YOU GUYS. YOU WANT SOME NONSENSE ON THIS HERE BLOG??? YOU SICK OF SUBSTANCE?????? OK, OK, OK I HEAR YOU. I WILL APPEASE.

SHOOT, THAT WAS AS FAR AS MY PLAN WENT. I WANT TO MAKE YOU GUYS SMILE SO SMILE GOSH DARN YA SMILE!

YOU ARE LADIES, WHO ARE ALSO GREATIES, ONE DAY YOULL HAVE BABIES, WELL MAYBIES, YOURE A BUNCH OF HOTTIES WHO NEVER LOOK GAWDYIES AND HAVE LOTS OF SMARTIES. SOME OF YOUZ IZ TALLSIES OTHERS SMALLSIES BUT YOU ALL GOT BIG HEARTS IN YOUR BODIESZZZZZZZZZ.

HAVE THE BEST DAY POSSIBLE! TODAY IS HERE AND TODAY IS GRAND! MUAH.

LOVE. FROM ME. TO YOUZ.

K.T.

Sarah and I were talking and we agreed that we’re taking the blog to seriously. I want to know about you guys, how you’re feeling, and the little things that come into your head. Don’t worry about being insightful and brilliant because you always are. I want to hear about you guys 24/7 so don’t hold back!

Your biggest fan,
Jacklynn

First things first i will not be captalizing my i(s) at the moment. The location of the shift button on this keyboard is really throwing me off and i dont have the patience to teach myself right now, so bear with me. Next please forgive me for the subject matter of this post. I dont blame you guys if you find it to be extremely dull, but i just had a lightbulb moment and i feel like bouncing some ideas around and this seemed like a good outlet to do so you lucky ducklings. So it turns out i am in a masters program and i have to do that whole disertation buisness meaining i need something to do a disertation on. I have the option of making part of it performance based and i think i will opt do that! All of this has sort of been weighing me down in the back of mind but today i think i may have come with a potential topic to explore. I really like the idea of devising my own piece while manipulating some classical text. Me being the feminist that I am have decided that maybe I want to focus on Shakespeares women. There always seems to be a discussion on how Shakespeare portrayls his women. Some of the women are weak and pathetic, but then you have your Lady MacBeths as well. However, alot of them end up dead regardless of whether or not they are a pathetic Ophelia or a feisty sexual Cleopatra. This is all just coming to me so i havent flushed it out but i thought it might be interesting to create a piece using 2 or 3 female characters (im not sure which ones yet) who all have very opposing innate charateristics and personalities and yet they all have the same outcome. I would use Shakespeares text and alternate between characters exploring their experience, finding an arch to their story, and a common factor that leads to their demise. The obvious reason being a man. Stupid? I mean the topic itself is really not all that orginal but the point would be to see what discoveries can be made from these different perspectives via one performance. I am thinking i would want there to be a man on stage with me who I can interact with, who moves, effects me, instigates action, but doesnt have any text himself. He would almost be a magnet that promts everything my characters do. It could be representational of how their universes revolve around the given man in their lives, and potentially the fact that he does not speak could be representational of how he gets into their heads, perhaps provokes insanity. I dont know im just brainstorming. I dont know what my actual question/thesis would be. Maybe exploring if a strong femal actually does exist in Shakespeare? I dont know. What do you guys think? Does this sound silly? Trite? Im sorry! You guys totally dont have to discuss scholastic junk with me. If nothing else it just felt nice to write out some ideas and begin to think about this massive project in my near future. I hope things are well! Yo Sarah, side note! One of my professors is 100 percent French.

Much love lovelies,
Katie

we all ate popcorn in my apartment?

I miss feeding you guys.

But that’s ok, we’ve all made new friends now and are living life to the max!

Keep on keeping on,
Jacklynn

Living in the South of France

Lyrics by Sarah Varca

To be performed by The Knickerbocker Family Band

Come to the land of wine and food
Where our lunch breaks last from noon till two
We’ll get drunk on the beach in the afternoon
Cause in the south of France that’s how we do

Let me tell you bout my new home
In the south of France where the stray cats roam
People round here just party all day
Then they party all night while they parlent français
There aint no rules they just do as they please
Popping corks like kings and bingin on cheese
Ou le phrase de jour is “pourquoi pas”
So raise you glass and chante avec moi
Oh the best way to make new friends is to dance
So take a chill pill we’re living in the south of France
Take a chill pill we’re living in the south of France

Just watch me throw my watch in the ocean
Gettin high off brie and sun tan lotion
In the south of France the fish is freshest
And men always tell you your accent’s precious
Old women on the beach without their tops on
We’re all hippie dancin thinkin “where’s the time gone?”
Take naps on the beach if you’re fatigués
And drink more wine if you are soifés
So let down your hair and loosen your pants
Then take a chill pill we’re living in the south of France
Yeah take a chill pill we’re living in the south of France

 

This is a place where time is irrelavent
And hangovers are a sign of a night well spent

 

Come to the land of wine and food
Where our lunch breaks last from noon till two
We’ll get drunk on the beach in the afternoon
Cause in the south of France that’s how we do

 

 

 

 

 

 

To my peeps,

I miss you all like an American in England misses her bestest peeps. What’s new with me you ask? Alright, if you insist. I went to France to see Sarah (who you may know, she is a fellow participant in this blog). That was rad. Not rad like a fad, but rad like a real attractive lad. I met her wonderful and beautiful new friends, who fully embraced me and took me in. Lovely ladies, truly. We did some time at the beach. We were in France, the beach was empty so we did what we do sometimes and got a little nude. I consumed more cheese then I have consumed in my life and as a result had some digestive issues, but don’t worry Sarah provided me with some Actiivia so matters were taken care of. Food? Good. Wine? Good. Spendin’ time with my Sarah? The best. It ended up being just absolutely perfect and made coming back to Birmingham feel much more home like.

Some how in the last couple days I have gotten myself insanely busy! Everyone on my course is here now, so Ive met all these people who I have been friends with on Facebook for a couple months in real life and some of them I even living with. My house is officially full. There are 8 of us, 7 Americans and 1 British dude who is hilarious. And I find the situation to be funny too. I really feel like I am on the Real World right now. We are all complete strangers and I love it. So far so good. Everyone seems so nice and so enthusiastic. I feel like I have met so many people as of lately and I’m starting to find some regular friends. Olivia the Irish lass, Emily the British Rose, Jack the British man who is stuck with a bunch of Americans. And then of course I have just met all the Americans who will be on my course as well as some of the others. There’s one girl named Catherine from North Carolina and she is so freakin’ funny. I’ve always considered myself a quirky and outlandish person but she puts me to shame. Last night we went grocery shopping to make dinner together and we were a disgustingly, obnoxiously apparent pair of Americans. Oh! Shoot actually she’s ringing my door bell! I gotta go! I will finish later. My  love!

My lovely ladies, I am alive and well. I apologize for not having been very active on here (translation–not active at all). The past few weeks of my life have been a marvelous and crazy dream, and it’s taken me awhile to get accustomed.

Reading your various blog posts brought me such joy. I am so proud to be friends with such witty, compassionate, and brave women. Truly, you are all amazing. Thanks for filling me in on your lives.

I posted comments on many of the posts, so I hope that you can all learn a little about my experience from there and see what I have to say about yours. Also, if any of you are bored (and you’ll need to be quite bored, as my penchant for verbosity has not been squelched in Spain, meaning my posts are behemoth), check out the blog that I’m writing for my family back home. If nothing else, there are a few photos of me there and my beautiful Spanish apartment:

http://www.asojourninspain.blogspot.com

I will be brief and tell you that I am having the time of my life. There have been really minor frustrations, like realizing that I spend hours of every day on a metro that smells like body odor and having to endure horribly bureaucratic processes to gain legitimacy and other things, but most of it has been amazing beyond my wildest dreams. Spain is a country of miracles. Every day I still stop and think, “oh my lord almighty, this is my life, and I am so damn lucky to be living it.” I’m much happier and less angsty here than I was in Laramie, and I apologize that you were all dealing with the “I’m sick of Laramie, my heart is broken and throbbing, and I lack direction” Bob. He’s shedding layers and much more pleasant to be around now. He really needed a new challenge, a break, a scene change, a clean slate, and something unnamable that Spain has to offer. I’m very happy here.

I love my job so much, and I really think I will try to stay somewhere in a professional field that mixes writing, teaching, and social activism (professorship? Still to be seen…). Is anyone else preparing for and or worried about the future? I know that I need to be applying for graduate school in the next 2 months if I’m going to come home to something other than a job at Sweet Melissa’s (love it though I do), and I’d love advice or would just love to know what the rest of you are planning. In terms of friends, I was really lucky in that I already knew some Spaniards, and I stayed up until 7:30 in the morning today at a party with one of them (totally common in Spain–you eat breakfast, take an aspirin, and pray that your hangover is manageable when you wake up to start your day at 3:00 PM). I also made friends with fellow Fulbrighters and such, so I’ve felt social and happy. I live a European life–I buy fresh bread, fruit, and whatever I feel like at the market that is on the plaza where I live, I cook it in lots of olive oil, and then I take a nap and look out from my balcony. I’m the luckiest man alive.

One day, as I was walking up so many stairs from a really low-in-the-ground metro station, I just could envision beautiful Jacklynn hiking it up the metro stairs in London, and an enormous smile came across my face. I miss you all and can’t wait to see you. Is Thanksgiving in France still a possibility for my Europe gals?

All of my love and admiration,

Bob

Got in a car accident.

I’m ok.

My car is not ok.

Not super happy.

 

The worst driver you know,
Jacklynn

Things are looking’ up. I have a new friend her name is Olivia and she is from Ireland. She’s a keeper. We went exploring today. We walked into the city together and I did not get lost ladies! Granted I was with Olivia and she seems to have a much better grasp on geography than I do. First plus, Katie now knows how to walk to the city centre (very important). Second plus, Katie now knows which bus to take to the city centre AND (hold on wait for it, thats right…) Katie also now knows which bus to take to get home! Astounding progress if I do say so myself. I also figured out how to get to school which is in the city centre. So now I can function. I am starting to feel less and less overwhelmed. Holy crap guys, my school is crazy. It is located in this huge building that looks straight out of the Jetsons cartoon. The facilities are incredible. It got me really excited to start working! While Olivia and i were downtown we also discovered some theatre venues. There seems to be a galore of theatre going on and that makes me so happy. I think I might be in the right place guys. I was starting to get worried that maybe I wasn’t, so this is all a good sign. Hopefully things keep going up hill. Is that correct expression to use? I don’t think so, but its staying. And now tomorrow I am off to France for the first time!!!!!!!!!!

Hope you all are having a wonderful day!

Love from Katie