Thursday, July 29, 2004
Mean Girls v. Mean Dogs
posted by KKT at 6:18 PM
I'll be home in one week. I'll be home in one week. I'm getting excited, but also sad to leave Hubband and The Girls. I wonder if I'll miss Dubai? And if so, how much?
I went to see Mean Girls today, by myself, at the Mercato cinema. I was one of about 10 people in the theatre. I thought it was pretty funny, but thought it'd be better with the SNL backing. But then... when are the SNL movies huge comical successes?
Speaking of mean girls... my dogs aren't being too friendly to Pluto the foster dog.
Well, it's "Friday" night in Dubai so I'm off to meet The Man for after work drinkies. Out.
Tuesday, July 27, 2004
I just started a new blog for K9 Friends. It's in it's puppy stage and hopefully, it won't stay there forever. If it catches on, maybe it will spark interest and get a few dogs into good homes!
posted by KKT at 3:28 PM
Sunday, July 25, 2004
posted by KKT at 4:40 PM
I took this photo at the Defense Roundabout with my new Nokia 7610. It's a little fuzzy (most likely due to a minor sand storm), but I think you can make out the large Emirates "Direct to New York" sign with the Statue of Liberty covering the side of an entire building on SZR.
posted by KKT at 9:15 AM
This is the mosque behind our house. It looks like a space ship, doesn't it? Anyway, this was taken from the window in the upstairs spare bedroom. Who is ready to make reservations at Villa de Thom, where the wakeup calls are free of charge?
posted by KKT at 9:04 AM
Pluto (a.k.a. Lumpkin) This is the little dog I had to take to the vet on Wednesday for his lumpy head.
one lonely dream
posted by KKT at 8:22 AM
Do you ever wake up with the vague memory of your dream? As if someone sloppily erased words on paper, but you can still make out what it says? I know my old boss, JE, was in it. I was at my old office doing some work. I was only visiting, but I still wanted to help out. He told me to stop and asked if I wanted a beer. I said "no" at first, but when he went to get himself one, I said I wanted one too. Suddenly the scenery changed, and we were talking in a car out at my Dad's old place in Cuero - just looking at the countryside and he was asking me how I was. I got very sad and he said, "what do you hate the most?" I asked, "About this life or the other one?" It seems weird - that I conceive them as two lives. The "Houston Life" and the "Dubai Life." He answered, "Both," and I said "loneliness."
I can't stand feeling lonely. I don't mind alone, I actually like alone. In Dubai, I sometimes feel lonely because I am away from a job that makes me feel productive and friends that make me feel loved and give me laughter. However, I can recall feeling a very different kind of lonely at home, before The Man, when I had those things around me. I remember going out to bars and standing there surrounded by gorgeous, drunk people - all looking for someone to notice them, and feeling very lonely. Or sitting home on a Saturday night because the thought of popcorn and a movie with my cat seemed more enjoyable than getting all dressed up and spending my Lucky Jeans savings and worse - all those wasted calories!
Each of us have a few lonely holes that can only be filled by certain feelings or people. Just close your eyes and think about carving pumpkins with your brother, back-to-school shopping with your mom, Memorial Day Weekend at the ranch, scoops of pistachio ice cream, and trips to the zoo. I feel better already.