I'm still sick. *cough, cough, cough, COUGH....uncontrollable fits of coughing and hacking, followed by brief moments gasping for air and crawling on the floor*
Well now that that's over.
So I was off today, not that I got anything accomplished....
....but I did lay in bed, sick, and watch a Sex and the City marathon. That made me happy :)
And while I was watching, one of my favorite episodes came on and I had an epiphany.
They were discussing the movie, "The Way We Were" (which I've never seen) and how in it Robert Redford is madly in love with this girl named Katie (played by Barbara Streisand). She's crazy and wild and has curly hair (I'm nto sure why that makes a difference really, but they mention it, so we're going with it...) but it all gets too complicated and he's the rich, serious guy who needs something simple. So he leaves Barbara and marries this simple girl.
In the episode they discuss how there are two types of women in the world, the "katie" girls and the simple girls. For anyone who hasn't seen the movie, but watches Sex and the City, Carrie is the Katie girl, Big is the guy, and Natasha is the simple girl.
It all got me to thinking.... is this true? Can all women be generally catorgorized as either katie girls or simple girls. And better yet- which category am I?
Right off hand, most people would say I'm a simple girl. Upon watching the "Banger Sisters," another one of my favorite chick flicks, I've always had the inate fear that I one day, would wake up to find that everything I owned was beige...
I've always been the kind of girl who was serious, logical, not much of a partier... always busy with school, getting good grades, and working. And now, just entering my early twenties, I have already begun my career and am preparing to "settle down"- whatever that means.
And yet.... I'm not a beige kind of girl. I love to sing, I love to dance, I love art and movies and color. And, like most women, I tend to be psychotic now and again. Everone has their neurosis, (spelling?) but where does it cross over from being normal and reserved to bordering on "katieville."
Honestly, part of me wishes I was a katie girl. They seem to have more fun. And yet even as I type those words, I think about how logically being a katie girl would not be the responsible thing to do.
*cough, hack, cough*
Did I mention I'm still sick? AND I have to move in less than a week?
*sigh*
*cough* | 
