Just try to tell me you're not in love with Marty McFly after watching this...
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Wha' Happen?
Dear San Francisco,
I had high hopes when I moved to you. Things started off well: I was dating an amazing guy, I had an exciting internship I thought might turn into a job, I had a couple thousand in my savings account, and I was living the good life. Now, half a year later, the guy is gone, my savings account is empty, I am working at a laundromat, drowning my sorrows in cheap PBR, and myspace-stalking people until 1am.
I still have faith in you, San Francisco. It's time to bring your A-game.
Much love, Haley
I had high hopes when I moved to you. Things started off well: I was dating an amazing guy, I had an exciting internship I thought might turn into a job, I had a couple thousand in my savings account, and I was living the good life. Now, half a year later, the guy is gone, my savings account is empty, I am working at a laundromat, drowning my sorrows in cheap PBR, and myspace-stalking people until 1am.
I still have faith in you, San Francisco. It's time to bring your A-game.
Much love, Haley
Monday, March 10, 2008
Eat, Drink, and Be Awkward
As a certified "picky eater" I laughed out loud several times while reading this post on This Recording blog because I could relate to it so well.
Over the years I've overcome my fear of dogs and germs, but trying new foods always leaves me squeamish. It's completely embarrassing. For some reason people like to take issue with it as well, which always makes me feel much worse. I remember an Easter dinner when I was five or six when my teenage cousins were visiting. Everyone's plates were loaded with green beans, juicy slices of ham, and mashed potatoes. Mine held a tortilla with peanut butter. After saying grace, someone mentioned "all this good food" and I echoed "yes, it is good." "Oh, you're not even having any of it!" my older cousin snapped. I slouched down in my chair in humiliation, tears running down my burning face.
While it's one of the traits I've striven hardest to change, over the years I've accumulated a long list of immature ways to avoid awkward situations. These days I add several new foods a year - usually through pressure from boys (my ex-boyfriend made me try curry, which I ended up loving). Bananas and tuna fish sandwiches, here I come!
Thursday, March 6, 2008
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
Humpday Links
Robot gives drug dealers a run for their money (Boing Boing).
Passive Aggressive? Rottenneighbor.com lets you tell them what you really think...online where they'll probably never see it...
I have about $20 coming to me because I bought Airborne two years ago. And you could too!
Where's Jack Black?
I guess that's it for me for now. I've got to go try to find a couch and cancel a gym membership. Wow, that sounds bad. Until next time, little dudes.
Passive Aggressive? Rottenneighbor.com lets you tell them what you really think...online where they'll probably never see it...
I have about $20 coming to me because I bought Airborne two years ago. And you could too!
Where's Jack Black?
I guess that's it for me for now. I've got to go try to find a couch and cancel a gym membership. Wow, that sounds bad. Until next time, little dudes.
Sunday, March 2, 2008
Weapons in the War of Ideas
My roommate says soon publishing jobs won't exist because people are reading less and less. In this hypothetical world, where does that leave me?
I'm terrified of the future, for many reasons.
Thursday, February 28, 2008
I Should Have Paid Attention to More Disney Movies' Morals
Tonight I was looking at an eco-entertainment website that wanted writers (unpaid, of course) and I mentally sighed, thinking about how if I were to apply, first to make sure I was qualified I would have to start reading some similar blogs to get caught up on the latest "green" styles, celebrity news, etc.
There's something wrong there.
Ideally, instead of trying to figure out what I can do to fit into a required bracket, shouldn't I be pursuing what makes me happy and makes sense to me? And then if something comes along that fits my qualifications, all the better. There are so many jobs I've applied to where the interviewers made me feel inadequate for not matching certain specifications. There was the website that wanted someone with a stronger "craft" background; the stationary company that wanted someone with a stronger sales background, the website and the box office that wanted someone with more applicable experience. And I often feel that if I learned more about the "craft" movement, for instance - started reading all the blogs, knitting, bought a sewing maching, doing whatever else crafters do, I would have the job.
Even more painful is the regret that if I were somehow different - if I'd been interested in sports or hadn't used that choice of words - I would not have lost someone I loved. I know it sounds cliche, but is there every any value in adjusting yourself to a certain type of role - whether it's in a relationship or trying to find a job? And how long can you keep it up?
There's something wrong there.
Ideally, instead of trying to figure out what I can do to fit into a required bracket, shouldn't I be pursuing what makes me happy and makes sense to me? And then if something comes along that fits my qualifications, all the better. There are so many jobs I've applied to where the interviewers made me feel inadequate for not matching certain specifications. There was the website that wanted someone with a stronger "craft" background; the stationary company that wanted someone with a stronger sales background, the website and the box office that wanted someone with more applicable experience. And I often feel that if I learned more about the "craft" movement, for instance - started reading all the blogs, knitting, bought a sewing maching, doing whatever else crafters do, I would have the job.
Even more painful is the regret that if I were somehow different - if I'd been interested in sports or hadn't used that choice of words - I would not have lost someone I loved. I know it sounds cliche, but is there every any value in adjusting yourself to a certain type of role - whether it's in a relationship or trying to find a job? And how long can you keep it up?
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