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Saturday, June 9, 2012

"I Hate My Life..."

And Other Things You'll Say on a Daily Basis...

When I finally write a book (my new goal to reach before I turn 30, BTW, since that whole "get engaged" checkbox seems to move further out of reach each day my boyfriend's feet remain permanently planted in Too Comfortable Land,) I think that will be the title.

It'll be a guidebook, of sorts, for college students (humanities and liberal arts majors, mostly) with NO CLUE what the "real world" has in store, and the chapter breakdown will go something like this:

I. "Kill Myself"
II. "Why Didn't I Major in Engineering?"
III. "Oh, You're a 21-Year-Old Computer Scientist with a $10,000 Signing Bonus? I Hate You, Too."

And so on...

My follow-up will be a Dress for Success guide for communication/public relations/journalism majors who MUST look FAB 24/7 as a job requirement, but whose starting salaries will likely be aligned with those of burger flippers and fry cooks. It can be done!

Thoughts??

**Disclaimer... LOVE my job, just having a cranky-pants, difficult, thankless week... And because no post is complete without at least ONE photo, look at these awesome maxis I bought online Friday night to serve as fashionable salve on my wounded ego after a string of tough days:

Super cute, right??

Monday, June 4, 2012

EBT Cards* at Trader Joe's...

WHY is this allowed?! Seriously, why? I'd really like to know. Anyone wanna take this one?? Would love any insight in the comments...

Today's horrific series of events began with a terrible night's sleep and a fever/sore throat around midnight Monday, and ended with a giant WTF at the Trader Joe's register. Don't even ask about what happened in between. #SERIOUSCaseOfTheMondays!

Back to regularly-scheduled blogging, I think I'm digging these Mix No. 6 wedges from DSW. Yay or nay? On clearance for like, 30 bucks in-store. Now, if DSW starts accepting government-funded benefit cards, I may need to drag a spike stiletto across my jugular...
Too high? I can't decide...
*And can we please stop with the "EBT" bull-honkey? Shit's FOOD STAMPS. And food stamps are for needy families trying to get back on their feet and feed their kid(s.) NOT for greasy-haired, American Apparel-wearing, organic-cantaloupe-eating, government-money-sucking Trader Joe's shoppers...

Clearly my mind is a bit scattered today... Ugh!