There's Always Vodka

Unless I drank it all. In that case, we'll need some more.


Not a real post, just an update

So…guys…yeah…still unemployed. I interviewed at two companies last week, and I just heard back from them. I’m a great fit for their companies, but they’re not hiring me.

The good news is, they both want me to interview for other open positions, so at least there’s that. I’m sure I’ll be crying again in a couple of weeks when these come back as duds as well. If I could afford the vodka, I’d be drinking.



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Ugh! Not again!

I lost out on a job today. I was told last week that it was mine, but today they changed their minds. It wasn’t even a permanent job. It was just a one-time gig, but it paid well and I could really use the money. I don’t know how I’m going to pay my bills this month. I still haven’t paid rent. I don’t know what I’m going to do.

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Golden Lush Awards

This past Sunday were the Golden Globes. My boyfriend and I try to watch all the movies nominated so that we can have informed opinions about all the nominees and the  subsequent winners. Honestly, we just like watching movies.

Anyway, when awards season comes around we always go through our ritual, and then party like we are actually there. This year I partied a little too hard. So the lessons I learned from this Sunday I will be applying on Oscar night.

They are as follows:

A) Do not try to keep up with BF – he is twice my size, therefore he can drink more.

B) Remember to pace myself. It’s not a race.

C) I do not need to take a drink every time someone says “surreal” during the red carpet pre-show. THEY ALL SAY “SURREAL”!

D) Drink lots of water!

I would like to wish myself good luck, because I will probably not remember any of these. See you after the Oscars!

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Not a real post or anything even close to a real post

This post from Super Miami Bro pretty much sums up Art Basel in Miami this past week.

You go to the art events expecting to see this…

She wouldn't stop staring at me.

She wouldn’t stop staring at me.

And you get this…

I actually dig her style.

I actually dig her style.

There really wasn’t much new this year at Art Miami. The same ‘ol galleries are still bringing the same ‘ol pieces they have been for years. Let’s hope next year is better.


Boring post about my feelings and shit.

I’m having another one of those frustrating days where I feel like nothing is going to work out, and I’m going to be struggling for the rest of my life.

I know it’s just a bad day, and everyone has bad days, and the world is not out to get me; I just feel like throwing myself a pity party today. Unfortunately, I have no chocolate ice cream – which is essential when throwing a pity party.

I do however, have booze. I might try that. Although, I don’t think that would cheer me up. It will of course help me to come up with the answer of how to bring about world peace. I’ll have to remember to write it down this time. I’m tired of people asking me how to do that. Seriously, People, I can’t be the only person coming up with the answers. Sheesh!

I could keep rambling for a while, but it will cut into my drinking time, and I can’t allow that.

Instead, I’m just going to leave this photograph I took recently of the most evil creature I have ever met in my life – just for giggles. My parents call her Baby; I call her Satan.

No, she’s not missing an ear. This is just her version of the “stink eye”. Bitch.