Friday, September 20, 2013

ah, life

Thanks for being awesome! I'm in a super happy mood right now. I had a kick ass nigt at work last night. My sales were high (yay!) and my tips were superDUPER high (double yay!). Plus, I think I found my halloween costume partner! For those of you that may not know, I've been doing kind of a cartoon theme these last three years (marge and homer, jake and princess bubblegum, and leela and fry. All homemade, all awesome) and I wasn't ready to give it up just because I don't have a boyfriend! But a cute boy at work was totally down for my lana and archer idea which is fantastic because not only can I keep up with my theme, but I also get to hang out with a cute (albeit young) boy for the night. So my job is going awesome (and so are my random craigslist jobs...I got to write down names on a draft board in my schoolgirl skirt and a crop top for like two hours and that earned me a hundred bucks plus a fifty dollar tip. Boo yah! Haha, I can't believe I used that phrase, but it really seemed to fit! Who am I to argue with my brain? Also, did I mention my friends and their amazingness? Rellers, jess, jen-nay, they are all such super wonderful people and I love them for putting up with me and my craziness. And I'm making new friends, which as one of the worlds most well practiced loners, is kind of a new thing for me. A good new thing, this whole "socializing" concept. I think I like it. I like just about everything right now. Except fleas. I don't like those. :)

Monday, August 26, 2013

me, my things, and mine

I'm not sure if it's the new people in my life or what, but I am a happy Lindsey. I've got my job, my little studio, my shiny car with the pink mirror, some awesome friends, new and old, and a whole other multitude of awesome things. I went to see an A's game up (down") in the bay, I've visited some great free water parks, had some crazy late night donut adventures, all in all, it's been quite the summer. Not to say there haven't been annoyances. My job taking a hundred million years to start was one. My air conditioner breaking down was definitely a pain. And omg, I finally decided to disable my comment section thanks to crazy cantankerous candace! She's been leaving (unpublished and ignored) comments for the last two months...including three just today! And now she has her ex boyfriend from like fifteen years ago leaving comments like two minutes after her...creepy!! I originally had a bunch of other meaner things written about him, buuuuuuuut...whatever. he's not important. Neither is she. And hey, if they're hanging out and have that much to say, maybe they can start their OWN blog. No one will be reading their words here, that's for sure! It's MY unsolicited opinion, not yours! So ha! Get your own blog, suckers! ;)

Wednesday, August 21, 2013

Tick tock

I'm becoming a collector of awesome watches. It's one of the few pieces of jewelry we can wear to work and I have some pretty cool options so far. I've got a pink one, covered in tiny lemons, one that flashes different super bright colors, and one shaped like finn's head (from adventure time). Plus one from my grandma, my minnie mouse with stars in her eyes, and the interchangable one I found at the thrift store. It's nice to have options when it comes to telling time. I even just got a paper one (yup, you read that rightL from the dollar store just a few minutes ago. And while we're talking about time... Is it weird that I don't hear my biological clock countdown kicking in yet? I'm going to be twenty nine soon. Shouldn't I be all baby crazy or something? I feel like I'm going the other way. Wanting kids less and less the more time goes by. I'm having too much fun just worrying about myself right now. Plus, I can't imagine liking anyone else enough to tie myself to them permenantly by having their kid. That's a crazy huge commitment. One I'm not exactly ready to make, you know? But whatever, I'm only 28. I'm not worried about it. If I decide I want kids, I'll have them and if I'm too old, I'll just adopt. Then i'd get to skip the whole getting fat thing which would be kind of awesome. I like the idea of eating all the donuts I want, but hey, I do that *now*. I don't exactly need an excuse. I do what I want! :)

Monday, August 12, 2013

Happyitis

It's contaigous! And everyone at my new job is *infected* with it! I love what I do. I get to sing, I get to dance, and I get to see some *amazing* balloon animals. Seriously, the guys that do the balloons are artists. They can make little mermaid hats! And penguins! It's super cool. Plus, I get to work with a lot of cute boys. ;) For those of you that may not yet have heard, me and the dan man broke up a few months back. It's cool, everyone's good and while we're not exactly friends, we certainly don't hate each other. I wish him well and I know he wishes the same for me. So now I'm flirting with all the cute boys at work. And cute boys at the bookstore. And cute boys at the mall. There are cute boys everywhere! And I have been on some *crazy* dates! When I've got more time (and more internet access) I'll have to tell everyone about the go go dancer, the drug addicted emt, and and the guy who spent twenty minutes talking about his crazy ex. They're not all bad, of course. A lot of them our good. 'Usic guy, super smart guy, awesome dresser guy (the clothes, not the piece of furniture. Heh). It's been fun. Almost as fun as my job. :)

Saturday, June 29, 2013

Clippinger Investment Properties

Is terrible! For the love of god, if you're thinking about renting a place from them, DON'T!! They are *awful*!! Want to know how they fixed my air conditioner, a WEEK after it had broken down? Duct tape. That's right. That is NOT a typo ladies and gentleman, it has literally been duct taped back together...and it's more broken now then it ever was! It used to sort of work, and now it's completely dead...which is awesome because it's supposed to be over a hundred degrees today! Thanks maintainance guys! And this management company doesn't just own my complex out here on Edison, they've got a bunch of places, including a downtown unit on 12th and K. I've never been there, but I can't imagine they put any more effort into fixing stuff out there. So I guess the moral of this story is, in the slightly tweaked words of Mr. Roger's, DON'T you be my neighboor.