Win

Today was my last day working for minimum wage.
*fingers crossed*
Oooh- let me Student-accounts-ize that statement.
Today should have been my last day working for minimum wage.
Ok. Now we're politically correct.

It was also one of my worst days at work.
Caleb, it got even worse after you left.
Do I want to talk about it?
Not really.
That chapter of my life ended an hour ago.

"'Cause I'm a better man moving onto better things."
-The Kooks

So Taco Bell has been doing this little promotion where you buy their $5 box meal and get a chance to win a Play Station Vita.
Since Taco Bell and Play Station are like Boyfriend's favorite things, he bought one last week, entered the code, but he did not win.

Tonight, I'm feeling like poo because I had to fast all freakin' day because of the freakin' doctor (I even cheated at lunch and had a salad but shhh don't tell anyone even though it doesn't matter since everything came back normal), so Boyfriend takes me to Taco Bell and we split a $5 box meal.
Then, jokingly, I'm like, "I should enter the code since I'm good at winning stuff."
So we come home, I enter the code,

AND I WON MY BOYFRIEND A VITA.
(worth approximately $379.99)

Here's proof:

It's uncanny that about a year ago is when I won my iPad.

What a great ending to a crappy day.

Winning at life,
TWS

An Armani Suit

I don't have one.


But it's okay because I got an internship without one.
*John Kerry face*

That's right, sirs. And I got a 38% pay increase plus real world experience with people who don't yell at me for not accepting Visa.

What an awesome day.

And, yes, those were pictures I took of myself before the interview. 

Impromptu photo shoots get me pumped up & make me feel b-a. 

Like a Spanish conquistador. 

(or a conquistador who isn't Spanish)

So yeah- I got a new job!!! 

I really can't put my finger on the "best part" of this whole situation. It's just all around GOOD.  

12 hours remaining in Student Accounts, and then I am on to better, brighter, accountant-er sorts of work.

And on an irrelevant but totally pertinent note:

If Michael asks, I'm way better than him at Space Pool. 

True story.

Federal and state withholding,

TWS

Lately

So I was sitting on my bed, and I crumpled up some trash, aimed at the trash can, threw, and totally ringed the can from the other side of the room.
It was the highlight of my day.
Unfortunately, no one was around to see it.
Doesn't make it less of a true story.

And then I made a mix.
For if ever you thought my music was terrible, you were probably right.
So build this bad boy up in Grooveshark and be awesome.
It's what I've been doing all week.

Allie J's It's a Normal Wednesday Mix

1. Everyone Gets A Star; Albert Hammond, Jr.
2. Marry Me; Train
3. Sonol;  Will Stratton
4. Chances; Five for Fighting
5. She's Got You High; Mumm-Ra
6. Ocean and a Rock; Lisa Hannigan
7. Sweet and Low; Augustana
8. Air; The Owls
9. The Recruited Collier; Kate Rusby
10. Uppers Aren't Necessary; Rocky Votolato
11. Travels and Trunks; Hey Marseilles
12. Ride; Cary Brothers
13. I Saw a Hippie Girl on 8th Avenue; Jeffrey Lewis
14. For You I Will; Teddy Geiger
15. Heaven Forbid; The Fray

Mike and I were playing Little Big Planet 2 last night, and he dressed his sack puppet all up and he's like, "She's so cute!" I was going to get all mad, but then I realized he made her look just like me.

Sweet and low,
TWS

Comments

Some days I just feel like dressing like a pirate.
Yesterday was one of those days.

I. Looked. Awesome.

I'm going to dress like a pirate more often.

I need a hat, though, and "effects".

Did you hear Zooey Deschanel and Ben Gibbard are getting a divorce? I guess this will give both of them new song-writing material.

Me: Mermaids are nothing more than sharks...with boobs.
Mike: Yeah.
Me: And no one likes sharks.
Mike: But everybody likes boobs!!

I was reading a cookbook earlier today, and I've decided that I'm going to try to make a bunch of different dips this semester for snacks at work. Vending machine snacks are pretty terrible. And they stopped stocking the Welch's fruit snacks.
:(
The downer is that I only have one day to experiment before I go on a ski trip, so it will have to wait until after I get back and can go grocery shopping.
The upper is that I'm going on a ski trip.

-Salsa salad
-Sundried tomato and basil dip
-Spinach dip
Don't these sound WONDERFUL?

Maybe I shouldn't read a cookbook while I'm hungry. I think I'm starting to like mushrooms.

I was filling out my graduate assistantship application today, and the last part wants me to put down any "skills, abilities, and qualifications" that are relevant to a professional or office-like sort of job.
Ergo, my expired lifeguarding certification would not go on this list.

But the only things I could figure to put on there were:
-Microsoft Office proficient
-Written communication
-Organization and time management

I NEED HELP.
I'm only good at bragging about the way I look, and I don't think the ability to look like a pirate would be relevant. Can you guys think of anything that I'm good at that I may have overlooked?

Eating a tangerine with a knife instead of my fists,
TWS

Clothes Before Bros

I used to think that the Banana Republic was a country. And people that had it written on their clothes were just tourists who had visited the native land.

But then up I wised.

Look at this awesome dress I made:

If you have a pleat fancy, these will definitely tickle it: 

I think I'll call it the V8 Splash dress, unless I happen to dye it. 

Boyfriend wasn't "wild" about the color, but I think it looks splendid with a neutral pink. 

Like pink gold for instance. 

Sewing makes me SO happy!!!! (sew happy!!!!)

I applied for an internship today with a real CPA firm. It's amazing how excited I still get about the thought, the prospect, of getting a new job even though nothing ever comes through.

Yet.

This would be only from February until the end of April, but do you know how ballin' that real CPA experience would look on my resume?

It would look as good as pink gold does with that dress.

Bazinga.

Guess what Johnny Tremain did today.

He dumped tea into the Boston harbor.

I hate when people get all cliche about new years and new years resolutions.  

No one ever has any good ones. It's all about having a more forgiving heart, a better attitude, or losing weight. The most awesome new year's resolution I've seen so far has been this one.

And while I'm being all hyperlinky, this is one of the saddest songs I've ever heard in my entire life. I can't even read the lyrics without crying.  Yes, it is a country song, but the words- oh the words!- are what make it so good. And Miranda Lambert has that cute little girl voice that I didn't know I liked.

Plans for this weekend:

Wear the V8 Splash dress out to date night dinner and then watch the fourth POTC movie!!!!! Haul on the main brace! Make ready the guns!

And run out the sweeps,

TWS

Pirates of the Caribou

I talked to my archnemesis on the phone yesterday.
He didn't know it was me, though. He only knew me by "Allison", and I answer the phone as "Allie".
It's my alias. (my Allie-as; Mike says my puns are getting really bad tonight)
I answered his queries as politely as I could; kept my poker face; tried to sound like the cute little front desk receptionist that everyone pictures when they call our office.

I just hate how that guy keeps showing up. 
The good news is that he finally finally finally graduated, and so I may never cross swords with him again.

Because "crossing swords" sounds waaaaaaaay cooler than "accidentally running into", that's what we're going with.
And I've seen three out of four of the pirates movies in the past week.
True story.

And here is another conversation I had at work today:

Student: Hey! Is this where we pay for tuition?
Me: Yeah! Are you paying with cash, check, or money order?
Student: Naw, I just want to pay for tuition.

o.O

What's scary is that these kids go to college.

I received a phone call today saying that I had a package at the front desk at my apartment complex.
I got all excited.
"Panties!" I anticipated.
So I walked my jolly self down there, signed for it, and they handed me an auditing textbook-shaped package.
No panties.
Biggest disappointment of the day.

Also, I was rearranging stuff in the refrigerator, wondering why it was so cramped if only 2/4 people were here. One of my roommates still had some milk in there that had expired November 4th. Now I'm not going to point names and name fingers, but I could.
Twas not purchased November 4th; no- EXPIRED November 4th.
Two months it had sat there, swelling, no one having the gall to transport the ticking time bomb to the dumpsters.
So I threw it out today. It had swelled so bad that the jug was almost round and the handle was hard to grasp. Its always amusing how, when transporting spoiled milk, one must take extreme caution as though it is a poisonous reptile or faulty electrical wiring.
Dangerous milk it is!

Haha- remember that time Jose threw his expired milk out the back at Greek Row, but he didn't throw it far enough, so when it busted, it stunk up the back deck anyway?
No?
Fun times at Eagle's Landing.

I've started reading for fun again.
You want to guess what I'm reading?
JOHNNY TREMAIN!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm only on chapter four, but it's still irritating to witness in third person the woes of a handicapped prepubescent has-been silversmith. Or maybe it's because he's becoming pubescent that makes him so irritating.
180 pages to go...

I had a dream that I inherited $22,000 and then went out for some froyo in Savannah with Beth and Cordova. Then I was going to play guitar at someone's wedding, and Granny was teaching me how to play in the style that the bride wanted.

Mike: I don't understand how your music is so good when the music you listen to is so bad.
Me: Thanks?

Party like you're on the Lusitania,
TWS