Katai Blerg

This is the tumblelog of Lindsay Katai: writer, performer, avid supporter of your local soft rock station.
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Oh no, is everyone looking at me?

What if no one ever looks at me?

They also think my hair looks weird today. Why does my hair look so weird today?

Do I wipe enough when I go to the bathroom? What if I wipe too much?

Does everyone know I just pooped?

I want gummy bears. I don’t feel like getting gummy bears.

What is going on with my mouth? Is my mouth like other people’s mouths?

I have so much I want to do! But I’m pretty tired.

Should I decorate my desk?

What if I just laid down under my desk? What would happen?

Is 3pm yet? No, it’s 11:46am.

decaport:

Gorilla gorilla was walking to Juliet’s house. She gave him a graham
cracker. And they played ice cream!

Then they walked to Bella’s house and ate graham crackers and played
ice cream together.

Juju was pink ice cream, Gorilla Gorilla was white ice cream and Bella
was green ice cream and June was the person!

My boss started a Tumblr for his three-year-old (four-year-old?) daughter’s stories and I think it’s great.

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cocktailscast:

Ep. 31 - Teen Girl Tribunal

Diana and Katai have Pok Pok Gin Rickeys and discuss the Mayans, teen girls, and more. Also, Katai laughs until she cries as Diana tells the story of how she shit her pants SEVEN TIMES on Christmas.

It’s my return to editing the podcast. Huge thanks to Diana for having taken over editing duties the last five episodes. And for shitting her pants seven times and then telling the world about it.

Toilet store. (Taken with instagram)

Gone Out of Business (Taken with instagram)

As opposed to outie (Taken with instagram)

Not so new anymore (Taken with instagram)

And on January 3rd, like some horrible woman trying to hook you up with a slutbag in the middle of your loved one’s funeral, so comes Etsy with her Valentine’s Day wares when you’re still mourning the end of Christmas and New Year’s.

Until this moment, Etsy, I think I never really gauged your cruelty or your recklessness. You have done enough. Have you no sense of decency?

Me and my ex-girlfriend…… Those were the good ol days… until I effed it all up being an immature tool bag now I’m a grown man crying in the dark listening to this song… LOL! well not crying in the dark, but I let a good one get away. One day I’ll get it right. Pray for me yall.

imfreeinfinity (via maryjbligevideocomments)

This is happening.