Category: Personal

Downtown Working Girl

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Well, I had an interview on Friday with a webdesign/seo company downtown Chicago, and ended up getting offered the position during it. So of course I accepted! I’m starting Monday around noon since he has to set up my desk and computer, but it’ll be a 9-5 salaried job. I’ll also be commuting downtown via the Metra rail, which means that I have an 8:09 train to catch in the morning. It’s such a perfect location. I’m going to be a block north of Millennium Park, which of course if any of you have been to Chicago, is where the huge-ass mirror-like bean is located at. Which is also where my train stops at too, so I only have a short one block walk to my office’s building 🙂

I’m actually ecstatic that I’ve finally gotten back into the full-time job market, because freelancing started to take a toll on me. I was spending less time working on projects for clients and more time doing nothing (see: watching tv, reading books, working on startups). At least now I have a steady income to rely on which I’m quite happy about. But most important of all: health insurance! Now I won’t have to worry about paying extortionate fees for any appointments or emergencies I’d have. YAY!

What can go wrong, will go wrong

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Do you ever feel like when something good happens, one thing or many things go wrong that can circumvent the good? I suppose sometimes it’s some sort of morbid self-fulfilling prophecy, or hell, Murphy’s Law. And oddly enough it always involves my car.

At the end of last week, I had a phone call for a job interview downtown. The interview is set for today at 1:30pm. So last night I decided that I wanted to run out to pick up some more shampoo and conditioner, as well as take a look at getting a new pair of shoes for the interview. Well, I hope my cheery ass into the car, turn the key in the ignition, and press my foot on the brake…

Oh, but wait, what’s this! When I press down on the brake, all I hear is the pressure from doing it. I’m supposed to hear the brake unlocking the gear shift so I can take it out of park. Since I’m a stubborn bull, I sat there for 15 minutes pumping the brake, turning the car off and on, and cursing the piece of shit to oblivion. No dice. My mom ended up pulling into the driveway, so I hopped in her Escape Hybrid, and went along my merry way.

As my family and friends know, anything that goes wrong with my car, I have my dad look at. It was already 9PM (and dark) so there wasn’t much he could do. So I did what any nerd would do. I googled the problem. I ended up finding a Yahoo! Answers page, which mentioned popping off a little cap, and manually override the gear shift lock. OH WUT.

So this morning, I wake up and the firs thing I did was go to my car to see if it was coming out of park. No dice. Cue me starting to panic, wondering how the fuck I’m going to make it downtown for this interview. So I hopped back online and googled more, then I finally came across the Owners manual for a 1999 Ford Escort (ZX2) (pdf link). Page 96 explains that if your gear shift is locked, there’s an override that you do for it.

I grabbed a mini-screwdriver and marched my determined ass back outside to get this piece of shit in gear (lol @ pun.) I found the little cap next to the gear shift, which oddly enough, I have honestly never noticed before despite having this car almost four years. Popped the cap off, stuck the screwdriver in and got the gear shift unlocked. WOO!

That little issue is fixed, and I’m hoping to God that nothing else happens between now and my interview at 1:30pm. I don’t think I can handle anymore “surprises.” Although if something does happen, it’s just further proof that A.) I don’t need a full-time job, B.) I’m going to be stuck finding my own work for the rest of my life, C.) I need a new car.

100% of me is leaning towards option C. I like it better.

Can you guess this washed up artist?

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I was talking to my boyfriend, Armando, online, and he happened to link me to a video of this artist. I hadn’t heard this band/artist in such a long time, and ended up watching a bunch of other videos on Youtube. Then he shows me the wikipedia page for this person and I about died.

So, with that being said, can you guess who this washed up artist is? One hint: red hats.

No sneakie sneakie!

Startup Project

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As usual, it’s been ages since I last blogged. Although I think after this week I’m going to try to be more active with this website, as I do miss it. That and the current design and “content” has been pissing me off to the point where I’ve wanted to wipe it clean.

Aside from ignoring my blog, I’m currently admist working on a startup with Armando. I think I would call him my pseudo-boyfriend? Anyway, that’s an entirely different blog. I’m not going to go into details at all about the startup we’re going to start working on, but regardless, I’m excited.

So there, you’ve got my monthly update on what I’ve been up to. Expect more. Maybe.

Whoops

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I suppose I really am losing interest in maintaining my personal website. I don’t know why I just don’t care about it anymore, but it was bound to happen. I primarily blog in my livejournal since I have it set to friends-only, which weeds on majority of the public from viewing anything.

Life has been decent to an extent. As usual, work (or lackthereof) is stressing me out. My social life as usual is sub par but it’s never been on my list of priorities. There’s one person who has managed to get a lot of my attention for the past few months. So it’s safe to say that I think he’s amazing, regardless of what my PMS induced moods may make him think.

Maybe I’ll update this. Who knows. I doubt it.