HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!

i'm 23 :)

"We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations."

--Anais Nin

spam moments.

subject line:

[[!! SPAM] Oh my god, with this I thought I must be having relations with King Kong]


....

and this is supposed to make me open my email because...?

in other news, i've been up all night trying to decide between



and





it should be an obvious choice, right?
i think i'm just attached to my typepad.

STORY TIME.

BELIEVE IN YOURSELF!!!
[that was for someone, i'm sure.]
it's amazing what being confident can do for your perceived credibility. really.
it's all about perception.
fake it til you make it? same principle.

my professor shared a story about a senior field trip to cartoon network last year in class today. it pretty much boiled down to the interviewers not being type anal about what's in your book, because that can be worked on. rather, it's about 1) your confidence, 2) your ability to admit when you don't know something and 3) whether you can sell the hell out of yourself.

story number two is about a junior photography major from my school who randomly knocked on the studio door of a particularly well known and respected photographer and said "I WANT TO BE YOUR ASSISTANT". david asks, "Why should I hire you?" and the kid says "I will work for you all summer 24/7, for no pay". he was hired on the spot.
[now i know some of you will turn up your noses at the "no pay" factor, but PLEASE feel free to show me a paid internship that looks better than being david lachapelle's assistant on a resume. please.]

the moral of today's lesson is swallow the fear and be ballsy. it gets you pretty much anywhere.

one of those random photo posts.

ugh.

i'm still not quite sure HOW i managed to catch this monstrous head cold
but i'm sure there is homeopathic relief beyond nyquil.
feel free to suggest something...anything...
i'm up to the brim in orange juice + ginger root.

for my atlanta kids.

a good friend of mine [and ridiculously awesome artist] is doing live art that night.
come through.

here and there.

i've been moving. i'll be back once things settle down.

the best movie you haven't heard about.

forget disaster movie (seriously, the title is practically GIVING it away).


SEE THIS.
four 1/2 stars.
go watch it.
now.

homeless in atlanta.

for the first time (in a long time), i've had to become seriously concerned about affording school. now that it's taken care of (so far), there is nothing left for dormitory housing.
for about two seconds, i was being a bit woe is me
im-going-to-have-to-couch-hop-
and-eat-soup-for-three-months.

but you know what?
i'm learning to come to terms with the fact
that you can't plan everything.

today's lesson is: Roll With the Punches.
SO i don't have a place to call my own. i have gracious friends who are willing to let me sleep on their futons.
SO i don't have money for my ridiculously expensive eating habits. i have a couple of dollars for top ramen and an apple or two so i don't starve.
SO i have to live out of my suitcase for three months. i have money to finish college and graduate.

and for the elusive silver lining...a bit of hardship builds character, right? temporarily losing a little cushion makes clear the lessons that the experience can teach you, and in all of this, i remain abundantly fortunate and blessed.

i guess i share this to say that when something goes wrong, look for what still is right, and hold to that. life is a ride...shit falls off the truck sometimes. keep going.

a letter to a nice lady.

DEAREST HANNAH,

THANKS FOR FLOODING WORK TODAY.
HUGE TIPS ARE NOTHING COMPARED TO
THE INTOXICATING SCENT OF WET DOG
AND HOURS OF VACUUMING WATER.

LOVE,
ALICE.

poli-tricks.

I PROMISED MYSELF I WASN'T GOING TO TALK ABOUT THIS.


but SERIOUSLY?!
now, before someone talks out the side of their neck and calls me biased, i'll be nice and save the foot from your mouth.

i'm an independent, and not terribly enthusiastic about anyone running this year.
however, you quickly lose my respect if all you do in your acceptance speech is deliver sarcastic one-liners. in fact, all it does is convince me that you're incompetent and are using your (frankly, irrelevant) skill of comedic timing to cover up the fact that you had NOTHING significant to say about your readiness to be the future president's second hand. and no, selling the governor's plane on e-bay does not merit an addition to your VP list of qualifications. in case your PR kids didn't thoroughly prep you, belittling the opponents (EARLY) history of community organization is antithetical to your desire to relate to the average person trying to make a difference. you forget, Martin Luther King and Susan B. Anthony were community organizers. the Civil Rights Movement was BUILT and maintained by community organizers. it's also misleading to imply that this is the entirety of Obama's history, but i guess she doesn't have to worry about that, since people don't do their own research.

it's necessary for our candidates to facilitate a coherent and meaningful debate, based not only on experience, but their intention for forward movement and reasonable and realistic plans for implementation of said movement. the more people get caught up in rhetoric and fancy-sounding jargon, the less that's going to get done.

STEP IT UP.

yes, i'm watching tv again.

they were playing the entirety of season one back to back last month
and of course i sat and watched the ENTIRE thing.
i am in love with this show...and i promise it's not because it's about an advertising agency. it might, however, have something to do with the fashion.

it comes on sunday nights @ 10PM EST, and if you don't have cable
[or if you have a really early bedtime]
you can watch it all here.

beach talk.

so I was @ OBX this weekend
got sand in everything imaginable
spent quality time with the loves of my life and
saw two or three jellyfish...further reinforcing my reasons for NOT swimming.
[i guess it helps that i haven't owned a bathing suit in y e a r s.]
yes, where are the pictures. i'll post them up later, once i find my camera cable.

in the meantime...