I watch one season of New Girl and, okay fine, most of a season of Alphas on my boyfriend's Netflix account and all of the sudden his curated Top 10 include:
Once Upon a Time
LOL featuring Miley Cyrus
How I Met Your Mother
Arrow
Scandal
That is half of a Top 10 that he'll never be able to get back.
I would be worried about what impact my hijacking his Top 10 might have on our relationship if I wasn't so busy catching up with Olivia and her gladiators.
A copywriter was actually paid to come up with the description "water beverage." THIS COULD BE ME!
Hold all bowel movements
Drink tea that has gotten very cold
Pull all the covers off my bed so as to scootch my phone, which is sitting on a pillow at the head of the bed, closer to me
Use that phone to call someone else in the house to bring me warmer tea
Only read the page of the newspaper that I have folded to so as not to rustle the pages too loudly
Sneeze sort of up into my head as opposed to out through my nose to reduce sound and movement
Ignore that itch on my foot
Ignore that itch that has traveled to my ankle
Say no to spooning with my boyfriend
Slap my boyfriend's hand when he tries to pet her
Glower when my boyfriend attempts to annoy her into waking up and getting off my lap
Refuse to spoon anyway
Answer phone interviews in a quiet, soothing tone
Thank HR representatives who turn me down from jobs in a quiet, soothing tone
Ignore that itch that has traveled to my calf
Turn off the lights
Go to sleep
A joint effort with Matt. Guess which ones are mine.
Trying to figure out if a hint of a happy trail on a girl (read: me) has as much cachet as a hint of a happy trail on a boy.
...that doorknobs will be banned in Vancouver, Canada
In other news, my sure-thing job turned out to be a not-so-sure-thing job, and I am officially, for the first time since September 2009, unemployed! Phone interview next week. Fingers crossed, please.
My fledgling excitement re: my nest egg of a zulily IPO is indeed fledgling compared to the nest mansion of certain members of the zulily tech team.
This seems mean...but I am laughing so hard I am crying in public. A video montage of beautiful people who think they are posing for a picture, but it's actually film. Oh the faces.
A conversation with my barista, who I think might hate me:
Barista: how is your day going?
Me: oh, it's just starting.
Barista: oh.
Me: how is yours?
Barista: well it certainly isn't just starting.
Me: mmmmhmmm
How do yarmulkes stay on? These jokers can't seem to provide a clear answer.
Yesterday I pitched a story about dog poop to a hip blog. Haven't heard back, and not sure I will.
Is it really so unheard of?
On Saturday, I volunteered with the Seattle chapter of 826 in a College Entrance Essay Marathon: three hours one-on-one with 17- and 18-year-olds from Ballard trying their damndest to get into a good school.
My student, Anna F., is currently attempting to apply to no less than 18 colleges and universities, with a goal of trimming it down to around 12. This still feels Herculean (not to mention extraordinarily expensive) to me, but I digress.
Anna F. is the captain of her high school soccer team
She also plays soccer on a local club team
Anna F. has decided not to pursue soccer at the collegiate level, but is still interested in playing recreationally
She is the Editor of her school newspaper
She is not confident in her SAT test scores
Her entire family - grandparents, great grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins - all live within a five-minute drive of her house.
Her family wants her to go to the University of Washington
She eats and apple before going to bed every night
She apologizes too much without meaning it and gets made fun of for it.
If she actually does feel sorry, she does more than say "i'm sorry' but she isn't quite sure what that is.
She likes to travel and has thus far been to: London, Mexico, Costa Rica and Norway.
She doesn't like the taste of chocolate.
Her favorite book is On the Jellicoe Road and is about a girl named Taylor whose mother leaves her at a 7-11 where she is found by the headmistress of a boarding school, and brought up there. Anna F. appreciates Taylor's vim and vigor (my words, not hers)
Anna F.'s top choice for school is Brown, but she doubts she will be accepted.
She spells Space Needle like this: Spaceneedle
After 3.5 hours of brainstorming and editing and eating fruit snacks together, I am 100% invested in Anna's getting into the college(s) of her choice. I'm desperate to find out where she ends up. I gave her my personal email address and she looked at me like I was pretty much bonkers and said "thanks" in that way like she was confused why I would do something like that: "..th..anks??" I assume she's tossed it by now, and so I am all over her on the internet.
Her Facebook page is set to private. Smart girl.
She is the face of Rebecca Anne Photography's 2013 Senior Portrait special flyer.
