Saturday, December 17, 2011

Willa the alligator

I really can't describe how much I love my clients. It's so incredibly weird to not have the feeling of wanting to not jump off a bridge when I'm driving to work. I mean, I sort of like the people I work with at Best Buy and my paychecks are fairly decent for being a part time retail job, but is that what I want to do with my $100,000 dollar education? Not so much. Being a TSS isn't really what I imagined doing with my life, but I certainly don't mind it. I want to get more clients and have it be more of a full time job but I'm nervous that I'm not going to get clients who are as awesome as the ones I have now.

There is just so much to think about. I mean, to an outsider, the decision would be black and white (to quit the stupid retail job and do TSS full time) but I never make the right decision, now do I? No, I don't.

I really just need to decide what I want to do with the rest of my life. While I was doing nothing while I was volunteering, I made a list of pros and cons about what I'm doing and what I think I want to do and it was just a jumble of nonsense. It didn't help me at all.

And the nurse at Women's Choice told me to find a guy at a church event but I'm not really sure if I want that. I was telling her about all of my bad luck with the opposite sex lately (well, really my whole life) and that was her advice. I think I just need to focus on what I have and stop being a terrible person. But then again, I think "you know, I'm 23. I have no real responsibility, I hardly have to pay for anything, I'm extremely lucky. I can just completely do what ever I want." But for some reason I can't think that way and I obsess about everything. Mostly about how much I've been eating lately, but that's another post all in itself.


Well, who is ready for Christmas? I'm really not. I've always found Christmas somewhat depressing, yet this year I'm obsessed with Christmas music. It's almost all that I listen to anymore.

And I really want an iPad. Do you know how depressing it is selling 5 of them a day to all of these parents who are getting their 13 year olds 700 dollars worth of awesome and convienent technology? It's cripplingly depressing. It hurts to think about it. And the lack of protection plans being bought on those things and how much it screws up my numbers because I'm a terrible salesperson and I can only sell protection plans on tv's and iPod's for some reason.

Anyway, I finished all of my paperwork and my client's mom is feeding him right now so I thought I'd share a little about my thoughts lately.

And happy Saturday!

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

you promised me starry night skies.

These are my awesome new pants.
They're pink cords from J. Crew. 
Adorable. 
K and they looked pretty ugly on me but they were so cute I didn't care. 

P. S. 
As stupid as this picture is and as annoying as I find Lauren Conrad, girl makes a good point.

Monday, December 12, 2011

You breathe in when I exhale :]

So, first off, I just bought sweet potato fries at the dollar store. So they were a dollar...
Secondly, I'm such an awesome baker and I just made these really delicious oreo cheesecake cookies. 
here is the recipe! They're super easy and if I can do it, you know it's simple and takes like 30 minutes for the whole process. 
Sometimes I wonder why I don't have boys fawning over me.
But this drink is amazing. Also at the dollar store. 2 for $1 :]

Thursday, December 8, 2011

under the sea.

You know what?
I just really want my hair to look like Ariel's from The Little Mermaid.
But that's never going to happen.


I also wouldn't mind actually living under the sea, singing about forks, having some hot guy like Eric fawning over me and enjoying the fact that I don't like to talk. I also wouldn't mind being as skinny as Ariel. But you know, Ursula isn't that bad either. 

She's the second best villain in a Disney movie (after Hades, of course). Then again, Ariel is only the second best heroine in a Disney movie. Do we even need to discuss who is number one? (Hint: It's my psycho cat's actual name)

Monday, December 5, 2011

you don't need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows.


So, since I've been spending so much time in the Woman Cave lately, I thought I'd take you on a little tour because I don't think I've shown you pictures of it yet:
 This is the bedroom. It doesn't look much like this anymore. The bed is now sitting on the floor (no bed frame) and it's not made. There are no pillows and is now a jumble of comforters strewn all over the mattress. And, let me tell you, that is the world's most uncomfortable mattress in existence. My back is still screaming in agony from when I slept there about two weeks ago *shutters from the memory*
 I love the little alcove. I think the fact that it's pink is the cutest thing in the world. It thrills me to look at it.
This is the living room. I took these pictures this summer when the Woman Cave was in it's beginning stages. That plant is long dead and gone. There isn't any junk on the desk and on the other side of the room (not shown, obviously) is a love seat in the same pattern as this chair that no one ever sits in. We do have a TV from the 90's that is always on. I've become a permanent fixture on this couch with my awesome fleece heated blanket. It's the greatest thing on planet earth. I don't even need a boyfriend now.

You want some things for me to talk about? Here you go:
I'll discuss these pictures from left to right, top to bottom. 
Picture 1:
I am obsessed with blush. And now MAC products. And this color, "Dame". It's so cute and it makes me feel like I'm Penny from Happy Endings. I only wish I didn't have so much ugly and acne on my face so it would look better. 
Picture 2:
These hats are so cute. They're at Old Navy. If you have kids or you know someone with kids, please go buy them so there can be more happiness in the world. 
Picture 3:
Seriously. This eggnog is so good. It's almost as good as real eggnog but not as bad for you. And it's organic, duh. 
Picture 4:
No comment. Best. Thing. Ever. 
It's a pumpkin shake from Sonic. God, how I love Sonic. 
Picture 5:
This is just my life lately. If I baked this cake every time I've been grumpy lately...
Picture 6:
My favorite supervisor made this for me when I forgot my actual name tag. 
Picture 7:
I'm getting really tired of seeing stupid things about what people hate. Like, why are you making money writing a book about what you hate. I could be a millionaire if I complied all of the things I hate. Someone just give me a book deal. Now, when Jamie bought me this book a while back, I thought the genre was funny. It's just played out now. 
Picture 8:
I just thought Laura would like this.

Friday, December 2, 2011

we'll float on, good news is on the way.

I'm pretty sure I would be completely happy if my life was a mixture of Gone With the Wind, Marie Antoinette and When Harry Met Sally.
I'm not even sure what parts, just the best parts. I'm not even sure which leading lady I would choose to be most like. They're all amazing. I suppose only Sally has a favorable fate, but whatever. Getting beheaded because and entire country hates you has to be an awesome feeling. Or at least a good way to go, right? 
The clothes in all three situations are infinitely better than anything I'd be forced to wear in 2011.

I'm over halfway done reading Is Everyone Hanging Out Without Me? and I started less than 3 hours ago. I'm so happy I randomly decided to read this book. I've come to the conclusion that Mindy Kaling isn't all that much like me. She can sing and act... I forgot about that. But her stories from her childhood are boss. And I really like her shirt on the front cover.

I'm just happy I'm reading anything because I started to read this stupid book about some slut who decided to have her and her fiance invite their exes to their wedding and obviously petty, stupid drama ensued. I couldn't even take it. I thought it was going to be a lighthearted book, but no. Just something unpalatable. 
I've decided that I'm going to stick to my favorite genre: Autobiographies/memoirs of semi-famous people who are funny. There really isn't a better genre of literature.



I figure I should tell you about this before it gets really bad.
I have a new girl crush.
And I realize that I'm probably really behind on this trend, but I'm in love.
Mindy Kaling.
Laugh me to death.
She is everything I want to be (and I honestly think she's similar to me, except much funnier)
I can see she's going to inspire me to do many things.