I'm An Adult, Dammit!

I am a grown ass woman (kind of) and sometimes I feel like my current circumstances relegate me to this post-adolescent netherworld in which I get no damn respect. This could be because of my baby dimples or the fact that I don't have my drivers license, but I'm going to go ahead and assume it's because people "just don't understand." Being in my 20s and living at home might seem like a retrograde move, but I'm actually doing a very sensible thing. I think it's time that someone gave me my official "Grown Up" badge already.

The facts, or the facts as I have chosen to interpret them:

Prior to this summer I have been living on my own and working to support myself since 2008.

I pay for my own vices...unless someone else is partaking as well. By vices I mean alcohol.

I am living at home because I have student loan debt and I want to save money so I can afford to go to Grad school without having to crawl into a black hole of financial obligation. I would ideally like to pursue a Masters in Corporate Communication but I still need to look into more programs.

 I am working the ski season as a seasonal employee so I don't have to quit a job as soon as it suits me and sully my reputation.

I want to move to NYC so I can set up NY residency and go to a CUNYgrad program for a reasonable cost. And because I really like it there and I like my boyfriend and all of that. I have already taken steps toward sorting out housing even though I won't be moving til next May.

I do my goddamn taxes!

I haven't shopped in the Juniors section at Macy's for like, 2 years.

I rarely feel jelous of anyone anymore.

My hair is almost completely back to it's normal color. I'll have plenty of time to dye it when I start going gray.

I am not, nor have I ever been, attracted to Justin Bieber or Taylor Lautner.

Everything on the CW is terrible.

I am willing to admit that I was a complete tool until I was about 17. 

I understand that talking about 90s television shows to any great extent other than in a 1 on 1 situation is neither interesting nor indicative of my intellect.

I don't take my menstrual cycle as license to be a complete cunt to everyone.  That being said, I sometimes find other reasons to be a complete cunt to everyone. If I didn't I would go crazy at least twice a year.

I have ads on my blog. That's smart. You should click on them. I think I just violated my terms and conditions though.

Doodles #1

I drew these while watching Felicity, but I don't think one has much to do with the other. I wanted to do something mildly creative because I have to go sort, fold and organize clothes for several hours.

Tomorrow I'm going to start taking phone calls at work. I'm still technically in training so I don't have the power to ruin anyone's life just yet but I'm still a bit nervous.

Phrases That Bother Me #1

"If There's One Thing I Can't Stand" There is always more than one thing a person can't stand

"Needless to Say" Then why are you saying it?

"In So Much As" This is a stalling phrase that people use when they don't really know what they're trying to say.

"For All Intents And Purposes"   Smacks of jargon.

"As Far As I'm Concerned" If you are beginning a sentence this way then I think you already know that you're about to spout some bullshit. I do it all the time.

That's all for now. I didn't have a very eventful day but I did move into "my" new room. There are too many errant piles of crap to be excited about it.

Random picture time.

October 31st

I already had a post called Halloween so I can't call this one that, but today is Halloween. I worked 9-5. I am wearing a hat that Phil bought in China town last year that is either a red bull, a devil monkey, or a devil bull, a red velvet shirt and a blazer. I am the 9-5 Bull. Wordplay, people.

Today was busy because tomorrow is the day that the Sugarbush college pass goes from being $319 to $419 and as we all know, college kids are lazy and love to procrastinate. Apparently they also like to get really high before trying to make large purchases because a surprising number of calls were from people who were in incapable of completing the online pass form. 
I also got to go take a look a our "luxury" accomondations today. The rooms were about as I expected but the halls smelled nice and the stonework around the elevators was comprised of rough but mica-laden granite which I thought was very pretty. These are the two major selling points as far as I'm concerned.

Last night I made eggplant and cutlets parmigianno  for my dads belated birthday dinner and it totally kicked ass.
I'm really tired today. I think Saturday night is catching up with me. At no point in the night was I unmanageably drunk but I did have 4 drinks and stay up past 2 which is not something I do very often.


Tomorrow I am finally moving into an actual room. The one we're renovating isn't done yet but my sister has agreed to move into our finished basement (don't feel too bad for her. There is a gigantic TV and a Wii down there) so I'm going into her room, which is actually my other sister's old room so when she comes home for holidays and such I'll probably be forced back onto the couch but that's OK. I just need a place to manage my belongings.




We don't normally get many trick-o-treaters but in the off chance that one shows up I guess I should be ready. My costume on saturday night was way creepier but this one is much warmer and easier. So I should go think of ways to strike terror into the hearts of small children should any happen upon our home.

Not Quite Halloween

This year for Halloween I was a Wealthy But Neglected Victorian 10 year old. My hobbies include getting a head start on my opium addiction and falling into wells. I took my inspiration from Edward Gorey illustrations. I urge you all to check him out if you never have. 

I went to Burlington tonight. A friend of mine was going to meet me but she got held up because of the snow so I wiled away the hours thoroughly committing to my costume and being wicked creepy and awkward.  First I went to Muddy Water coffee house and had one of their warm spirited beverages comprised of hot ginger cider and Jameson and some other stuff. Then I saw both bands at Nectars and had a G&T, a half hard cider half black IPA (this is really delicious), and a Rolling Rock in a can for $2.50. I think I might have left my can in the bathroom trashcan. I  didn't mean to it was just that there were no other stable surfaces and I was kind of drunk so I'm really sorry to anyone who works there. So that was my night. I'm home now and there are a bunch of actual 13 year olds in the basement and if they don't shut up soon I am going to poison each and every one of them at my next nearest convenience. It won't kill them. It will just paralyze their vocal chords until they have anything worth while to scream about. If only such a thing really existed...

Bloggin On The Go

This is my first attempt at composing a blog entirely on my iPhone 3GS. I hate it. I mean talk about first world problems, but this is haaaaaarrrrd. please excuse my poor punctuation.

Anyway the reason I'm doing this is because I'm out at one of my dads gigs and I feel like I need to be doing something. There's free wifi here at On The Rise Bakery so I might as well take advantage. Not that I don't have 3G but I don't really Like to fux with that shit.

So OK lets talk about people who can't pull their heads out of their ass long enough to name their kids in a sensible way. There are the obvious culprits like Bronx and Sayshalle, but I want to talk about people who have last names that can be first names who give their kids first names that can be last names,or in some cases, first names that are USUALLY last names. For example: Jordan Taylor. Jackson Cooper. Grayson Scott. Avery Shelley. These are not bad first names but do these parents not see the administrative nightmare that they've created? As a person whose job it is to enter information into computers I'm telling you these people are bound to hit a glitch at some point because someone entered the information backwards. Anyone who has the power to name a another person and shape their identity and future should really have to pass a logical reasoning test before putting anything on a birth certificate.

That's all I need to say about that.