the darling kitties of 2314

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BFF!!!

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this weekend is going to rock and roll me over

http://www.utdallas.edu/welcomeweek/#bbq

i'm very sad that i can't do things like welcome week. yes, most of that stuff is lame, but it would be nice to have a UTD t-shirt, or go to a stupid Battle of Sexes tournament that the girls will of course win. oddly, this makes me miss Commerce. i participated in the battle of the sexes tournament there at the dorms, went to poker nights, helped host a live Rocky Horror screening/performance with the theatre fraternity and was in general able to do things with more freedom. my sister won't have things at night so she'll have a bit more free time to explore the insanity of the student organizations (she is still arguing with my mother over taking polo- i offered to pay for it and my mom almost bit my head off, but my mom pays her insurance so i cant argue) she is on her last interview for a job at Wells Fargo. that would be nice for her to have a job down there, but i really hope she gets to do all of those 'college' things. A&M is so big and has such a unique culture that i'm sure it will work out fine. she texted from her Fish Camp that she had fun at the 60's themed dance they held last night.

we help her move saturday and sunday. i'm probably going to cry. a flood.

on a lighter note, we have an improv show in Austin tonight! we're down a member of our troupe but i'm not worried. krista and william are coming with me so they can see the show and we can go out for party time after!

oh Gossip Girl...

Prohibition never stood a chance against exhibition

De-Grammification

I'm in the middle of working on a fun little story that I don't really want to shove aside during NaNoWriMo. While brainstorming with William about what I could write this year, he suggested keeping a written log of me going out and trying not to be a grandma.

ouch.

but this does bring up an interesting train of thought. in days gone by (i'm sooo old i know) i feel like i went out much more and hung out more in dynamic social settings. improv keeps me social now, and i do see friends as regularly as my schedule allows, but if i'm not going to class, work, or improv, i am content lazing away with my book and cats. this is terribly embarrassing when i step back and look at it. so i won't look too long. can you go from being an extrovert to an introvert? not that i feel like i have become your stereotypical introvert, but there is a change i can only parallel with that conversion. what is it about going out that i don't like? is it that i think the trouble of going through the motions of getting ready is never justified at the end of the night? do i have problems being around tons of people? also, i need to meet more people who live in dallas proper, aside from william. i can't drag the poor guy with me everywhere! most of my friends live in plano, mesquite, carrolton, or goodness help us all new york. not exactly a comfortable spur of the moment producing situation.

so for the month of november, i will go out when people invite, instead of declining so i can go home and sit quietly with my book. the only book i will read is Towers of Midnight, the next chapter of the Wheel of Time series and only because i'm obsessed and have been awaiting its release with much anticipation. when i DO read this book though, i'm not allowed to hide away in the apartment. i MUST go OUT somewhere to read. this means not sitting at home watching true blood and hanging with Tamora Pierce on weekends :) if i do, maddie will send me more threatening text messages!

ugh, november. i need to stock up on coffee...

Listen to want a little rock

Mars Volta reminds me of the most fun I ever had smoking pot. Despite my hanging with lots of peopel who smoked over the years, I haven't done it all that much because I don't enjoy it most of the time. Long story for that to make sense... but anyway. This one time we went to a friend's concert in Dallas and I brought my friend Jeff from Commerce with me to meet up with some Mesquite friends. After the conert, we went back to a friend's casa in the middle of nowhere in the country to smoke out (her parents were out of town). I didn't have class the next day and I was with a bunch of friends I loved. A friend who shall remain nameless and I ran around the house speaking in British accents and we all danced like maniacs to Mars Volta. Especially the last song on the playlist.

tips for getting past me for a job

Soooo, I'm helping a department here at work filter through resumes for an Accounts Manager position for a Ranch. It requires a degree in Finance/Accounting and experience. Salary cap is $50k. Knowing this, let me provide a few pointers...

To whom it may concern,

*do not state that you will not take under $70k. we will not take you.
*do not submit for this position if your only educational bkgd is beauty school. that does not help with accounting.
*do not tell me you will be perfect for the job because you like horses. they can't work calculators or do algebra.
*please do not apply if you are not even residing in this country. how will we interview you? we are not paying to relocate you across the atlantic when we have lovely people here.
*please proofread your resume. it is not my job to edit them before i filter and pass likely candidates onto the team. they will not be impressed.
*please know how to create a resume
*please do not send a cover letter and nice recommendation letters from your family in place of an official resume.

thank you for your consideration in this matter.

How To Be Alone

about face

I feel like with the title 'About Face' I should either be writing a post about oral sex or skin care. Both related. Think about it.

Onto a more serious note- my day today feels so light-hearted compared to yesterday. I paid for school and cried a little on the inside, BUT I got permission from work to leave early to help Brianna move to A&M and do my Austin show the wknd of the 20th AND to go to New York City to visit Colleen and watch The Victims perform at the end of September. This is a very happy day! I'll be savings lots in the next couple of months so don't tempt me to go out much!

SO EXCITED!

stuck

These last two days can kiss my ass. Tomorrow I will be wiping out my savings to pay for yet another semester at UTD. It really bugs me that I feel like I'm not getting what I pay for sometimes. Hell, with things are rough as they are in the job market, my degree might be just a scrap of fancy paper I keep at home while I stay a receptionist until a good job opens up. I wish I didn't end that with a preposition. I wish I went to a real school... listen to this whining! If wishes were dollars... Hopefully I'm only looking at two more tuition payments. I'm tired of spending three months or more out of the year with a tight chest while my bank account tiptoes around this black hole on my checking draft. So many things I wanted to do with my savings just disappeared into thin air. Every time this happens I wonder if I'm irresponsible with money. Shouldn't I be able to do all of this? One huge reason for my tight pay period is my own damn fault and that stings. I'll just have to look at the bright side. I can stay home and write more. I can eat fewer calories if I stay away from bars and eat at home. I can finally reorganize my closets and finishing unpacking. (Yes, I moved 2 months ago but I'm one of THOSE people who never quite puts everything into its place. BUT I do have things on the walls this time around!) Plus, I gained weight according to the scale at the doctors office yesterday. My shoes didn't weight enough to make me feel better about that. Couldn't someone direct that weight to my breasts please? I'm not sure where it's hiding, but I'm going to find it.

I would write more, but I'm in a whining, pissy mood so it would be pure torture to read. Time to go organize my work files. That makes me happy.

need some of this.

after work- dollar margaritas with Maddie!

song of the moment- Amy Winehouse- Love Is A Losing Game (I'd post but it won't stick)
she always brings the crazy now-a-days, but I still love her music. sometimes I forget about this song, rediscover it and fall in love with it all over again. I know it's lame to wallow in your past or even your present or to just lounge around feeling forlorn in general... but this song makes me want to lay across my bed with the windows open and stare at the ceiling fan for a while.

summer, sincerity, soccer

Right now I'm watcing the Algeria, USA match on the huge TV in my reception area. I've only watched a handful of soccer games in my entire life, including my cousins in their youth soccer matches. However, the World Cup is infectious. Maybe it's the vast array of international hotties....or it may be watching their faces during the national anthems, smiling at the various victory dances when a player makes a goal, or the personal will I feel like I'm pouring into the TV as it reaches the 80th minute and the players are bone weary but pushing the boundaries of athleticism to dig up that final reserve fo power. Either way, I can feel that little flutter in my stomach, the ball of happy anxiety that tells me I'm actually excited about this World Cup game. I feel like every live TV I see now, from Texadelphia to Twisted Root to our office trading desk, has ESPN on lock. Wheeeeeee! Also, does the World Cup not remind anyone else of Quidditch? I mean not to sound like a nerd, but with the scoring system? No?
So many missed opportunities in this game and we're only at the 38th minute. Big frowny face.

I'm planning on crafting a letter today to withdrawl my help from the two non-profit groups I've worked with these last three months. They are nice people, but I'm not getting the help I need are far as resources go, and every meeting with them convinces me that though they do good deeds, I'm not comfortable with the extreme evangelical spirit of either group. I joke around a lot, but in my heart, I would like to think I have a well balanced of idea of right and wrong, and a good view of morality. These people would not agree with me if they knew many of my views, and after reading the 2010 Texas Republican Platform yesterday, I'm sure they would agree with 99% of this terribly disturbing document. As it stands, I last spoke with them 2 weeks ago, I have nothing to go on, and the only thing I feel towards them is guilty for not being able to do more. With school, improv, multiple road trips in the coming months... it is time to cut back. Very hard for me to say this and leave a job 'unfinished' but I can find a better fit and be of more use to another organization at another time. Doesn't make me feel better about the whole thing, but it's true.

I was talking to my friend Maddie the other day and our conversation spurred the inevitable 'what am I going to do with my degree? my LIFE?' freak out. It was very uncomfortable. Texas enrages me so much, but I love it and it is home. Who knows, maybe after I get my degree I'll start looking out of state. It's a very small chance. My new apartment is wonderful. I love where it is situated and can't wait to show it off during all the parties coming up these next few months. So much on my to-do list for this evening, but at some point I want to try to hang a few more things on the walls. I have homes chosen, but some of my hardware for hanging was lost in the move.

I leave for Vegas in 13 days! That will kick off a series of non-stop busy weekends. I love that I wanted to do so much with my summer, but ran out of time before it really began. Can I just sleep for my birthday? Please?

new story idea!

i'm excited to:
start P90X tonight after a small delay
pack up my junk for the move next week
reread the clues for the TofM release later this year
sketch out a nice story for my latest fun idea

this weekend i started feeling the pull of too many responsibilities. just thinking about what all i need to juggle gives me headaches. people think i'm crazy for doing so much, but i KNOW i can finish it all with a high level of satisfaction if only i could rearrange my schedule better. this will be my summer goal. that and not dying from P90X. oh, and not blushing at the strippers in vegas.