Kae

Thanks to whoever took this pic. Thanks to Freaks & Geeks for having me. Thanks to my friend Rudy for, well, being my friend. Last night was a blast.

Going back from the show is wearing pearls and a hoodie at the same time, and nobody can stop me.

My toilet broke this morning. After some unsuccessful attempts at fixing it, I texted my landlord. He responded in 20 mins saying that he and the plumber will arrive in an hour. I love my landlord. However the shenanigans did delay my getting ready for the show tonight. Thank fuck for cue cards

Ah, the waiting room at the allergist’s office. The place where nobody looks weirdly at you for sneezing.

if there is one thing that I suspect that the fine folks who make Bitwig seem to not understand as a concept it is horizontal scrolling.

Who said Chvrches have a new album out around here??? They seem to have lied to me. Ain’t got nothing new on Tidal, and a quick search confirmed it’s not out yet.

If you'd ask me if I'm into zombie films or series, I'd shrug and say: "not particularly, not really my thing". If you'd ask me to name zombie stuff I've seen, there'd be a surprising amount of titles. And I'd rate quite a few of them pretty highly as well.

Whilst showering I realised that the only events I've been to in the last few years are either music gigs or events that I'm performing at. The latter also includes house parties with more than 3 people attending.

because that's what I put in the roasting pan, too. I'm pretty sure this is not genAI, tho.

Sure, I love my new Iiyama monitor, and the air purifier is also amazing. But from all the pieces of tech I've bought recently, the toaster is the one that brings me the most joy.

I guess I was really tired yesterday. Not only I accidentally fell asleep on the sofa (to wake up at 4 am, brush my teeth and go to bed), but I also dreamt about me feeling sleepy.

Before going on stage. After getting home.

I want to apologise to everyone on this tram with me. First for all the glitter I’ve shed. Secondly about the rather flowery smell that must be coming off me (the mf-ing glitter sprays, why can’t they make them odorless?? Surely I’m not the only performer who’d appreciate that).

+36 Celsius in Prague. I am reminded that there are times when facial skincare consists of 3 actions: washing one's face, if going out - put on sunscreen, when coming back - put on after sun lotion (even if not sunburnt). alles. everything else is way too much for my skin to handle in this weather.

Well. Between the doctor, bookkeeper, some sort of a mechanic in road building company, I suppose the easiest would be the philandering drunk corrupt government official.

Jewellery is a word I am never sure how to spell. I don't even know why, because it's not even that hard like accusation (which I can spell just fine) or one of those words where it's either double r and a single s or double s and a single r in it and everyone just guesses which scenario this time

I’m not really a fan of Spiderman. I might have seen 2 or 3 movies that I don’t really remember. I’m also not a fan of Nicolas Cage. But hear me out: Nicolas Cage as Spiderman is the best.

I once had an office buddy, we’d go to the pub every Tuesday, talk for hours. I didn’t know his name for the first 2 months of this. I had missed it from the first introduction, and it just didn’t come up later. I found his name out later when he emailed me about some work shit

Loot drop after defeating me: - cat fluff - notebook with poems in - mostly unworn glasses - cat fluff - asthma inhaler - oxymeter - cat fluff - paracetamol - prescription antihistamines - cat fluff

The storm is finally here. The thunder is so loud and just keeps on going that the kitto woke up and wants cuddles. Finally. This is how my birthday should be. Even if technically the 15th has ended according to the calendar. But I’m still going to go with it as I haven’t gone to bed yet.

As every year - happy birthday to my first book. The day my own writing became real to me (and a few others I suppose). I had no idea that it will lead to so many other amazing things, including but not limited to the bass guitar.

This whole after performance emotional state is a lot. On one hand I’m exhausted and my brain is a bit out of it, but in a good way. On the other - I wish I had tomorrow off as well to do more creative stuff because I have New Ideas. Maybe in August.

I’m on a tram, making way to the venue where I’m supposed to perform tonight. I clearly haven’t been on a tram during daytime on a weekend for so long. This is freaky shit. Some people have their noses bleeding, others are already drunk and loud. And the odd posh lass demonstratively suffering.

Can anyone suggest me more poets or writers on here to follow?

The neighbours have been drilling, hammering and whatnot since 8:52 am. Interrupting the normal morning sleep hours of kitto.

My main conflict with the Czech language is that I like vowels and they don’t.

“I am interested in networks” and “so I got chatgpt to write my thesis on that because how can anyone expect me to write 60 pages” feel like mutually exclusive states of mind to me. But apparently I’m being unreasonable. I feel the most sorry for whomever needs to read and grade that thing

I was recently called "not mainstream" in a very emphasised tone. Also, as a sincere compliment. Why? Because I am a woman with short hair. I did not know what to say to that. Not a thing came to my mind as an appropriate response.

I keep getting reminded about this comment throughout the day. And I think of all the times I’ve been adopted and accepted as part of the core community in a bar. Most of them started by me drinking and reading a book there 4 nights a week, and everyone just got used to having me around.

I’m a bit hungover and didn’t sleep much, yet I made it to the office. As per the tradition, this calls for a takeaway soy latte. Then I remembered that I shouldn’t be having coffee (because Nickel), and then I remembered that I really should not be having soybean products (same). And then I got sad

I came home and found out that I have misplaced two of my top half undergarments (not that it's any of your business, but yes - right here in my flat). I can't find them for the life of me. Which means I have to do laundry more often. On the list of the emotions I feel happiness is not.

Yes, I’m on my way to the allergy clinic, why do you ask?

I suppose water’s tastier this way. And yes, it is a Vegan Beer Fest UK 2016 glass.