the good, the bad and the stained Thursday, Nov 27 2008

At Thanksgiving, it’s so easy to forget the purpose of the holiday. It’s easy to get caught up in the turkey and pumpkin and potatoes and gluttony of it all, and soon and so easily forgetting the purpose of the holiday, which is to be grateful. I’m grateful for many things this year, the good, the bad, and even the stained, because each experience makes me a better person, no matter how difficult (or stained.)

THE GOOD:

• I’m working on deadline. Which always makes me happy and infinitely more productive.
• I had a manicure tonight. Which is much needed and much appreciated. (No fake nails for this girl. I go to a student salon/spa for polish changes, which is fabulous. And I intend to abuse it, because my stylist is about to graduate, so it’s requiring much restraint to not go in every single day until she does.)
• I got a Starbucks Salted Caramel Espresso Truffle (nonfat milk plzkthanks) and it was delicious. The Bucks has yet to seriously disappoint me. I hate mochas, and yet they are slowly growing on me, with the lasting effect of making me feel sick afterwards. (see “the stained” for more information…)
• Tide To-Go Pens. (Again, see “the stained” for more information…)
  

  Lifesaver.

• My best is home. And he is greatly needed.
• My car got towed when I was visiting friends last week. You see, you’d think that was bad news, but I was just informed my bill will be cut in half. That’s an upside, people.
• These girls, for helping me and rallying around when I needed them (this is not our best photo, but the only one I had on my computer):
  
• And this one for always being there:
  
• For new friends, like R’s roommate
• And old, like R and M and C and J

THE BAD:

• Even though I’m grateful to the girls for helping me with the whole tow sitch, I’m not so much happy for it happening. I hate their apartment complex.
• I chipped my nails on the way out of the manicure.
• My internship is nearly over, which is intensely depressing, because I love it.

THE STAINED:

• In yet another example of my inability to wear white without spilling, after TEN MINUTES of wearing a white T-Shirt to work, spill. Spill, spill, spill. Whatever, I’m stronger. But this explains my adoration and undying love for Tide To-Go pens. They are lovely inventions, they really are.

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posting on post-its Monday, Nov 24 2008

At Mystery Bank, my summer job where I filled in a receptionist, I was very excited to go to the supply closet, and get my desk ready and situated with the miscellaneous things I may need- highlighters, paper clips, and pens of the clicky top or removable top variety, in blue and black and red. But one thing made me seriously excited for the supply closet: Post-Its.

I wanted them in all shapes, sizes, and colors, mini and memo. So imagine my disgust when I go to the shelf where the sticky notes are and… Faux-Its (pronounced foestits).

I tried to get them to stick. They simply refused, falling off nearly immediately. I tried to adapt. Alas, it simply didn’t work. I couldn’t deal with the fake, cheap imitation. And so I persisted, trying to get my co-worker to order the real, legit, solid, proven sticky notes of the 3M variety. I failed, but my love for Post-Its wouldn’t die.

I love Post-Its. My love for Post-Its is real, and let me tell you, darling, it’s deep. It may be weird, but those beautifully colored sticky notes just make my life and my days so easier.

I have the Post-It digital software on my computer- basically, on my desktop, sticky notes are always there. Straight from 3M, baby. I gather as many accessories as I can. I love the highlighter pen that has the flags. How convenient is that? Not only can you flip to the page, you have the exact passage you need right there!

I like them in lime and in blue, in yellow and every hue. On my wall, I made a calendar, of Post-Its, counting down the days to a very significant event, although I can’t completely take credit for that one: I did steal the Post-It calendar idea from my dear friend. Although, it should be noted he had a legit calendar, mine is only a countdown. (Props to you, buddy- good idea.)

I subscribe to the Post-It notification e-mail. It keeps me updated on all things Post-It, which I greatly appreciate. Imagine my delight when I discover 3M’s latest creation: Post-It Pockets! How novel, right? You stick it to the wall, next to your Post-It calendar, with bills, reminders, WHATEVER! I’m very excited. I want one in purple. (Obvs.)

This isn’t unhealthy love, right? Post-It? Good obsession.

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subpar Sunday, Nov 23 2008

I started to write, well, for that matter, but it wasn’t what I wanted. It was my first quality post for awhile, one that could have been good, but I just lost patientce.

The short version?

I love my friends. I love them, and I appreciate them more than they could ever know or I could ever express.

They are all wonderful. Each and every one of them.

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an actual hypothetical Tuesday, Nov 18 2008

So, let’s say you’re a twenty-year-old intern at the most important newspaper in your state’s capital. You are invited to a holiday party AT THE GOVERNOR’S HOUSE. The governor will indeed be there. So will all your co-workers, and fellow reporters. It’s an excellent networking opportunity, yet a holiday party at the same time.

WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WEAR?!?

The point is, I’m going to a holiday party, and it’s hosted by the Governor, and I have zero idea what to wear. Additionally, I have a work holiday party, so I can’t repeat the outfit (not because I can’t wear the same thing twice, but because it will be two work events, back-to-back, and that isn’t so much kosher) so I may need two dresses.

This was my first thought (minus the belt), with a cardigan, but it’s awful flashy:

It has the upside of looking fantastic on me, though. My boobs look almost small(!). I could wear it to the family event, as well. Maybe. If I pushed for a more formal family thing. New Year’s, for sure.

And after that… I’m out. I have nothing. Maybe a fabulous top with a pencil skirt, wide belt?

Like this:

and

I need some serious time. Plus shoes. Bag. This is worse than prom. Oy. Vey.

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jim would save the receptionist Wednesday, Nov 12 2008

would you?

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i love my grandpa. Tuesday, Nov 11 2008

he told me to try olive oil for my stomach, and i took it with a grain of salt, because italians use olive oil for e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g.

i googled it, and it is indeed a cure for ulcers and stomach problems.

i love him.

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dear senor douchebag Monday, Nov 10 2008

Dear Senor Douche bag:

(disclaimer: I know ‘Senor’ has one of these ~ over the n. I don’t feel like making it happen.)

I am in the computer lab trying to work. Now, that is never going to happen if assholes like you keep telling me to put my diet coke, my mother ship, my one true love in life, in my bag. I need the caffeine. I don’t care that I’m not supposed to drink it because I’m sick. It’s the only thing keeping me from crashing on the keyboard.

Now, computer asshole, if you want to not drink your coffee next to the machines, you’d be forgiven. But until then, stop yelling at me for my drink which is tightly closed and sitting nowhere near the keyboard. I hate you.

Furthermore, I don’t see the problem with the drinking of the soda. Is that your job? Patrolling the consumption of soda in computer labs? If so, get a freaking life! Go outside, get some sunshine on that pale, pasty forehead of yours!

Needless to say, I’m irrationally angry.

Computer douchebag, please rot in hell. Oh yeah, you’re awkward and ugly and balding.

Many thanks,

Maria

maybe i’m overreacting. but i doubt it. i’m seriously thirsty.

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i had a good talk with you today Sunday, Nov 9 2008

you need to take these moments when you can get them. in the grocery store on a cell phone, in the car… wherever.

but it was one of our best. you helped me sort it out. thank you!!

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we get on, kate nash Saturday, Nov 8 2008

This speaks to me. I wish it didn’t.

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i want a sweater cape. Saturday, Nov 8 2008

just like tina/liz and fake oprah.

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Friday, Nov 7 2008

just saw nick and norah’s infinite playlist.

i still love michael cera.

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i looked like a catholic schoolgirl today. Thursday, Nov 6 2008

and this is better said on my twitter.

but allie. it was indeed schoolgirl. mary janes, tights, plaid skirt, bowed headband…. it was bad. i don’t think this is an office appropriate outfit.

i will show photos later. now… it’s sleep.

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nablopomo failure Wednesday, Nov 5 2008

i’m too tired to write

so i am posting for the sake of posting.

i will be back to normal after the election night has worn off. still tired. being awake for 37 hours is not good.

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i’m in the minority Tuesday, Nov 4 2008

the serious minority, but i’m sad it’s over.

elections are my favorite thing in the world. the only thing better is election night. and now, they are both over.

sad face.

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untitled Tuesday, Nov 4 2008

I saw those photos on his desk, so silly, so fun, so loving. And all I could think was:

It’s my secret too. My dirty rotten shame of wanting what I can’t have. Always and forever, this is me.

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a bs post, but you’ll see why Sunday, Nov 2 2008

so i am exhausted, but i want to stay up for b & s (brothers and sisters/what i call ‘the walkers’) at 10. but i know i actually make it until then, i won’t be tired when it’s over.

catch-22?

arrgh.

i’m going to make it. i’m determined. and i will! go to sleep immediately after. it’s decided.

what is your ridiculous sleeping pattern?

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my first REAL weekend off Saturday, Nov 1 2008

Today is the beginning of my first weekend off in I don’t know how long. I have no responsibilities, no papers, no stories on deadline… just fun. And I’m choosing to be productive and get stuff together for internship. I’m being very very well behaved, unfortunately enough.

Sometimes, just sitting down to write is the answer; I highly doubt today will be eventful.

One thing I do need to do is head to a mall. There two in my town. I’m debating which one I want to go to, because I work at one and could pick up my paycheck, but at the other is a store I really want to visit, and is the entire point of me going to the mall in the first place. I’ll probably just go to the one I work at, just because getting money is smarter than spending it.

In other news, it’s NaBloPoMo. I’m doing it, even if it kills me. Write your asses off, bitches!

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maybe i lied. Thursday, Oct 30 2008

i want to stay. so i think i’ll try it out.

this is my risk, my passion, my experiment, so maybe I should just lie in my own bed. things get too close for comfort, well, that’s my own fault.

i can’t think about who’s reading. it’s embarrasing, but if co-workers or friends or whomever reads, that’s great. that’s what all writers want.

but it changes my message if i think about it. i just want to be honest. my best writing comes that way. and i hate censorship. arrgh. so frustrating.

but it’s a line i’m going to have to walk very, very carefully.

and this is me. starting over.

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i’m done Thursday, Oct 23 2008

it just needs to happen. it’s too hard switching and hiding. it used to mean something. it doesn’t any longer.

for now, i’m done.

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