moda vivendi

I'm just talking to myself. We do that sometimes, me and myself.


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Thursday

Awkward:

  • Stuff is piling up on me! My Post-It is overflowing.
  • People’s outfits.  Really, Rachel Zoe, please come to our school and teach these women how to dress.  They really have no clue.
  • Quaker Mini Delights….um, yeah.  It’s air with fake chocolate drizzled on it.  Not a satisfying snack for a gal with a sweet tooth.  At all.

Awesome:

  • ALTON BROWN!!  I saw him last night.  He is awesome.  And hilarious.

    Alton Brown chills a can of beer in 2 minutes. In a blender. He's the man.

  • I got a paper finished two days before it was due.  This is HUGE for the Queen of Procrastination.
  • Today is National Coffee Day.  Um, hello, a day made for me?  Why yes, I do believe so.
  • My race time from Saturday was officially 2h34m19s


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Run, Forrest, run

Welp, tomorrow is my big half-marathon day.  Yes, I am aware of how ridiculous that sounds.

And it’s raining again.  Oh joy.  I’m getting in one of those, “I just want it to be summer vacation forever and I don’t want to have a real job or responsibilities or anything like that” moods.

There’s really no point to reading this post.  Hell, there really wasn’t a point to writing it aside from the fact that I can cross it off my to-do-before-I-torture-myself list.

I hope I remembered to pack my running shoes.


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I never miss awkward/awesome Thursday

This week…well it just kinda was.

Things that were neither awkward nor awesome:

  • I ate soup.
  • Reduced fat Oreos are not really Oreos anymore.  They changed the cream filling, I think.
  • Faulkner still is confusing as all get out.
  • I had to give a pop presentation on the one day that I only really knew one of the two possible topics.  Guess which topic I had to present?

BUT!  Penguins hockey is back!  It’s just preseason, but do you know what this means for my life?!

Regular season game inside Consol Energy Center. Love.


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Wednesday that feels like Monday

Dear Week,

In case you didn’t get the memo, it’s Wednesday, not Monday!

Yes, I stole that from my friend, but I don’t think he reads my blog, so it’s okay.

Let’s recap the shiz that’s gone down in the past few days….

  • I was denied a loan for tuition for my last semester of school.
  • I lost my jump drive that has my entire life on it.
  • Group projects are killing me.  Well, just one group project, but it’s still killing me.  Learn how to cite stuff, people!
  • Coming up in  3 days, I have to run 13.1 miles.  While my friend is in OC at a big car thing drinking all day.  The bastard.  I can call him that because I don’t think he reads my blog, so it’s okay.

Yep, that just about covers it.  I could be way melodramatic and say, “Why me???” because nothing ever goes right for me, but I’ll abstain.


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Cover letters = death

To Whom It May Concern:

I detest writing cover letters.  I feel so much pressure to write something witty, creative, and eye-catching that I just freeze up and all of my brilliant ideas go out the window.  Therefore, you’ll never want to take the time to sit down with me in an interview and find out that I am a sparking person face-to-face.  Also, I spend so much time on your website that I just sit here and want to write, “I love your company.  I really wanna work for you.  I think I would be an excellent addition to your team.  Please hire me ASAP.”

I know that cover letters are all about whoring yourself out and making yourself sound like the most scintillating person around.  But let’s face it, I am just not very good at kissing ass and bragging about myself.  It’s really hard to sound humble while spouting off my myriad achievements.  I mean, really, who wants to hire that person who doesn’t know when to just shut up and stop talking about how wonderful they are.  Obnoxious, much?

I do have a passion for creativity and design; as such, I would love to work for your agency in the creative arena.  I choose to throw my energy into the unexplored, to embrace innovation and use it as an advantage over competition, which I hope is apparent in my attached resume.  Any time that you have to speak with me about opportunities with your company and to discuss further my qualifications is appreciated.  I am available via phone or email anytime and in person beginning December 17th.  I am looking forward to hearing from you.

Sincerely,

Me


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Thursday…. *sigh*

Y’all should know the drill by now….

Awkward:

  • Last weekend’s Alabama shenanigans.  Let’s not waste any time documenting the weekend that never happened.
  • It’s freaking raining.  Again.  My hair and my skin are NOT happy and are in the process of writing a strongly worded letter to Mother Nature.
  • I’ve managed to spill coffee on everything today.  Unrelated–how does one remove a coffee stain from a nylon-ish bag?

Awesome:

  • Young Harrison Ford in Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark
  • I got a compliment on my nails today.  I was eating lunch with my barista friend and she goes, “I always forget to tell you but I love that you do crazy things with your nail polish.”

    Sinful Colors in "Rise and Shine," OPI Shatter in "Silver"

  • The awesome stuff that I say at 2am while working on an ad project and remembering it a year later and being able to turn to the person who was in the computer lab having a break down right along side me and saying, “Hey, remember when we were working on Texas Roadhouse and…..” </sentimental walk down memory lane>
  • Google Calendars.  Seriously.  How have I not discovered this amazingness before!?
  • A girl in my ad group who, when I was freaking out over the amazingness of Google Calendars says to me and my barista friend,” God you’re so Type A.”


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Fortune cookie school of psychology

I’ve been giving a lot of thought to fortune cookie fortunes recently (don’t ask why, I couldn’t tell ya.)  I have three paper clipped in the front of my planner from Lord knows when and are so tattered that I can barely read them anymore:

  • You are a practical person with your feet on the ground.
  • Struggle as hard as you can for whatever you believe in.
  • You have at your command the wisdom of the ages.

The first describes me to a T, thus I needed to keep it because it was just so appropriate that it was my fortune.  The second is just plain good advice and doesn’t need much thought to appreciate it.

The third came from a dinner at Green Bowl, a local stir fry restaurant, when I was having dinner with my mom when she visited me one weekend two years ago.  I thought it was funny at the time, as I’m always poking fun at my mom for her age (because I am a caring daughter like that.)  I mainly kept it to remind me of that weekend.  But it has a nice message.  There are always people who have been in our positions before and we can turn to them when we need guidance and insight, even if it is an old Katharine Hepburn movie or a Sex and the City episode.  You are not alone.

I would like to add these to the lexicon:

  • Don’t look like a moron when you go outside; invest in a mirror and use it.
  • Read a book.
  • People appreciate those who have common decency and a firm grasp of social norms.
  • Your ex can and will pop up when you least expect it; beat them to the punch and always expect it.
  • You gotta fight for your right to party.

Okay, so I stole that last one.  It isn’t as bad as the one that my (female) friend got that said, “You and your wife will be very happy together.”  We were having dinner with my father when that fortune came up.