Archive for September, 2009


Where did September go? Seriously! One minute I’m getting all swamped with homework and work work and fretting over the perfect mascara and now it’s almost done. Crap crap crap.

This is bad, yo. I mean, it’s not like Godzilla stomped on the city bad, but still. I’m one month closer to graduation with only one job lead, and the time I should be spending on job searching will be spent on getting through classes. Okay, yeah, and learning to properly straighten my hair. I’m not a saint.

Really, everything is about to get stressful if I don’t get off my slowly-becoming-toned butt. I have three months. What to do, what to do… I have to get through school. I have to make money at the job to eat. I have to find a real job for when I really have to eat. I have to get ready to move. Right. So any suggestions?┬áNext months challenge needs to be something productive-like.

Until I figure that out, please disregard my freak tantrums and watch this. It’s Michael McIntyre, my new favorite comedian.


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Operation: Fifi

Yeah, yeah. I know. My August challenge didn’t exactly turn out like I wanted it to, but oh well. I did really well the first half, then I shifted gears and started school. I gave it a full 50%.

September’s challenge needs to be something lighter, more fun and less productive. This is perfect because Princess Fifi (remember my newly discovered alter ego) is taking over whether I like it or not. She couldn’t have come at a better time either because I’m so close to graduation and job interviews (hopefully) that I really need to learn how to make myself presentable.

She’s also stupid-productive. She’s like making me exercise and do my homework because she’s worried about my “stress levels” and she’s all “you’re not seriously going to wear those shoes again are you?” She even convinced me to cut my food budget so I can start replacing my makeup and skincare regimine. Yeah. I know. So I’ll let you know what she’s forced me to do at the end of the month.

Until then, let me tell you about Tom Waits. Me and Tom are old friends. It seems like sometimes we’re the only people that understand each other. I get you, man. Really though, it seems like most people don’t know who he is and that’s a damn shame. Weirdly enough, I was sitting in class, watching a video on the Enron scandal when lo and behold, they played 2 — count em — 2 Tom Waits songs. One of which I was listening to not 15 minutes before I showed up in class. More specifically, this one.

If I knew how easy it was to put videos in my posts, I would have started forever ago. Be warned, I may force more music at you than you will ever want to tolerate.

Also, please direct your attention to my new favorite jewelry designer, John Hardy. Pay particular attention to his Dot and Kali Classic collections.

The bracelet that started it all (for me).

The bracelet that started it all (for me).

That’s all for now, folks. Fifi’s getting me ready for class.

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