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Read the blog. Yeah, I'm so totally one of those people.

About Me

_______________________Kass
An oddly normal, normally odd genius.(I carry my camera EVERYWHERE.)___________________________What can I say? I'm a nice person... but my sisters call me 'Seven of Nine' and a few of my friends call me "The Abyss" now. My true nature is to be fair and giving, but I can be so cold and indifferent at the drop of a dime, it's frightening. Everyone has their demons to deal with and being unemotional is one of mine. In some cases though, the 'emotional' words are actually present in my brain, they just can't be extracted, so they never make it out of my mouth.As I look back though, this 'character flaw' has helped me become the focused, driven individual you see here today. I'd rather not care about most things than be a blithering, wimpering idiot all the time. Just being honest. Who would you rather deal with in the event of an emergency: the person that slaps you and says, "Get your shit together and lets think our way out of this!" or the person that sits down and cries with you? Whiners are like that chic in the movies that always falls in the woods while running from the monster/derranged killer causing the whole group to get done in when they have to turn back and help her. If you fall, brush it off and get your butt up because you better believe the person in front of you is now moving just that much faster. This isn't the movies. YOU WILL GET LEFT. I'd like to think that I'm not nearly as robotic as Seven of Nine (pictured left/Actress Jeri Ryan) but my behavior does tend to become very cold, very distant and detached when I'm under stress. .(*Side Note - I may be a total geek, being a meteorologist into astrophysics, but I'm NO Trekkie.) I am a intensely private person and I respect those that can respect my right to MY privacy. I've crossed paths with quite a few adults in my life that need the confirmations of others around them to make every move and I know that that kind of behavior simply CANNOT be healthy. Think for yourself, do for yourself. Once you start relying on other people, YOU have totally and UTTERLY dropped the ball.I cannot behave like that. Therefore, I cannot accept people around me that do. I mean, really, adults that can't function as actual adults are some very unattractive people in general. I think the word used for those types is...'USELESS'. Everyone is allowed their insecurities, just don't allow them to take hold of you. Stand strong in the face of adversity for it can only make you stronger. Always remember what is really important: the love of family and friends.I'm a down to earth person with realistic goals for myself and realistic expectations of others. I'm quite easy to get along with; stay honest and I'll stay around. I have a lot of friends and they'll all say the same thing about me: "Kass is a really sweet gal, but don't get on her bad side because it's a scary place." Most often though, I love myself which allows me to love others and look beyond whatever hand it is that life has dealt them, be it wealth or misfortune.I've got quite a few odd little quirks about me (other than being a meteorologist with a secret love for astrophysics and the planetary sciences). I love things that "go boom". I certainly exercise my right to bear arms and am the proud owner of nice & nifty lil gun collection (all legal, thank you!). There is nothing like going to the range after a bad day or work week and unloading a clip dead center mass on a target (paper target!I don't hunt). Its a constructive way to release that pent up shit. I found it works much better than knocking people on their asses. 'They' don't look to fondly on that after you become an adult...My pet peeves are cigarette smoke and men that whine; both are detrimental to one's health. For the life of me I cannot understand why anyone would want to smoke cigarettes. Then, as if smoking cigs isn't bad enough, some smokers expose us non-smokers to their toxins. Hey, if you want to drag random carcinogens into your body, that's up to you, but I'd rather take my chances with all the other less deliberate ways there are to die.As far as whiny men... why are there so many? Yes, guys, be in touch with your emotions, just not effeminate. Again, maybe I don't want to see the tears because of my own clear detachment from emotion, but c'mon? A man that whines in addition to being frequent crier is not my idea of a 'man'. In fairness, whiny men typically aren't that fond of me. I've been called it all, but alas, "emotional" has yet to appear on that list of nicknames. So don't shed unecessary tears if you don't want to hear "Suck it up and shake it off" from me.Check out the videos I've uploaded. They're relatively hilarious. No, really.

My Interests

I'm just me. I don't need a special name, a gimmick or an angle. I'm just me... Kass from California.I don't like fakers, posers, and liars. What is more awesome than just being yourself? Screw whoever can't like and love the real you. If a person (or persons) can't seem to like or love the true you, then they probably weren't meant to be your friend or lover [whichever applies]. Above everything, don't lie and don't lie about others. Unless you absolutely need to... sometimes people really love really ugly outfits.Other than that my interests are my family, my friends, my parties, me, you and whatever you want to talk about. I'm all ears! (Trust me, they're huge.)I'm a meteorologist, so of course I love all things weather. I have a new found love of astrophysics and the planetary sciences. I have a pretty cool collection of guns and knives (no, I DO NOT hunt). I love all things football - IF you're talking about Peyton Manning and the Colts, and I enjoy my car and the company of other BMW and German auto enthusiasts.

I'd like to meet:

Most of all, I'd really love to meet my idols Neil deGrasse Tyson and Stephen Hawking. Albert Einstein, too, but not for the reasons you might think: he had the balls to stop being a boring ass patent office worker and follow his dreams and become someone to change the course of human history and the way we will forever view this planet and everything outside of it. Hopefully, I will myself one day gather the nerve to venture into the field of my true desire: astrophysics.I could also stand to meet Magic Johnson for his incredible business sense, Maya Angelou for her impecable common sense, and Bill O'Reilly for his obvious lack of sense. Yet I'd still also like to meet fellow young professionals with a sound mind and sense of decency... but I wouldn't mind meeting even more friends. Afterall, can you have too many people at a party? Can you even have too many parties? Also, Please, those of you that use Myspace more than your cell phones... No Need Apply.______________________________What's On The Schedule?
Coming to a party near you...

Music:

I will tolerate all kinds of music, literally. But I am certainly less fond of certain generas than others. I love my rock music, loud and unapologetic, yet I still must have my R&B.

Movies:

I like a good mystery. I like shit that makes me think. My brain is not stimulated by gratuitous sex and violence. I'm not saying I won't watch a horror flick, but it's not my preferance and I'm sure as hell not paying $7.50 to do so.

Television:

For some reason, I can't get over the loss of Six Feet Under. But since I must move on, my fav shows are Family Guy, Lost, Cold Case (CBS), Law&Order SVU, Drawn Togehter, Chappelle Show

Books:

Excellent reading...

Heroes:

Neil deGrasse Tyson, Stephen Hawking, & each and every member of the United States military. I'm an Army brat, unafraid to represent. Oh yeah, Sir Richard Branson...genius is his own right.
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My Blog

He Put It Where?! (and other Kass-isms)

      I am confused by men and women (people, I guess) that discuss their many and very random sexual experiences at length and with great detail in a group setting yet then say, "...
Posted by Kåss ¤ on Sun, 25 Mar 2007 05:32:00 PST

TAGGED - Stuff about Kass you didn't want to know.

    8 Truely True Things About Kass   So yesterday I had the fantastic privelage of being tagged by the young, inventive mind of Zirc D. aka Mr. Zulius Swervin' aka Zyrone. Take a peek-...
Posted by Kåss ¤ on Wed, 21 Mar 2007 03:18:00 PST

Thank you.

I love the song, thank you. Always ready with a warm feeling and a smile when I need it most, you're truly a combination of what's important in life and I won't soon forget that.   Jack Joh...
Posted by Kåss ¤ on Mon, 19 Mar 2007 12:08:00 PST

I Do It Until My Fingers Hurt.

One year ago, tomorrow, I signed up for a Myspace page and posted my first blog. In honor of my Myspace anniversary/birthday, I've changed the look of Page Seven and I'm going to repost my very first ...
Posted by Kåss ¤ on Mon, 12 Feb 2007 02:11:00 PST

Anna Nicole Dead At 39: Greif, Stress, Poor Dieting or All of the Above?

  Anna Nicole collapsed in her hotel room at the Hard Rock Hotel in Hollywood, Florida. She was discovered by her female, private nurse on the floor of her hotel room on the sixth floor. Her bod...
Posted by Kåss ¤ on Thu, 08 Feb 2007 01:48:00 PST

I Would, But Your Backseat Isn't Big Enough

  I Would, But Your Backseat Isn't Big Enough   I knew the weather was going to be nice enough today to enjoy a meal outside so I called up a friend and made plans to grab a bite. With 'the ...
Posted by Kåss ¤ on Wed, 07 Feb 2007 01:39:00 PST

Blow by Blow: A Fanatic's Diary

  Blow by Blow: A Fanatic's Diary   This was my sister's idea and I'm doing it for someone special that couldn't watch the game because kickoff wasn't until 1am his time. Normally, I'd be gl...
Posted by Kåss ¤ on Mon, 05 Feb 2007 07:37:00 PST

Singers, 'Playboy' and a Porn Star (updated)

  Not Nude, Still Playboy     So I guess we weren't going to be able to call her "MOOriah" forever. She lost the weight, toned up and got bold. Not 'Stacey Dash' bold (although Mariah...
Posted by Kåss ¤ on Wed, 31 Jan 2007 08:51:00 PST

For Everyone... *Kass Kwikie*

  For everyone that bet against my team.... SUCK IT!!!!! I'm not going to say there weren't more nail biting moments than my fresh manicure could handle, but I hung in there. I admit, I did beco...
Posted by Kåss ¤ on Mon, 22 Jan 2007 08:12:00 PST

Can't Cry Over Spilled Milk? Here's How..*Kass Kwikie*

  Denzil made short work of a glass of milk this afternoon. I'm always saying, "Both hands! Both hands!" while he worries about the angle of the bend in the straw. Today he took one hand off of t...
Posted by Kåss ¤ on Tue, 16 Jan 2007 02:57:00 PST