guilty pleasures

First of all, read this: http://www.27bslash6.com/strata.html

It's funny, plain and simple... but you have to make it all the way to the bottom to fully appreciate it! And trust me, it's worth it.

On Tuesday, I have an internship interview. And I am. so. excited. I must note, however, that I hope they decide it'll be paid (that was still up in the air last time I spoke with them). I want this internship sooo much, for a variety of reasons. 

1. I need the experience, BADLY

2. I hate serving hot dogs

3. I want to wear cute clothes to work

4. I hate serving hot dogs

5. Having this on my resume would be spectacular

6. I hate serving hot dogs

5. I want an excuse to buy new shoes... like these:

Ha, who am I kidding? I can only dream of buying these shoes. But that's the point of this internship, kinda. I want to be able to become great at my job, have an astonishingly successful career, and make enough money to splurge on awesomeness such as these shoes. 

If you had money to blow, what guilty-pleasure item would you spend it on?

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sand between my toes

Today, one of my lovely friends made a  toast in her blog as proposed by another wonderful blogger, galadarling. So I've decided to follow along and do the same...

I toast to:

success

a happy home

promising futures

stable jobs

warmth of summer

the beach

family & friends

snuggly kitties

healthy bodies

good hair days

Now, doesn't that feel good? 

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workplace attire conundrum

Lucky me, I got a callback for an internship! It was for a marketing intern at a behavioral health facility... 45 minutes away. *Sigh* Regardless of the long commute, I decided to take the drive down and have the interview. When I got there, I walked into the dark lobby and rang the bell. I was greeted by a nice young woman who asked me to take a seat until my interviewer was ready. As she walked away, I noticed she was wearing... socks. 

That's right, no shoes, just socks. This seemed very odd to me, but I ignored it and continued to wait in the lobby. Another employee wandered up to the front area to use the restroom, and was wearing slippers. Well, this really irked me and I was seriously starting to wonder what kind of workplace this really was. My interview was at noon; I was there 10 minutes early. My interviewer didn't come get me until 12:15, and do you know what she was wearing? Sweat pants!

I'm talking about the kind that have the elastic at the ankle. And to complete the look, she paired it with a solid colored men's tee. What is wrong with these people? Oh, and the other gentleman who was also interviewing me didn't show up until 12:30. Seriously guys, let's get our act together!

Regardless that the company is obviously, uh, very casual, the internship didn't sound too terrible. No, not my dream internship, but it would sure beat serving hot dogs. I also have an interview at an advertising/PR/branding company in Milwaukee next Tuesday, so I will keep my fingers crossed that the people there dress appropriately. 

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summer trends I love

Ah, how a girl loves to shop! I had a bit of a rough day today so I decided to cheer myself up with a magazine and some online browsing... no buying though! Well, not yet at least. Check out these adorble finds from Forever21. The dress above has the most amazing pattern and the greatest colors. The shoes, ah, the shoes... these cork wedges had me reaching for my debit card, but I resisted! They are under $30 though, so very affordable, but I'm still reeling from a recent spree I had at the mall. 

What summer trends are you dying to have?

tacos and travel plans

So... I didn't even make it three weeks as a vegetarian. Gah! Well, I gave it a try and I have determined that I am going to be a pseudo-vegetarian and just eat meat once in awhile. It seems more reasonable for someone like myself who can't cook a damn thing and therefore doesn't have a lot of meal options. Jameson and I had tacos tonight and there were delicious... I bought some awesome tortillas to put them in - roasted tomato basil. Yum!

My summer classes start on Tuesday which means I need to hustle my butt down to Milwaukee to buy my book for the class - Law of Mass Communication. Kill me now! It sounds like its going to be terrible and its only going to take four weeks. Sure, it'll be over quickly like ripping off a bandaid but it's going to be very painful to do that much homework so fast. Ugh. After that I'll have Photojournalism which means I'll have a decent excuse to buy a new camera... yay! After that comes Environmental Geography so that will be another big bummer... but then it will be vacation time!

San Francisco, here I come!

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dreaming of things big and wonderful

How I Met Your Mother is one of my favorite shows... it's funny yet real in so many ways. In a recent episode I was watching, Lily and Marshall are about to get married, and Lily is getting cold feet. Out of nowhere, we find out that she applied to an art fellowship in California... they live in New York. After much debate, she decides she is going to take the fellowship; "I need to figure out who I am outside of us," she tells Marshall. They break up.

I have been desperately looking for an internship for the summer, and my late start is not helping me at all. It's my fault that I waited so long, but regardless, I've been on the computer for hours the last few days applying to just about any internship I can find. Today, while I was sitting at the computer, alone in the apartment, I decided to look up internships in advertising and fashion all over. I applied to various internships in New York... and even one in London.

What was I thinking? I can't explain what came over me. I just did it. Now, don't be scared that this is going to shake my relationship with Jameson; remember, I couldn't get an internship around here... so what makes me think I can get one elsewhere? Perhaps I got dreamy and started thinking about how glamorous and wonderful it would be to have that amazing, once-in-a-lifetime fashion internship that would jumpstart my exciting career in runway or something else fantastic. I don't know what it was, really, but I've still got this dreamy look in my eye just thinking about it. It's fun to wonder what it could be like if a miracle happened....

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things between us are simple

A friend of mine just got back from college and was looking forward to a fun summer with old friends and the exciting possibility of an internship just over the horizon. It's stressful waiting to hear about a job, I know that, but now compound this stress with that of a high maintenance relationship that is going nowhere. She's slowly sucking the life out of him as she does crazy things to attract his attention and that of others. It's terribly sad, watching him waste away before our eyes as this awful relationship drains him. He cares for her, regardless, and wants to be sure that she's okay and that's what keeps him from ending it. That's sweet, I think, because he has the courtesy to ensure she will be fine. The problem is, she doesn't want to be fine.

Watching him struggle with his relationship, however, makes me more aware of how awesome mine really is. I'm not trying to gloat and I'm not saying we don't have our problems - because we do - but we love each other deeply in a way I can't describe. And so I'm thanksful for what I have. Things in my life might not be going quite as I expected, but I can always count on having a great guy to come home to. One who will make me tea and rub my head when I have a headache. One who is willing to move into my parents basement to save money for a house. One who lets me try out ten different colors of nail polish on his toes until I find just the right one. I love him, and I shouldn't take it for granted. There's hardly any bickering, no whining that he's hanging out with his friends instead of me, and no breakup threats. Things between us are simple; we love each other. 

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