proportional fonts now assign appropriate horizontal space to each character (including punctuation marks), and can modify kerning values to adjust spaces following terminal punctuation, so there is less need to manually increase spacing between sentences.^[5] From around 1950, single sentence spacing became standard in books, magazines, newspapers, and webpages.^[10] This was French spacing—a term synonymous with single sentence spacing until the late twentieth century. However, many still believe that double spaces are correct. The debate continues..

told you so

tomfoolery

i used to run track—this is called the final stretch

Almost finished! I can't wait for my family to come in saturday—mostly because none of my friends have met my parents, and now they will see why I am me. I just got off the phone with my grandpa who isn't recovering as fast as he thought he would from his foot surgery. He feels so sad about not being able to make it now, but I think foot surgery is more important. I told him i can reenact everything for him when I go to Florida to visit next. This will also give me a chance to re-wear the $70 dollar graduation outfit they make you buy. Worth it I guess.. Maybe I can sell it to Lindsey or Ferrell at reduced price.

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