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That it certainly does sting when you’re browsing on indeed.com and you see a recent posting for a job you applied for a few weeks ago and thought you were maybe even a little bit overqualified for.
The old ego gets a bit bruised.
I’m no dating expert, but I would suggest two tips to dudes who are trying to hit on a girl that is not a Rock of Love reject:
1. Even if you know for a fact that a girl is Latina, don’t call her “Mami”. Gross.
2. Don’t wear an “I Heart Strippers” t-shirt while trying to initiate a conversation. Besides, you already blew it with “Mami.”
Actually, if this is your flirting m.o., maybe you should just never ever leave the house except to go to your annual Ed Hardy conventions. That might be best for everyone concerned.
Since I’m feeling a little weird today—a little mopey, a little restless—and my car is in the shop, I’m trying to narrow down my to-do list today. Here are some of the options:
1. Drink
2. Watch a movie on my computer (one of my friends has been praising Gran Torino)
3. Organize my iTunes collection and start rating songs
4. Clean room, organize files, etc.
I’m thinking it’s going to be option 1 during which I’ll also do a little of option 2 and option 3.
I haven’t really been devoting much time to Tumblr lately, for a few random reasons….this might change soon, but not sure if for the better or worse.
For reasons I can’t get into quite yet, things are going to change really soon. It’s sort of the end of an era, but the beginning of something that I think will be great. And I know I’m being sort of cryptic, which is a bit of an a-hole thing to do, but it’s not really my announcement to make yet.
Still, it’s all good happy fun news.
I’m probably making myself sound like a crazy cat lady….
But this is my cat Dorian. It’s been a bit of a crappy weekend, but there’s just something impossibly sweet about how this little fuzzball likes to find me, then stakes out a little spot near me to nap while I’m typing away that makes things seem not so bad.