1. 3 new pairs of suede heels (thank you Bloomingdales clearance rack and J. Crew sample sale)
2. A completed shawl, knitted (for the last four months) and blocked last night
3. A new ikat bag
4. A graduate school acceptance
5. A new zip code
6. AN APARTMENT
Showing posts with label This must mean I am an adult. Show all posts
Showing posts with label This must mean I am an adult. Show all posts
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Designer, Graphic
So. I hated my job. Like really hated. So I asked for a better job. A job I had no business having. A job that I assumed someone would realize I was unqualified for. But they didn't. They gave me a job handling website management and graphic design and publicity and marketing all by myself for an entire department with over 3 thousand student participants. Which feels like a big deal. So I'm looking for laptop cases for my very funky new work laptop with very scary software I don't know how to use. And I feel like I have to start washing my face before I come to work. Graphic Designers probably do stuff like that. We'll see.
Friday, May 20, 2011
Apartment Shopping Pt. 1
I am apartment shopping this weekend. For the first time ever.
My inbox is filled with e-mails from people called Stu telling me that they have a whole list of great places to show me that they are absolutely certain I will love. I am a little frightened. Mostly because I do not understand basic apartment jargon that my friends throw around. Little things to consider, which are not so little after all, such as "utilities," and "laundry," embarrassingly do not occur to me.
Living at home, as rad as it is, has its setbacks. Not the least of which include sounding like a clueless loser to people called Stu.
My inbox is filled with e-mails from people called Stu telling me that they have a whole list of great places to show me that they are absolutely certain I will love. I am a little frightened. Mostly because I do not understand basic apartment jargon that my friends throw around. Little things to consider, which are not so little after all, such as "utilities," and "laundry," embarrassingly do not occur to me.
Living at home, as rad as it is, has its setbacks. Not the least of which include sounding like a clueless loser to people called Stu.
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