Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Look at October go.
shit's about to get real starting next week.
I got my extern all figured out, I'm done with school in three weeks and couldn't be more horrified to work on actual paying patients. Bright side: Bonnie (pretty much my other mother) got me the hook up and the Dr is super nice.
I also FINALLY got a new job, and being that pretty much the only job offers I've gotten in the past year was that of the adult industry I'm pretty thrilled. (Not that I have any problem with being part of the industry again but I can do other things aswell!) The new situation isn't just "a job", but working for a company and brand I love and believe in. AllSaints makes amazing clothes, from women's casuals, to menswear, to *gasp* dresses I want to wear! I definitely haven't been able to say that about any brand in a looong time.
Second bright side: Quitting Cleos, it's been great (and terrible at times) and I have to be thankful because that job kept a roof over my head, but goddamn am I ready to leave it after 3 years.
Third bright side:
I start AllSaints on Monday and HOLY FUCK do they hook you up with swag, I haven't gone "shopping shopping" in almost 2 years. And while that's good in some ways because over consumerism is ridiculous and a real problem in America, I want new clothes and I want them now.
So the next three weeks are going to be insane because I'll be going to school from 1-5, finishing all of my senior checkoff (fml) and then going straight to work from 6-midnight to help set up the store. My head may explode, but shit I'll look good when it happens.
I got my extern all figured out, I'm done with school in three weeks and couldn't be more horrified to work on actual paying patients. Bright side: Bonnie (pretty much my other mother) got me the hook up and the Dr is super nice.
I also FINALLY got a new job, and being that pretty much the only job offers I've gotten in the past year was that of the adult industry I'm pretty thrilled. (Not that I have any problem with being part of the industry again but I can do other things aswell!) The new situation isn't just "a job", but working for a company and brand I love and believe in. AllSaints makes amazing clothes, from women's casuals, to menswear, to *gasp* dresses I want to wear! I definitely haven't been able to say that about any brand in a looong time.
Second bright side: Quitting Cleos, it's been great (and terrible at times) and I have to be thankful because that job kept a roof over my head, but goddamn am I ready to leave it after 3 years.
Third bright side:
I start AllSaints on Monday and HOLY FUCK do they hook you up with swag, I haven't gone "shopping shopping" in almost 2 years. And while that's good in some ways because over consumerism is ridiculous and a real problem in America, I want new clothes and I want them now.
So the next three weeks are going to be insane because I'll be going to school from 1-5, finishing all of my senior checkoff (fml) and then going straight to work from 6-midnight to help set up the store. My head may explode, but shit I'll look good when it happens.
Sunday, October 3, 2010
saturday night injuries.
I never bruise and I've been covered with them lately, bruises and scrapes.
last night:
micaila, arm wrestling on the sidewalk in shorts WILL lead to skinned knees.
it will also lead to random strangers circling around you placing bets on who's going to win (it turned into plaid vs. booty) I'm sure you can guess which one was me.
last saturday:
catching up with shawn while at the mercury will make you think you're an amazing dancer (because everyone there was AWEFUL) and will result with a stiletto shaped bruise on your left foot and a giant bruise covering the entire top of your right foot. thanks for the ssouvenir shawn.
saturday before last:
pink panty droppers won't make me drop my drawers, but they sure as hell will encourage me to sport a gun holster and wrestle on a hard concrete floor. I haven't had bruised knees in years.
last night:
micaila, arm wrestling on the sidewalk in shorts WILL lead to skinned knees.
it will also lead to random strangers circling around you placing bets on who's going to win (it turned into plaid vs. booty) I'm sure you can guess which one was me.
last saturday:
catching up with shawn while at the mercury will make you think you're an amazing dancer (because everyone there was AWEFUL) and will result with a stiletto shaped bruise on your left foot and a giant bruise covering the entire top of your right foot. thanks for the ssouvenir shawn.
saturday before last:
pink panty droppers won't make me drop my drawers, but they sure as hell will encourage me to sport a gun holster and wrestle on a hard concrete floor. I haven't had bruised knees in years.
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