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Quarter-life crisis.

May 6

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Seriously. It’s time to get up off my ass and get serious. I’ve been bouncing around these meaningless jobs for far too long and I’m just sick of it.
What would I do if money weren’t a factor? If staying in Charlotte weren’t a factor (snort)? If I could do anything?

The answer used to be dance. Sadly, I’m 25 and the talent has piqued. While I can certainly still teach, Broadway is no longer a viable option. I know, and I was thisclose!

It’s simple. Write. It’s what I’ve always done, even as a kid. I have probably…between 20 and 30 journals. That’s over one per year! I would go to some fabulous grad school program and spend all my time writing.

I was reading (in Costco Magazine, no less) Emily Giffin’s recent interview, in which she stated that she practiced law even though she was unhappy because she didn’t think writing was a realistic option.  Well, hmm.  Turned out…it was.  So I’m done wasting my time when I know what I want to do.  Articles are being written and are on their way to magazine submission and (I don’t care how long it takes) publication. 

I don’t care how many hours I have to babysit, teach dance, whatever it takes.  Apparently the working world does NOT inspire me since I did NOT write a single lick of legitimate fiction while working at that last dump.   And I’m sooooo f’ing sick of blogging, oy.  It’s gotta go.

I’m on a mission, people.   So if you don’t hear from me in awhile…it’s not cause I’m dead.

And Dad?  Remember that time you told me that I’d never write a bestselling novel?  You will EAT THOSE WORDS, my friend.

I know I have no money, but I want a new computer.

Feb 16

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My Dell (um, born in 2003) is officially crapping out. I know they say Macs have a longer life than PCs, but I defy anyone to show me their Mac that’s lasted 7 years. Are you kidding me? 7 years?! Jeez. Average life span is 3.

So here’s a pretty and new 17″ Dell in an OPI color – No Room for the Blues. I like that it can match my nails! And it’s $734, plus $12.95 for 7-day shipping.  Excuse my ghetto crop.

OR

Here’s a 15″ MacBook Pro – standard. And it’s $1700, with free shipping, ooooooo.

I mean, seriously. $1K more? What can this thing do, make me coffee?

What do yall think?

Another way to give me money.

Feb 16

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I make jewelry! And it’s cute! So far I’ve sold three pieces, two of which were shipped to Canada – I’m a Canadian sensation!

Visit the Etsy shop: http://www.flowerchilddrumsong.etsy.com

And buy stuff.

The first of probably not so many.

Feb 4

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Ok, here is the first low-quality super-secret pic of Sir Slacksalot. Doing what she does best: slacking. Looking at houses actually, and speaking on her headset to her boyfriend in Spanish. I don’t think she knows exactly how much Spanish I comprehend. To her own detriment.

I know, I know, next time I’ll go for the close-up on the face but I have to be at least a little careful.  And figuring out how to paste a picture into a post (don’t want to save to my work comp, for obvious reasons) was such a pain.  I’m surprised she didn’t see me tooling around with A PICTURE OF HER for ten minutes or so.  Well…not THAT surprised.

What to do, what to do?

Dec 18

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The past few days have been an anomaly… I’m not accustomed to having nothing to do and have resorted to cleaning house, sending out holiday cards, cooking dinner, etc.  Quite wifely duties, to say the least.

My record remains the same:  I’ve gotten every job I’ve ever interviewed for!  I start at my new job on Monday and am very excited.  Closer to home, people seem great, company is stellar (information to be released after the new year).  Released after the new year because I’m basically working two days next week and then another week off and go back January 4th (also Jess’ 25th birthday!)

This really couldn’t have worked out any better than if I had planned it, hmmm….

Last night was fun fun.  Angela had been over for the afternoon while we did some present-wrapping and day-drinking.  Ang, Erin, Dan, his wife Kristine, and their four-month-old baby Maeve came over and I played hostess!  Salad, green beans, cracker butter chicken, biscuits, and a delicious yule log Erin brought.  Plus wine, obviously.  Lots of wine. 

And yes, it’s true, I have baby fever.  Maeve is adorable and was giggling at me.  I’m in love with her!  Kris and Dan are great company and hilarious, as are Erin and Angela. 

Tomorrow is my last day of freedom, sorta.  And I have a ton of errands to run!  Need to officially change my name on my Driver’s License, bank accounts, passport, etc.  AND go to Crate & Barrel AND take Mac to the groomer.  Oy. 

This is a very happy chapter beginning.  I can tell, folks. 

Feel it in my gut…

Dec 12

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Not too much I can say right now, but believe me, it’s coming.

Taking some time for myself, time to reflect on lessons I have learned and the stands I have taken.  I am very proud, but I am very broken.  Looking forward to some healing time. 

Dude, I am tired.

Dec 2

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The in-laws came in town for the whole of the Thanksgiving holidays.  And I do mean the whole.  They arrived Wednesday night and we got to sleep around midnight.  It was Aimee’s first time seeing the house! 

On Thursday we woke up early and had a light breakfast to prepare for turkey du jour.  Jour d’Turkey?  hmmm.  Wie sagt man ,Thanksgiving’ auf Deutsch???  Ok, there’s no Thanksgiving in other languages, because – as I had to remind many more friends than I am proud of – it’s an American holiday.  Doy.

Turkey, mmmmmmmmm.  Stuffing, fruit salad, and pies baked from scratch by yours truly. 

Lots of shopping. 

I need another vacay.  Stat.

You just messed with the wrong bride.

Oct 21

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So…I hear some people want to see a Bridezilla?

Well, things were all calm/cool/collect until I got royally screwed over by MANCINO IRON RENTALS in Austin, Texas.  That’s right, I said Mancino Iron in Austin.  Welcome to your new Google search results. 

I will have a chuppah…cause…yknow.  We’re Jews and stuff.

I paid a deposit to rent said chuppah to Mancino Iron in Austin, Texas.  50% of the total cost.  And received a ghetto “sales receipt” in the mail.  And yes, I’m using quotes. 

I was considering using them for centerpieces.  I emailed the owner, Alan Fyke (hi Alan, welcome to YOUR new Google search results), and asked him for a quote for these iron tree centerpieces.  He sent, and I thanked him.  FOR THE QUOTE.  No deposit was paid.  No confirmation was made.  No “sales receipt,” again with the quotes, was sent. 

After receiving several quotes from different places, we made a command decision. 

Alan Fyke from Mancino Iron in Austin calls my mother today saying we have a big problem.  Without a deposit, without confirmation, without a “sales receipt,” he had reserved the iron centerpieces for my wedding “in good faith” and had full intention to charge us for them.  He had “all the confirmation needed,” which apparently is a client asking him for a quote. 

What did Mancino Iron do?!  …you are probably asking.  I received a bratty email saying my entire order was cancelled immediately and I’d be receiving my deposit in the mail.  Yes.  I’m a Jew.  Having a Jewish wedding.  With no chuppah (oh, don’t worry, we’ll have a much nicer one!).  Not only is cancelling an entire order THREE DAYS BEFORE A WEDDING entirely unprofessional, but I’m even gonna go out on a limb here and call them anti-semitic.  Ok, I’m kidding.  Am I?

If anyone had requested those damned iron tree centerpieces, I would have had to show some money first.  But they didn’t.  So I was effectively punished for Alan Fyke being a piss-poor business owner of Mancino Iron in Austin, Texas. 

Little tip for ya, Alan.  As a vendor, it is YOUR responsibility to seek deposits and confirmations and not ASSUME you have a client’s business.  Also, don’t send bitchy little emails.  It’s just rude.  You can take your “good faith” and shove it up your ass. 

You do not screw me over three days before my wedding.  And now you know better.  But it’s too late for you.  :o)

I roll with twelve gangs, I do what I want.

Oct 13

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E: “You look like a gang member in that leather jacket.”

Sharky: “Sweet, now I’m a real Shark from the Sharks from West Side Story?”

E: “West Side Story?  You mean like Ponyboy?!”

Sharky: “No.  That’s the Outsiders.  Yknow, you should probably get a leather jacket too and we can start a gang.”

E: “Oh good.  And as initiation, you have to kill a beaver.”

Sharky: “And moose call a priest.”

E: “And take a dump on someone’s desk.”

Any of yall know what a moose call is?  Cause Amy, E, BEST FRIEND JESS, and I totally moose-called each other all night on Saturday.  It’s now code for hot guy, I’m hungry, or let’s do shots and get ccccccrrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaazzzzzzzzzzzyyyyyyyyyyy. 

The horse, nay, MULE she rode in on.

Oct 5

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I just loooooooooooove airline clerks on power trips. 

Woke up at 5:20 am today to catch my 8am flight.  Arrive at 7:15. 

Snooty airline clerk informs me I’m too late to check my bag.  By five minutes.  Since the plane leaves at 7:55 and not 8:00 on the dot. 

Would I be willing to throw away all liquids?  Why yes, sure.  I’ll throw away my brand new Organix shampoo, conditioner, my Burt’s Bees lotion, Aveeno leave-in conditioner, Sunflowers perfume, and body wash.  Please oh please let me dump all of these items.  I wasn’t at all trying to check a bag in order to TAKE them.  Silly me!

This woman was a straight up BITCH.  And hideous.  And an airline clerk.  No wonder she’s bitter.

So far, HLSSFFD (see below post) is not off to a good start.  Alrighty, L.A.  here I come.  The shark’s angry and ready to attack .

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